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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 :

 

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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

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