Chapter 7 (Part 13) - Scribblings of A Shirdi Sai Devotee

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Chapter 7 (Part 13) - Scribblings of A Shirdi Sai Devotee

 

 

This is part 13 of Chapter 7 of the divine book " Scribblings of A Shirdi Sai Devotee " written by an ardent and staunch devotee Shri Suresh Chandra Gupta ji from New Delhi.

 

Devotee readers who have missed earlier chapters can read from the links below. Already Posted :

 

 

 

 

An Introduction - Scribblings of A Shirdi Sai Devotee

 

 

Chapter 1 Part 1

 

Chapter 1 Part 2

 

 

Chapter 2

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 1

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 2

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 3

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 4

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 5

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 6

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 7

 

 

Chapter 3 - Part 8

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 1

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 2

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 3

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 4

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 5

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 6

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 7

 

 

Chapter 4 - Part 8

 

 

Chapter 5 - Part 1

 

 

Chapter 5 - Part 2

 

 

Chapter 5 - Part 3

 

 

Chapter 5 - Part 4

 

 

Chapter 5 - Part 5

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 1

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 2

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 3

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 4

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 5

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 6

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 7

 

 

Chapter 6 - Part 8

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 1

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 2

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 3

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 4

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 5

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 6

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 7

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 8

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 9

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 10

 

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 11

 

 

Chapter 7 - Part 12

 

 

 

 

25. The Song I Sing

 

My songs may not contain

High sounding words and phrases

But these certainly are the outpourings

Of a longing heart

Fascinated by the love

Of its Master –

Sai the unique Saint of Shirdi

How else

Could the strains of these songs

Touch the cords of my heart

And fill my eyes with tears

Of love and joy

Make the hairs on my body

Stand erect

And shed the splendour of Sai

From its every pore

 

Come, Come! O” my fellow devotees

Let us all join together

In singing the praises of His

Who danced on

The pot-holed floor

Of Dwarkamayee in flesh and blood

Shedding celestial bliss

Which still pervades its air

And draws innumerable

To experience its vibrations.

 

26. Installation of Baba’s Idol at Lodi Road Temple

 

The day was Wednesday

The month was October

The year was Neneteen seventy six

The ‘tithi’ was Vijai Dashmi

The time was around Twelve forenoon

The mother nature was at its pleasant best

Sweet breeze was blowing

The sun was shinning in full splendour

All the Gods in Heaven had condescended to be present

On the most auspicious occasion

Of the unveiling of the idol

Of Him whom even the God sing praises,

The Saint of Shirdi

Samarth Sadguru Satchitanand

Shir Sai Baba

Who in His Benign Magnificent Mercy

Had agreed to descend on earth

In the newly built temple

At Lodi Road, New Delhi

 

At the appointed time

A few scores of His devotees

Assembled outside the temple premises

With an earthern pitcher full of waters

From several sacred rivers

And each lending his hand to the pitcher

His lips chanting full throatedly in chorus

“Sat-chitanand Sadguru Shree Sai Nath Maharaj Ki Jai”

Ascending the steps into the temple hall the pitcher was carried

Up to the rostrum

On which sat Sai in Marble

Wrapped in a white sheet.

Is the pitcher was emptied on its head

And as the cloth removed

Many a heart throbbed

The pure white shinning marble idol

Became the wondrous living saint of Shirdi

The Glorious Benevolent Self that He was

While in flesh and blood

Full of compassion in His eyes

And a benign sweet simle of concern

For devotees on His lips

A celestial sight indeed

Baba’s ‘Jay Jay Kars’ rented the air.

Suddenly a heart piercing shriek arose from the crowd

All eyes turned, towards it

To find a devotees heart over flowing with bliss

Unable to contain the glorious divine sight infront

And the ‘Kripa’ of His Baba

And bursted into an incessant flow of tears

Rolling down profusely from his eyes

The dream of many yester years

Stood materialized

‘Sai – The Samartha’ had come to North

From His abode beyond the Vindhyas

A celestial sight indeed!

 

Continued...Part 14 of Chapter 7

 

 

Jai Sai Ram

 

 

Hetal Patil