Month: November 2015




Man will be grateful when he will realise my empire and that I am the whole and sole controller or holder of the reins.” – Shri Sai Samartha Satcharita, Ch. 8, Ovi 62.

When the Kurukshetra war was over, pride entered the heart of Arjuna. He even thought that he was so great that Krishna had become his charioteer.

Arjuna felt that as a master, he must get down from the chariot only after the charioteer had done so. He insisted that Krishna must get down first. Krishna was adamant.

Finally, Arjuna had to yield. Swallowing his pride, he got out of the chariot with great reluctance.

Now it was Krishna’s turn. As soon as He stepped down, the chariot went up in flames.

Arjuna was humbled as he realized that the deadly arrows and missiles that had struck the chariot were powerless so long as Krishna was in it. As soon as He left it, they had their natural effect and the chariot was reduced to ashes.

In everything that the Lord permits to happen, is a meaning of His mercy. We must not question; we must not argue. We must only obey, accept and rejoice!



Baba’s Leelas before 1918 – Bhishma’s Letter


Baba’s Leelas before 1918 – Bhishma’s Letter

The following excerpts are from a letter sent on 11-7-1921 by Vedshastri Krishnashastri Bhishma, the writer of most of the verses from Sri Sadguru Sainath Sagunopasana.

My experiences with Maharaj are well-known to those around me. So, there is nothing special in this letter. If devotees already know or have read these experiences, please do not publish them.

Sainath Maharaj had an extraordinary perception. Though I am writing this in the past tense, it is only with reference to the mortal body. For me, Sainath is immortal and will always be, since Maharaj is constantly giving me visions and is guiding me to do things He wishes, what I say cannot be false.

One evening we were sitting with Sainath and also did the last Aarati, the Shejarati. But, when we went to visit Him the next day, Sai said, ‘‘Yesterday evening I had gone for a walk.’’ We could not believe this as He was with us all evening till the Shejarati. But, a few minutes later a man from a village south of Shirdi came and mentioned, ‘‘Yesterday evening Sai Maharaj was in our village.’’ We then understood that Sai had extraordinary powers and so could be in both places at the same time.

Once, when all the people in Balwantrao Khaparde’s house were asleep, Sai came in his dream, dined with him, ate a paan sitting on the swing and then left. At that moment Balwantrao woke up. When he narrated this dream to me in the morning, I said, ‘‘without telling this dream to anyone go to Sainath Maharaj. If Sai has given you this vision, He will give you some indication. If it is an ordinary dream, Sai won’t say a word.’’ Balwantrao went to meet Sai and was amazed when Sai said, ‘‘you gave me dinner yesterday; but you did not give any Dakshina.’’ Balwantrao was stunned; but he immediately asked, how much he should give and back came the reply, ‘‘Rs. 25/-’’. All these are the facets of extraordinary perception at play. Some may think, these stories are false; but in his book ‘Srimadbhagwatarth Darshan’ Mr. Yeshwant Vyankatesh Kolhatkar, B. A., L.L. B., proves that the Atma or soul is immortal and can perform many miracles. Then, how could it be impossible for Baba to give Darshan while awake or in a dream? ‘‘Jaagat Rama, Sovat Rama, Sapnon mein dekho Rama hi Rama,’’ said Sant Eknath and accordingly Sainath gives Darshan whenever He wills. In

Chapter VIII, Vol. III, Verse 4, from the Chhandogya Upanishad it is said that ‘‘Sometimes this blissful soul leaves the body and attains self-realization and oneness with the Supreme Light; but the soul does not need to leave the body unconscious.’’ Maharaj was in complete control of His senses and desires and remained perpetually calm.

While going from His sleeping area towards the Masjid with His staff in hand, Baba used to hurl abuses. At such a time nobody had the courage to face Him. But, whenever He uttered these expletives at the top of His voice, people could hear the softly uttered words ‘‘Allah tera bhala karega’’. Which man could give blessings while in a fit of rage? That is why, in my opinion Baba’s anger was just a show, but His conscience was kind and calm.

