Guest guest Posted January 29, 2010 Report Share Posted January 29, 2010 Chapter 7 (Part 14) - Scribblings of A Shirdi Sai Devotee This is part 14 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 Chapter 7 - Part 13 27. Have You Changed O’ Baba Baba! You were born in poverty And when your physical frame left the world You were poor. Why then these huge mansions Coming up all around in your name The precious robes and ornaments being offered to you Do you really have anything to do with these? I wonder! If in consonance with the modern day world You too have changed. And leaving behind your old and worn out ‘Kafni’ Have taken to gold and silver studded robes. Giving up that old and dilapidated ‘Dwarkamayee’ Where snakes and scorpions lived along with you And tormented you, Have decided to make These palatial mansions Your abode. Baba! If with my incomplete and meager bhakti I have known you even a little Have come even a bit near about you Even the harbouring of such a thought Shall be entirely away from the truth. According to what I have understood Your recognition as Sai Iis your old and torn Kafni Sitting on a hilly rock wearing which Looking at your devotees with eyes full of compassion Is your real Swaroop. Haven’t we changed this too? And annihilated your real Swaroop? But you had stated. “I am the all powerful entity Living in every atom of existence”. Then is this drama being enacted Without your will? I am not criticizing anybody In a child like manner I am merely asking you I seek pardon from you and your devotees. Either you chane my view of looking at facts Or else stop this drama being played Baba! Whether you have changed or not You alone know But with folded hands I implore you To let your image sitting on stone Remain ingrained on the tablet of my guileless heart Which has become the most precious acquisition Of my life. 28. My First Visit to Shirdi What a wonderful experience was it this morning When I relieved my first journey to Shirdi. Getting down at Manmad Junction On a pleasant Sun bathed winter morning The porter taking me railway overbridge To catch the bus for Shirdi. In the buspeople talked Of sansthan having been taken over by the government For irregularities in management of funds. A big jolt my devotee heart got Could any defalcate with Baba’s funds? It was beyond my imagination The crossing of Godavari River. I vividly remember the scene Still fresh and vibrant in my mind My alighting from the bus just opposite to Sansthan’s office Allotment of the roon on the Second floor Of the newly constructed building Taking bath in the public bathrooms With unbearable hot water And finally entering the portals of the temple with puja thali in hands O’ what a bliss, what a joy, what a soul stirring experience it was! As if all the joys of heavne had descended on earth Torrential tears of joy raining from eyes. I was face to face with the one Whom the soul has been seeking from birth to birth No words, no thoughts, no amount of descriptive power. Can portray Him who provided the joy sublime to my soul. Noon arti started soon If these eyes have ever seen bliss Raining from the Heavens It was here, it was here, it was here And my whole being was submerged in it. Continued...Part 15 of Chapter 7 Jai Sai Ram Hetal Patil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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