He is Sathya, The Truth...Whatever comes out from Him is bound to be true...is bound to happen....be it a simple forewarning or a classy statement with a grand vision. Read on...an extract from Sanathana Sarathi, Aug/Sept 1972 by Pujari Lakshmaiah, Chennai.
Is it true? Can it be true? A boy calling himself Sai Baba! And consoling the dispirited, curing the ill, exorcising ghosts and teaching the old! I heard of this sixteen year old prodigy and entered Puttaparthi, with a woman, mad since two years, and her husband. That was in 1943.
At Bukkapatnam, people laughed at us; they thought all of us were mad to believe in the miraculous powers of that boy. Yet having come so far, we decided to complete the journey, instead of turning back. We engaged a bullock cart for twelve annas and came to the riverbed. I left them there and moved into the little haggard group of houses, along narrow tracks.
I peeped into a Brahmin house (Karnam Subbamma's house); the verandah was full of groundnut heaps. Inside I found a charming young boy, with a bright, intelligent face, talking with the labourers. I accosted him and asked, "I heard there is a boy in this village who has become Sai Baba; it seems he cures madness. Which is his house, can you tell me?"
The boy looked at me very lovingly and replied. "Poor fellow! The mad woman you brought with you is giving terrible trouble to her husband in the river! Go and take bath; and bring them also after their bath is over. I shall then show you the boy you are after." While returning from the river, the woman ran wildly hither and thither and it was a job to bring her to the Brahmin house. Sai Baba (for, it was none other than He) told me, "I'll call you one by one" and took me in, first. He created Vibhuti and applied it to my forehead. Then, He called in the couple. They had bought some bananas at Bukkapatnam for Sai Baba. He gave the woman to eat one banana out of the number. He also gave them both the materialised Vibhuti.
It was six in the evening, by then. Coming out on the road, the wife told her husband "Well; what about our meal? Get some rice from the shop; and ask for vessels. I shall cook food for us, pretty quick." The husband was overjoyed; her madness had gone!
But, Baba called us in and we sat with Him, for the night meal. Baba mixed all the items served by Subbamma into tolerably big balls, and He gave one for each of us. It was tasty beyond words!
That night, we slept in the verandah of that house. We were disturbed often, by the howling of packs of jackals, and the braying of donkeys. At about three, some woman shrieked, "I am dying"; she was stung by a scorpion! A few minutes later, some one cried, "Kill; Kill " and many ran in that direction. It was a cobra, this time.
Early morning, we touched Baba's feet and stood before Him. "No sleep? Too many snakes, in this place. This is a very holy place; but, under a curse! Sai will save it" He said and then added, "The Sai Pravesh (Advent) will make it the Prasanthi Pradesh (Region). Upon that hill, I shall have a grand Bhavan. By that time, hundreds, (why hundreds?) thousands, (why thousands?) lakhs, All India will be here. The whole world will come and wait for Sai Darshan." I said, on hearing this, "What? I cannot believe this will happen.” He laughed and said, "You will have to believe it when you will be standing at a great distance, trying to catch a glimpse of me!"
Now, in 1972, I stand at a great distance and yearn for Sai Darshan; I now believe in the Prophecy He made in 1943.
Krishna Chaitanya was once moving about, dancing and singing ecstatically, oblivious to everything, being immersed in the contemplation of the Lord. He entered Navadweep, where the leaders of the town joined him in his bhajan with equal ecstasy. A thief also joined this group. He had been a thief all his life and was an arrant liar. He joined in their dance and thought that as there were many rich men in the group, who were wholly lost in their singing and dancing, he could easily pick their pockets. While this was his intention, what happened was entirely different. The moment he joined the devout group, he forgot himself and began to sing and dance with the same fervour as the others. After the others had left, he sat apart for a while, watching Chaitanya. A small group of children were listening to Chaitanya's discourse. The thief ran towards Chaitanya and said: "Swami! You are giving advice to so many persons. Please impart some holy name to me." Chaitanya replied: "Tell me first of all who you are and what is your life story. I shall then give you a message." The man confessed "Swami! I am a thief. I have been leading the life of a thief and a liar. My name is Rama, People call me as Rama the Thief." Chaitanya said: "What a pity! I shall, however, give you a message. What will you give me as guru dakshina (offering to the teacher)?" The thief replied: "I shall give you a share in the booty I get from stealing." Chaitanya said: "I have no need of any such thing. Give me as your offering the promise that you will not commit theft in future." He replied: "Swami! I am prepared to offer you anything, but I cannot agree to give up stealing." Chaitanya then said: "If that is so, I shall impart the sacred name to you on one condition. Which ever place you may choose for thieving, you must recite the sacred name 108 times before you break into the place."
Chaitanya then drew the thief near to him. The thief's heart had considerably softened after listening to Chaitanya's words. "Sambhashanam Sankatanasanam" ("conversation with a holy person removes distress.") The thief was getting rid of fear. He neared Chaitanya, "Sparsanam Karma Vimochanam" (The touch of a holy person frees one from the effects of past deeds.) Chaitanya held the thief's head and whispered in his ear three times the mantra: "Om Namo Bhagavate Vaasudevaaya." The mere sight (darshanam) of Chaitanya destroyed the sins committed by the thief. His words dispelled the worry felt by the thief. The touch of the saint freed him from the bonds of past deeds.
Sinner turned saint
The thief went back with a purified heart. As he was leaving, he saw large numbers of people going to Chaitanya. Many rich persons were amongst them. The thief thought that this was a good opportunity for him to break into their houses. The richest man in the village had taken his wife and children to meet Chaitanya, leaving his house unguarded. The thief broke into the house and entered the safe room in which all valuables were kept. He saw gems of all kinds. He was resolved not to touch any of the valuables till he had completed recitation of the mantra given to him by Chaitanya. But, before he completed the mantra japa, the master of the house and others arrived there. The lady of the house, who had gone with all her jewels, wanted to replace them in the safe. She saw a stranger in the room engaged in deep meditation. She thought it must be some great sage who had come into the house in their absence and was meditating on God. She called her husband. The stranger continued to be immersed in meditation. He did not appear like a thief. They thought he must be some saintly person who had honoured their home by his visit. All of them began to offer worship to him and prostrate before him. They thought that in the wake of saint Chaitanya other saintly persons were also visiting their village.
Meanwhile, on the completion of the recitation of the mantra, the thief opened his eyes and found to his astonishment a large group of people standing reverently before him. The master of the house asked him: "Oh sir! Who are you? Where from have you come? We have been sanctified by your visit. Please take your food in our home and redeem our lives by doing us this honour."
A great change came over the thief. He thought: "If the mere recitation of the Lord's name can bring me so much honour and respect, although I had come here only to steal, how many greater things may be in store for me if I genuinely recite the Lord's name for its own sake? I may hope for the highest position by the grace of the Lord. "That very moment he decided to give up stealing. He prostrated before the master of the house and his wife and said: "Mother, Let me tell you the truth. I am a thief. Let me go to a forest. I shall spend the rest of my days contemplating on God and leading the life of a true ascetic."
Listening to his words of truth, the elders present were deeply moved and they arranged to carry him in a palanquin in procession round the village and to leave him in a forest as desired by him. Later, the man went to Chaitanya and reverently requested him to bless him so that he may become a real sage worthy of respect from the people.
extracted from Bhagawan's Divine Discourse at the Institute Auditorium, Prasanthi Nilayam
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