In verse 4274 of Tukaram’s Gatha it is said that God Himself bears the troubles of His devotees and is always close to them. One day, all of us were seated next to Maharaj, when it was time for the noon Aarati. According to the custom in those days Bapusaheb prepared the Aarati. But, suddenly, without any provocation, Maharaj donned the Narsimha Avatar. He threw away the Aarati and the Prasad, drove all the people out by hitting at them with His staff. He Himself left His seat and sat down in the Veranda. The Aarati could not take place. By 3 p.m. all the devotees were hungry. Some suggested that the Aarati should be done to the throne. But, Dadasaheb Khaparde did not agree and said that the Aarati should be done to Baba only, but at the hands of Vaghya and not Bapusaheb. Accordingly the Aarati was given to Vaghya. But, suddenly Baba returned to His throne and the Aarati was done. But, nobody understood the reason for Baba’s anger.

The next day a lawyer from Kopargaon arrived. He said, ‘‘there was a criminal case against one of Baba’s devotee. The court had sentenced him when I reached there. I took the case and appealed. Surprisingly the court inquired me about the defendant’s conduct. When I vouched for his good behavior and his being innocent, the court acquitted him. To ask Baba, how this miracle took place, I came to Shirdi for Baba’s Darshan. That devotee told me about the eminent Sai and said he was acquitted due to Baba’s blessings.” As said in Sant Dnyaneshwar’s Aarati it is an open secret that the universe is Brahma. Sai behaved accordingly.

There was a well-worn piece of sack-cloth which Baba used as a seat and loved it immensely. Once, when Baba was away, a devotee threw the sack-cloth away and kept a silk cushion in its place. When Baba returned He started fuming and abusing as soon as He saw the new cushion. He threw it and scattered the Dhuni. He calmed down only when His old torn piece of sacking was restored.

One day people asked me to replace the old sacking with a new one; but I waited till everybody stood for Aarati and then asked Baba in sign language if I could change the sack-cloth. He signalled in agreement. I immediately told Dadasaheb and bought a new sack and replaced the old one, which was discarded. After the Aarati, Baba sat down quietly. Devotees served Him. Then He gave His ‘Chillum’ to me and asked for five Laddoos which I promised. I kept worrying as to how I would be able to make Laddoos without anybody’s help in this unfamiliar place. If I took somebody’s help Baba would immediately know. Why did He ask specifically for five Laddoos and not just Laddoos? I spent the day mulling over it and went to sleep with the same thought in mind. But, soon I woke up with an inspiration to write a verse which I immediately penned. In the morning, when I was writing the next stanza, Mr. Dixit, who was on his way to Baba, stopped by and saw my poem. Later I took my bath and went for Darshan. As soon as He saw me Baba asked for the Laddoos. I did not say anything; but Dixit said, ‘‘The Laddoos are getting ready”. Baba was pacified. The next day I finished writing five stanzas and offered them to Baba. (I had tried to write more than five; but try as I may, I could not write beyond the five already written and so left it at that.) When Baba saw them, He asked me to read them out and while I was reading, blessed me by putting His hand on my head. It is impossible to narrate my state of bliss at that time. After that I read to Him every poem I wrote and this collection ultimately became the book ‘Sainath Sagunopasana’ which I offered at His feet. The proceeds of the book were given for the protection of cows. The copies of this book must still be there.

‘‘Dhiro na shochati,’’ says the Kathopanishad. Self-realized brave people never grieve and even if they feel sad, they do not need other people’s advice to restore their good cheer; they themselves get rid of it.

Megha, a Gujarati was Maharaj’s loving devotee. He slogged to serve Baba. He was serving Baba at his master’s instance; but one day it crossed his mind ‘Why should I bathe a Muslim?’ And so one day he left Shirdi for his native place, where he fell ill. When he recovered, he went to visit the Shiva temple; but instead of a Shivalingam he saw Sai Maharaj. He promptly returned to Shirdi. To remove the evil thoughts from his body he was asked to chant the Gayatri Mantra a certain number of times. On completion Baba blessed him. When Megha passed away, Baba Himself came and touching his entire body with His hands, cried bitterly for five minutes. Then consoling Himself, ‘How much will you cry?’ He calmed down (as per the teaching of the Kathopanishad – ‘‘Dhiro na shochati’’) and gave permission for the final rites.

