Sai Satcharitra - Ovi to Ovi english Translation - Chp- VIII

July 13, 2007

121. Taking Mhalsapati’s help, they would hug Tatya, hold him close, press his feet and massage his back. 122. In this manner, for fourteen years, Tatya

slept in the Masjid near Baba. Oh how lucky were those days, they had passed, the memory of which remained undimmed! 123. Leaving parents at home, Tatya slept in the Masjid with Baba, since he liked it. With what measure can we measure that love!? And who can evaluate that grace!? 124. Later on, the father died. Tatya got involved in the household. He himself got married and became a householder. Then he began to sleep at his own home. 125. May that be whatsoever. Faith should be complete – of heart and mind. This alone can give the experience of Sai. Uninvited he stands by his devotees. The devotees are surprised at this. 126. Similarly, there was a well-known gentleman of Rahata, named Kushalchand. He was a rich devotee of Baba and a merchant of the town. 127. The famous Patil, Ganpat Kote was a great favourite of Baba. So was the uncle of Kushalchand – an equally favourite person of Baba. 128. Though Marwari by caste, they23 were very fond of Baba. They24 met each other from time to time, and enjoyed the pleasure of these meetings. 129. By the will of God, after some time, the elder Sethji died. Even then Baba did not break the ties. In fact his love grew twofold. 130. Later on, Baba’s love for Kushalchand increased. Till death, day-by-day, he thought only of his good. 131. Sometimes by bullock cart and sometimes by a ‘tonga’, Baba would go in the company of his friends, one and a half miles away to Rahata. 132. The village-folk would come forward with drums and wind instruments and Baba would meet them at the boundary. They would do obeisance with love to

him. 133. From there, they would take Baba into the village ceremoniously, with great love, joy and music. 134. Kushalchand would then take Baba to his house. Thereafter, serving some refreshments, they would sit leisurely. 135. Then they would exchange nostalgic memories. And the happiness they mutually

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