Our Beloved Sadguru Sainath, please accept our humble prayers on this Holy Day of Guruvaar. Baba, it is undeniable truth that You are our God, why do You deny this fact and saying that you are mere a servant of God, If Your eligibility is for a servant, then what about our eligibility, we are illegible to the eyes of the Lord, there is no place for us in His abode, there is no hope to reach Him in our life, Baba, please get back Your statement and declare that You are our One and Only God and You are our single source devotion as Guru, Guide and God. On this holy day we start our prayers by reading your divine guidance in Shri Sai Samartha Satcharitra.
May that be whatsoever. Once I was astounded to see Sai Samartha exercise his authority over the clouds and saw him praying to Indra6.
It was a very frightful time. The entire sky was black and overcast. Birds and beasts were frightened. A hurricane-like wind began to blow.
The sun set and it was evening. Suddenly the whirlwind arose. Strong gusty winds blew. There was an irritable commotion, accompanied by peals of thunder, crackling of lightening, shrieking winds and torrential rains.
It rained cats and dogs, hailstones noisily descended, the village folk and the cattle had a fearful anticipation and cried and bellowed, creating a loud commotion.
Destitute beggars came for shelter under the eaves of the Masjid and were joined by the cattle and the calves. The Masjid was crowded.
There was water in all the quarters. The hay was completely washed away. The harvest was totally wet in the threshing ground. People were struck aghast.
The whole village was frightened and worried. They came in and filled the courtyard of the Masjid and some stayed under the eaves. They put forth their grievance to Baba.
Shirdi abounded in temples of Jogai, Jakhai, Mariai, Shani, Shankar, Ambabai, Maruti, Khandoba, Mhalsai.
Yet, at any critical juncture, no one was of any service to the villagers except the one and only, prompt and quick Sai, who helped in all difficulties.
He did not need sacrifices of goats and cocks, nor offerings of money. All that he desired was true devotion to sweep away all difficulties.
Maharaj was greatly moved by seeing the panic of the people. He left his seat and came forward and stood near the plinth of the Masjid.
The sky was reverberating with the sound of thunder and the crackling lightening set the sky ablaze with light. In the midst of all this stood Sai Maharaj, shouting at the top of his voice.
Gods love their devotees and their Saints and Sages more than themselves. Gods heed their words and take human birth for their sake.
Gods have to espouse the cause of the devotees on hearing their appeals. They uphold all requests as soon as they are made, recalling the faith of the devotees.
Loud bawls followed one after another, resounding in the sky. The Masjid seemed to shake. Everyone was deafened.
The Masjid and the temples resounded with that earth-shaking voice. Then the clouds stopped their own thunder and even the rains stopped pouring.
Baba’s loud bawling was so profuse that the whole courtyard full of people got rooted to the spot, whispering amongst itself.
Baba’s skill and powers were inconceivable. It had an effect on the rains. The wind also was immediately controlled and the darkness caused by the fog was dissipated.
Slowly, slowly the rain decreased. The wind also lessened. The constellations became visible. The darkness was dispelled by that time.
Later the rains completely stopped. The galing winds quietened. The moon appeared in the sky. Everyone was cheered.
Indra melted at the plight and upheld the words of the Saint. The clouds were dispersed in all directions. The whirlwind calmed down.
The rains totally abated. The wind blew gently. The sound of thunder subsided. The birds and beasts regained their courage.
Leaving the shelter of the eaves, the cattle and calves came out and roamed again without fear. The birds also flew into the sky.
Having earlier experienced the terryfying incident, all the people returned to their homes after expressing their gratitude to Baba. The cattle also peacefully dispersed.
Such was Sai, the embodiment of mercy! He had great love for the devotees. His concern was like that of a mother for the children. How can I describe that loving nature!
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 11, Ovi 114 – 139)