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Experiences of Sai Maharaj – Experiences recorded by late Hon. Hari Sitaram Dixit – Part 3


Experiences of Sai Maharaj

Experiences recorded by late Hon. Hari Sitaram Dixit – Part 3


Sai Maharaj took Samadhi on Tuesday, the 15th of October 1918, in the late afternoon. That night, Laxman Bhat dreamt of Baba Who said, ‘Bapusaheb Jog will not come to perform the Kakad Aarati as he thinks I am dead. But, I am alive. You should come and perform the Kakad Aarati.’ As per Baba’s orders Laxman Bhat went early in the morning to the Masjid where the body was kept and performed the Kakad Aarati. Many people thought, they saw Baba’s hand moving whilst the

Aarati was being performed.

The Madhyanha Aarati was again performed at the Masjid. On the following day (16th), the body was brought to Butti’s Wada and the Shejarati was performed there at night. Since then Kakad Aarati, Madhyanha Aarati, Dhooparati and Shejarati are regularly performed in the Wada (which is now the Samadhi Mandir) and the ritual continues till today.


2-3 days after Baba took Samadhi, He came in the dream of the sister-in-law of Moreshwarrao Pradhan of Santacruz and said, ‘‘You have a yellow Pitamber in your trunk. Send it to be placed on my Samadhi.”

The lady had kept this Pitamber aside many years ago and had forgotten all about it.

She told Moreshwarrao about her dream and immediately gave him the yellow Pitamber to be sent to Shirdi. It is in Shirdi now and is sometimes put on the Samadhi.

(14) ‘TODAY IS THE 30TH DAY!’…

One day, at dawn, Baba went to Kaka Mahajani in his dream and said, ‘Why are you sleeping? Get up! Today is the 30th day of my passing. Observe it!’

When Kaka Mahajani woke up, he thought the 30th day must have already passed; but when he counted the days, he realised that it was indeed the 30th day.

He called a Brahmin and performed an Abhishek to Sai’s Padukas, called some people for lunch and observed the first month of Baba’s Samadhi. After that he observed the day of Baba’s Samadhi every month.


The day Baba left His mortal body, my nephew Madhav, who lived in Villeparle, Mumbai, dreamt that a great Yogi took Samadhi in Nasik. Similarly in the house of a North Indian astrologer, named Hanuman Prasad in Mumbai, Baba’s portrait suddenly began to shake. In the same way Baba informed all His great devotees about His taking Samadhi in some way or other.


Just before leaving His body Baba uttered the words ‘Take me to the Wada!’

After He left His mortal coil, people started discussing as to where the body should be kept. Taking His last words as a hint, some people said, the Samadhi should be built in Butti’s Wada. Others said that, instead of building it in an open place. After fighting for a day, it was ultimately decided to be kept in Butti’s Wada and so it happened.

Initially this Wada or mansion was built by Bapusaheb Butti as a private residence. After a part of it was built in 1916, Baba felt ill and Nanasaheb Chandorkar was inspired that, it should not be just be a private mansion, but there should be a temple in it. When Baba was consulted about it, He gave consent for a temple to be built. So, it was decided that, the central part would be a temple and the rest residential. Craftsmen from Nagpur were called to build the temple. But, due to some reason they had to return and the temple remained unfinished till Baba’s passing away and the Samadhi could be built in that area. Of course, it is now Baba’s temple and His words ‘This is our place and we shall all live here’ which He said time and again had come true.

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Experiences of Sai Maharaj – Experiences recorded by late Hon. Hari Sitaram Dixit – Part 2

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Experiences of Sai Maharaj

Experiences recorded by late Hon. Hari Sitaram Dixit – Part 2



When Sakharam Hari Jog alias Bapusaheb’s mother passed away, he decided to go to Nasik for the funeral rites and asked for Baba’s permission to leave. But, Baba kept delaying the permission day by day. Ultimately Bapusaheb said that there was no Brahmin from his branch in Shirdi and he had to go to Nasik that day. Baba said, “Let’s see in the afternoon.” Hardly had Baba uttered these words, a highly educated Brahmin from Jog’s branch arrived. Now, there was no reason to go to Nasik and all the funeral rites were completed in Shirdi only. The last time Bapusaheb Jog asked for permission to go to Nasik. I was present. I had said, ‘‘Baba! Let three of us go – we will leave Bapusaheb in Nasik and then proceed to Mumbai.” Upon this, Baba had commented, “I am not one to leave anyone.”



