Sai Spiritual Showers: Sixth Issue

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It was in 1943, when

Baba was seventeen years of age. One Full Moon night, about 9 P.M., five of

us intent on `examining' Him, persuaded Baba to walk out with us to the

sands of the Chithravathi River. He led us to a place where the dead are

buried! We asked Baba, in Pun, "Well, Baba! Why have you brought us to

the burial ground?Why? Are you dreading to go through

it?” He questioned us. We said, “Yes, Baba. But, we are

counting on Thy Grace, and our luck,” and sat around Him.

Whenever we ask for

anything, Baba used to answer, “O” “RightWhy

doubt about it?'' "We shall see,” or some such similar word or

words. So, one of us said, "Swami! Give us something to eat!"

Baba laughed within Himself, and cast His glance on all of us in turn. I

said, "Are you Sai Baba or not?" He replied quickly, "I am;

what is it that you want? Hot Laddu? Boondi? Masaladosa? Poli? Do you want

Suggi? Ask for whatever you desire to eat!"

Those were the days

when mangoes could not be had anywhere. So, we planned to ask for mango.

"We want here, from these sands, fine mango fruit,” Baba sang

two lines from an old song, "Yathna Prayathnamul, manavadharmamu

jayapajayamul daivaadheenamu”

"To try and

struggle is man's duty; to give or not to give man victory is God's

will." He said, "Try; you will get them." So, one of us took

a few steps forward on the sand, as if to pick up the fruit, and shouted

from where he stood, "Are they here? Or there? Tell me where they are,

and I shall dig the sand in that place, to take them." Baba replied,

from where He was sitting, "Dig anywhere." So, he bent low and

sat on the sand and dug into it about three feet, in great earnest. He said

at last, "Swami! I do not see any mango here!" Baba said,

"Boy! You can get it there! Try, reciting the Name of God! Kashte

phale" (Fulfilment only through tireless labour)!

 

 

 

So, my friend dug a

depth of a few more inches, saying aloud, "Sai Ram,” "Sai

Ram”. All of a sudden He was shocked into a strange terror when his

fingers touched something soft and cold! For, it was the burial ground; it

might well be a corpse! Seeing him, Baba (young Boy that He was) rolled on

the sand laughing loudly at his plight. We too laughed with Him. "My

dear fellow! It is not a dead body" said Baba, and asked me to go and

help my friend. "It is a fruit, a fruit,” He told us.

"Go and

see," He ordered me and so, I went and peeped into the hole. O, the

fragrance of ripe mango! Baba said, "He sees a corpse; you say it is

fragrant! Whose word is true? Dig a little more, and bring me what you

get!"

We made a wider hole

and dug a little deeper; we called out Sai Ram, often. We got a nice Mulgoa

mango, cold to the touch as if it had been taken out of a fridge just then.

We took it to Baba and asked, "Swami! How can this one fruit suffice

for five of us?" Swami had a knife in His hand (wherefrom it came, we

could not guess). He started slicing the fruit and distributing the pieces

to us, the taste was unimaginably sweet and lasting. Our stomachs soon

became overfull. "Enough, Baba! Enough!” we cried.

Swami said,

"There is half the fruit still with Me. Who will eat this?" We

prayed to be excused. "Impossible, Swami! We cannot eat any

more,” we swore. But, Baba did not yield. "Look here! The

cremation ground, the burial place is here. I shall call ghosts to

terrorise you. Eat, without protest,” He commanded. As the mother

feeds the child persuading it to swallow each morsel threatening it with `a

tiger' or `thief', Baba fed us the entire fruit that day!

Extracted from an article by P. Lakshmiah in Sanathana

Sarathi, May 1970

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My miracles are part of

unlimited powers of God and are in no sense the product of yogic powers

which are acquired. They are natural, uncontrived. There are no invisible

beings helping Me. My Divinity will bring the object in a moment. I am

everywhere. - Sri Sathya Sai

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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