Once, one of my friends came for Sai’s Darshan and started pressing Baba’s feet while he sat there. Suddenly, Baba said, “Don’t press my feet; move aside.” The gentleman complied. After sometime his eyes were seen to be filled with tears. Sometime later he started pressing Baba’s feet once again. Sai did not say anything.

Later, when my friend returned to the Wada, he said, ‘‘when I first started pressing Baba’s feet, an unpleasant thought occurred in my mind. Immediately Baba told me to move aside. I felt extremely ashamed and sorry. I mentally asked Baba to forgive me. Afterwards, when I started pressing Baba’s feet once again, He did not stop me.”

Baba’s devotees always had such experiences. Truly, Baba’s ways of teaching were beyond description.



One morning, when I went for Baba’s Darshan, He was standing near the Dhuni. As soon as I touched His Feet He said, ‘‘why are you worried? I take care of everyone.” I folded my hands in a Namaste and said, ‘‘Truly, You worry for everyone.” Since we experienced his caring for all, I agreed whole heartedly. Yet, I did not understand, why He uttered those words at that time. The matter was cleared, when I returned to Mumbai. When Baba had spoken those words, my little daughter was playing in the living room. While playing, she tried to climb up on the cupboard in the corner; but it came crashing down on her. She fell down and it landed on top of her. There were some glass and metal toys on top of the cupboard; but as though the great care-taker Baba had put the toys aside, the little girl was not hurt, except for a broken bangle which grazed her hand.

Another time, when this girl was five years old, she went to the toilet at night. There was a huge snake inside; but the servant accompanying her, happened to see it, before she did and quickly took her away.



Uddhavesh Buva of Dahanu once went to Dwarka on a pilgrimage. His entire entourage went from Mumbai by ship. The tickets were with Buva. The tickets were in two parts – one for the ferry that carried them from the coast to the ship and one for the ship itself. Uddhavesh Buva separated the two parts and kept the ferry tickets in his pocket and the ship tickets in his wallet.

While he was on the ship, he had to remove his wallet for some reason. He happened to be standing next to the railing at that time. Somehow his wallet fell overboard and everything in the wallet, including his money and the tickets became an offering for the sea.

While getting off the ship one had to give the tickets to the ticket-collector.

Buva narrated the entire story to the ticket-collector and as proof showed him the ferry tickets; whereupon he was satisfied and he let them go.

In Dwarka, they had to pay taxes for bathing in the Gomati, touching the feet of God and to do a Puma. Since Buva had no money left and he did not believe in asking anyone; but Baba for help, he wrote a letter to Shirdi.

The day he posted the letter to Shirdi, a wealthy man from Dahanu dreamt of Baba who asked him to immediately give money to Buva who had lost all his money at sea. The gentleman immediately sent an insured money order of Rs. 50/- to Buva and also wrote a note narrating the dream with it.



When Shankarrao Kshirsagar Mamlatdar came for Baba’s Darshan, Baba asked for Dakshina. He gave all the money in his pocket to Baba. After he returned to the Wada, someone asked him, ‘‘Where is the money for your return journey?”

Shankarrao said, ‘‘Baba will provide.”

That evening, the post-master of Rahata came to Shirdi along with a guest. This fellow happened to have borrowed Rs. 20/- from Shankarrao some years ago. He returned the amount without being asked for it. Thus Shankarrao was provided with all, he needed for his return journey.

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Experiences of Sai Maharaj – Experiences recorded by late Hon. Hari Sitaram Dixit – Part 1

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Experiences of Sai Maharaj

Experiences recorded by late Hon. Hari Sitaram Dixit – Part 1


The Buva from Haridwar always sat near the column opposite Shri Sai Baba during the morning Baithak. Once, the Buva was late, and a little girl sat in his place. She did not get up when the Buva arrived. So, he asked her to get up and took his usual place. After five minutes, Sai Maharaj said, ‘‘Go and sit in the Sabha Mandap downstairs.” He left; but came back after some time and tried to take his seat. Maharaj told him to go down once again. Buva understood that this was a lesson for making the little girl get up.


Once, I left Nagpur and reached Shirdi at the beginning of Navratri. I stayed on till Dassera. Many devotees had brought various types of fruits and Mithai according to their choice for Baba. I did not have any fruits with me. My Pooja was simple as usual. I felt sad and felt that, it would have been better, if there were some fruits in my Pooja Thali. A little while later, Sai Maharaj distributed some grapes to all. He gave some to me; but did not keep anything for Himself. When I saw this, I felt, I should give Him some and did so. Sai Maharaj accepted the grapes and ate them, fulfilling my desire of Dassera Pooja, and I felt happy once again.


A friend of mine from Bandra was worshipping Baba’s portrait. There were some flowers in his Pooja Thali, amongst which a big Mogra’ flower stood out. He felt like offering this flower to Sai; but since it was big, it would not have stuck to the picture with sandalwood paste (Gandha). It then struck him that; Baba always smelt a flower by taking it close to His nose. So, he took the flower to Baba’s nose in the picture. He had planned to touch the picture and put it down; but surprisingly it stuck and stayed there till evening!


There was a Brahmin called Babu Khirvandikar in Shirdi. His three year old daughter Shanti fell in the well behind Sathe’s Wada and remained there. Later, she was saved and pulled out of the well. She said Sai had caught her while falling and held her midway. She called herself Sai’s sister and Sai Maharaj always held affection for her.


Shri Chidambar Keshav Gadgil was a devotee of Sai Maharaj. He was a government servant. For some time he was the secretary to the collector. Later he became the Mamletdar (district revenue officer) at Sinnar. He often came to Shirdi for Sai Darshan. When he was transferred to a far off place, he was asked to join immediately and so had no time to go to Shirdi and take Baba’s Darshan. His train went via Kopargaon; but he had to go on and so kept feeling sorry for not being able to visit Baba. While the train was moving, a small packet of paper came through the window and fell on him. He opened it and found an Udi–like powder which he kept carefully. Later, when he visited Baba, Sai Maharaj asked him, “You could not come; so I sent you some Udi, you got it didn’t you?” Gadgil was overwhelmed. Later, he put that Udi in a talisman and wore it all his life.


I had to go to Indore for some work. Since I was passing through Manmad, I decided to visit Sadguru Sai Baba in Shirdi and then proceed. My friends dissuaded me from going to Shirdi. They said, ‘‘Baba will not leave you on time.” I said, “I have two more days in hand to reach Indore and my mind is bent on visiting Baba in Shirdi.” I went to Shirdi as planned. As soon as I went for Darshan in the Masjid, Baba inquired, when I would be leaving. I said, ‘‘If You want me to leave today, I shall go; but I have two days in hand.” “Okay, stay for two days and then go,” He said. Accordingly I stayed for two days and then left for Indore. My wish was fulfilled and my friends’ fears were meaningless.

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Thrilling Miracle of Baba – Dead came back to life in 1944

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Thrilling Miracle of Baba –

Dead came back to life in 1944 by Dr. P. S. Ramasami

“When truth is stranger than fiction” – The Upanishads

Yes, I saw Him, The re-incarnation of Baba (Twenty-six years after His Mahasamadhi) – This occurred in March, 1944 at Vizianagaram, A.P, 26 years after Baba attained Maha Samadhi

in October, 1918.

Mukam karothi uachalam Mrutha mujj’wa yatyapi – The Upanishads

Behold, it came to pass that the dumb spoke and the dead came back to life. – The Bible

Yes, there He stood at the gate, with His serene indulgent face and benevolent eyes, clothed in ‘Kupni’ with the cloth over the head falling loosely over the shoulders, the ‘Biksha Patra’ held in the right hand with the left folded and resting over the right shoulder exactly as in the portrait facing P112 of the Satcharita (Eng. edn. by Sri N.V. Gunaji). I was stunned with amazement. It was INCREDIBLE.

Only a moment before, in my frenzied despair at the passing away of my first-born son aged 10 years, I had denied him His Divinity and His omnipresence testified again and again by His devotees experiences both before and after His ‘Mahasamadhi. I had declared Him to be a false deity and beseeched my wife to throw His portrait on the dung hill. But here He stood to prove the TRUTH OF HIS ETERNAL EXISTENCE.

You see, the medicine I poured into the mouth of my semiconscious son remained there. I shouted to him to swallow it, but the mouth remained open. I became frantic and tried to close it. No, the jaws had become rigid. I checked the pulse. It too had stopped. It was then that I called out my wife from the kitchen and spoke those blasphemous words. She just sat by the bed, head bent and tears trickling down, as much hurt by my profanity, no doubt, as by the bereavement.

I had come to the end of my tether spiritually; I was not myself for once. Thus I had the brutal impudence to ask my grieving wife whether she had cooked, adding, ‘He has anyway gone. I don’t want to die, too. I shall go and eat.”

Imagine the father, however forlorn, to be so devoid of all feelings as to put such an inhuman question to the mother just bereaved. There is no limit to which human nature can sink through, thank God; it can also soar to Elysian heights. Here I must say that my wife’s faith, unlike mine, has throughout been un-flickering, standing ‘four-square to all the winds that blow’. Whenever my mind harks back to that scene, I cannot help wondering how I escaped her righteous indignation for my frenzied outburst. Where else, except in this land hallowed by Sita, Savithri, Damayanthi and Mandodhari, Nalaayini and Renuka Devi, can one meet with such phenomenal forbearance and fortitude?

It is not far-fetched to say that it is for such paragons of virtue that the Sun shines, it rains, and Mother Earth continues to yield her bounty. It has been said that ‘the greatness of a man does not consist in never falling but rising every time he falls’. Indeed, it is by the magnetic charm of their devotion that ‘homo sapiens’ is not completely debased. In her own gentle manner, she said. ‘I just finished cooking for the children. Pray, serve yourself once”, and lapsed into, what I know now in retrospect to have been, prayer to Baba.

You see, there were four younger children, two of them twins hardly six months old. But my mind and heart had become dry, no thought or feeling for any one, not even Baba! So I betook myself to the kitchen to eat! I sat with a Thali before me and mechanically served myself some rice. Before I could bring myself to eat, while sitting and staring at the rice vacantly, I became schizophrenic, as it were, one part of me questioning the other, “Look, what are you trying to do? There lies your first-born son dead and you are going to gorge yourself”.

This shocked me into realizing how perfectly horrid of me it was. I turned to look in the direction of the bed in the front room which was in line with the kitchen. It was then that my eyes beheld the wonderful form of Baba. Was it a mere vision, a figment of my imagination? I shouted to my wife with head still bent, “Kamu, look out and see who has come”. Reacting to the frantic urgency in my voice, she looked up and glanced at the gate. At once, as if touched by a live wire, she sprang up; and, as if that was the consummation, she was devoutly praying for she exclaimed “Amma Nayana/ Baba Vachcheru!” (Oh! at long last Baba has come!).

Actually, neither of us had seen the Satcharita portrait of Baba by then. Our puja portrait showed Him sitting crossed. However, in His inscrutable Wisdom, He had led us into buying at a ‘mela’ a few months earlier, a wood-cut portraying Him in five different poses, including this one, we were able to recognize Him at once.

Now I felt sure it was Him. I was back in my senses. My heart was full of gratitude to Him for coming in the nick of time, and saving the situation. Else, in my forsaken condition, with no thought of Him or for my son, I might have polluted the food before me. In this new found happiness, I reverentially took the thali up to Him and put the rice in the lifted ‘biksha- paatra’, He received it with His beatific face and went away. No word was spoken. Indeed, there was no need for any. My heart was too full for it, too. There was ‘peace that passed understanding’.

As I stepped into the house, my son opened his eyes and said “Father, I am thirsty. Give me some water.”

The humanly impossible had come to pass!

Glory be to Shri Shirdi Sai – Grace be to all


(Source: Sai Leelas)

Blessed Devotee who Experienced Baba’s Miracle before 1918

Blessed Devotee who Experienced Baba’s Miracle before 1918

Have you come safe and well guarded

In the early days, the Bhills often waylaid the trains.

In 1914, Ganpath D. Kadam and his family were trav­elling by train to Shirdi. Just after they passed Nasik, a gang of Bhills jumped into their compartment, with the intent to attack and rob the passengers.

At that time, Kadam was reading a book of holy songs. The gang stood by his side for five minutes or so. Thinking that they were interested in the book, Kadam started read­ing it loudly. After a while the Bhills left one by one. Kadam looked up from his book and saw a Fakir seated opposite him. When he looked again, the Fakir had disappeared just as the Bhills left.

When Kadam reached Shirdi, Baba said, “Well, have you come safe and well guarded?”

Kadam at once fell at Baba’s feet and thanked Him for guarding him and his family. He also realized that the Bhills took to their heels fearing the Fakir


Leela- 26 in Ambrosia in Shirdi – Part-I

(Baba’s Leelas before 1918)





Jog had lent Rs.1,400/- to an Aurangabad man. When the limitation term was approaching,

Jog to Baba: Baba, give me leave to go to Aurangabad.

Baba: The debtor himseld will come here. Then ask him.

Jog, flaring up: Am I to lose Rs. 2 to 3 thousand? I will not do your Pooja and Arati from tomorrow. Without money, how can I get on here?

Baba: Where will your money go? Sit at home it will come.

Jog: I cannot listen to you. Will he come of his own accord? Even when I went to him, he did not pay. Unless a suit is filed, he will not pay.

Baba: Let it rest.

Jog gave up hopes of recovery of the amount. At last the debtor came, long after limitation time, and offered only Rs.1,400/- the principal. Jog would not agree.

Baba: Jog take it and give him release.

Then Jog took it and placed it before Baba.

Baba took a part and gave the rest to Jog.


(Baba’s Charters and Sayings, No. 378)


Guruvaar Prarthna

Guruvaar Prarthna

Our Beloved Sadguru Sainath, please accept our humble prayers on this Holy Day of Guruvaar. Baba, in this world, like honeybee we come to sip honey, but we have got stuck, we come to catch, instead we got caught, we come to rule, but we are being ruled, we need to grow in the spirit of detachment, but our life revolving on attachments. Since long, we are on look out to Your mercy to ward-off all difficulties, but the day of dawn is not at our sight. Baba, please take pity on us and shower your blessings on us. On this holy day we start our prayers by reading your divine guidance in Shri Sai Samartha Satcharitra.

Every day the sun rises and the sun sets. Thus the years roll on. Half of life is spent in sleep and the remaining is not enjoyed peacefully.

In the childhood a person is engrossed in play; in youth in wooing women; in the later days old age enfeebles the body and one is always suffering from infirmities.

To be born and to grow strong in body; to breathe and to have a prolonged life; is this the only purpose of living?

The goal of human life is only to reach God; otherwise what is the difference between humans and animals, such as a dog or a pig or others?

The dogs too eat and survive and procreate abundantly, then what is the greatness of a human being, if both lead a similar life?

To eat and be merry, copulate – if these are the only ways of using the human body and only this is the goal of life, then that human life is meaningless.

If the whole life is spent in these four ways i.e. eating, sleeping, being constantly afraid and indulging in sex, then what would be the difference between the human and the animal? Oh, you decide, using discretion.

If this is the only fulfilment of a human body, then the life of a tree would not be less valuable. Even the bellows breathe and dogs maintain their body.

That man is independent, he is without fear, he is free and eternal – if this awareness is present, then it can be said that life is fulfilled.

That person is said to be knowledgeable who knows from where he has come, who he is and what is the purpose of human life and what is his mission. Without this knowledge everything else is futile.

Just as the wick of an oil lamp1 is the same at the beginning and the end, but flickers and changes at every moment, similar is the state of the human body.

Childhood, youth and old age are the stages through which everybody goes; but how naturally they come and go is not understood by anybody.

What is seen is destroyed the same moment. There are such innumerable stages, but seemingly they look one. Similarly, the body which is perceivable at one moment will not be the same the next moment.

The body is evil (horrifying). It holds dirt, excreta, gases, pus, saliva etc.; and, besides, death is hovering about every moment.

The human body is the home of germs and viruses, harbours various diseases, not long-lasting and ends within a short period.

It is an accumulation of flesh and muscles, the cage or skeleton of bones and skin; a carrier of the muck of foulsmelling urine and what is vomitted (mucous and phlegm) – actually it is an obstacle to the soul.

Skin, flesh, blood and muscles, fat, bone-marrow, veins, bones and gases – all go to make this body impure and its existence of a short duration.

Although so sinful, perishable and short-lived is the human body, it is only through this that the abode of purity of God can be reached.

The cycle of birth and death is continuous. Even the very idea of death is extremely horrifying. This life will pass away without any inkling.

Who has kept a count, day and night, of those who are born and who die! Those born with a boon of Markandya3 also cannot escape destiny.

In case of such short-lived human life, the time which is spent in reading the scriptures and listening to the stories of God is fruitful, while the time spent otherwise is a waste.

I bow down to Sree Ganesh

I bow down to Sree Saraswati

I bow down to the Guru

I bow down to the Family Deity

I bow down to Sree Sita-Ramachandra

I bow down to Sree Sadguru Sainath.

Sarveshaam Svaastir Bhavatu

Sarveshaam Shaantir Bhavatu

Sarveshaam Poornam Bhavatu

Sarveshaam Mangalam Bhavatu

Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanteeh

-(from Shri Sai Samartha Satchrita, Chapter 8, Ovi 7 – 27)


​Baba Saves from a Train Accident

Baba Saves from a Train Accident

Among those, who visited Shirdi in company with Das Ganu for Ramnavami Utsav (1924), there was a resident of the Mughal City of Mukhed, by name Shri Baba Ramchandra Pathewar with his wife Sow. Krishnabai. This gentleman (Pathewar) was one of the bhaktas, who often went to Shirdi. When the function was over, that gentleman and his wife and Damooanna, a disciple of Das Ganu started from Shirdi for Bombay (via Manmad). They took the passenger train at Manmad at 3 a. m. and reached Thane at 11 a.m. (i.e. the next day).

On account of the scorching heat of the sun, Krishnabai felt very thirsty. As the train stopped at Thane for some time, she got down from her carriage with a vessel to take drinking water from the tap. She and two others had their carriage at the end of the train and the tap was far away near the engine. So she went there. On account of the crowd around the tap, she had to wait for long. Her husband (Baba R. P.) seeing that she had not returned for a long time got down and went towards the tap. Since it was time for the train to start and as these two had not returned, Damooanna also got down and started to go to the tap, but before he could reach the tap, the guard blew the whistle. Therefore Damooanna cried out to both of them, “Get into whatever carriage you can” and he himself got into another carriage. The train was beginning to move. With great haste, Baba R. P. got into a carriage. But Krishnabai had the vessel in her hand and the train was going at its own ordinary speed. So when she tried to get in, her foot slipped and she fell down between the platform and the train. Her husband and Damooanna were trying to see if she got into the train. When they saw her falling, they jumped on to the platform and cried out, ‘Lady fallen, lady fallen’. Then to stop the train the red flag was shown. Damooanna and Pathewar’s throat went dry out of fear. They feared that Krishnabai’s body would have been smashed beyond recognition. The train stopped and the people began to look below the carriages.

Meanwhile Krishnabai was seen between the carriage and the platform, trying to stand up. Damooanna ran up and extended his hand to raise her up. People gathered and asked. “What has happened, what has happened?” but the lady was calm and not frightened at all. She said calmly, “Nothing has happened to me; sit in the carriage”. Then all went up and got into the carriage. Krishnabai explained, “As soon as my foot slipped, I could not think what would happen; so I naturally thought of Sai Baba. Immediately Sai Baba appeared and he with his hand pressed me below the platform and he stood beside me”. Five or six carriages passed and then the train stopped. Having seen Baba, she had no further fear. She continued to see Baba near her till she climbed up the platform. Krishnabai had only one abrasion, a slight scratch near her elbow and nothing else. Though Baba is not in flesh (1924), still he attends fully to his devotees and in times of trouble appears for their benefit and protects them. The above is an excellent instance; and if any one places full faith in Baba, he will get his grace.

Extracts From Shri H. S. Dixit’s Diary

Saileela – April 1978.