GURUVAAR PRARTHNA – 20/04/2017
Our Beloved Sadguru Sainath, please accept our humble prayers on this Holy Day of Guruvaar. Baba,no matter how painful and depressing it may be, help us to stop existing and start living, no matter how much we are regretting for the bad choices we made, help us to stop existing and start living, no matter how much we were violated and abused, help us to stop existing and start living, no matter how much we were betrayed and bruised by people we loved and trusted, help us to stop existing and start living, no matter how much we were limping and crawling in our struggles, help us to stop existing and start living and no matter how lonely and sad we may be, help us to stop existing and start living. On this holy day, we start our prayers by reading Your divine guidance from Shri Sai Samartha Satcharitra.
‘O, Baba! What have I done? How have I drawn this burden upon me? My own actions have brought these fruits. I have understood this fully.
I left the Chavadi in the hope of finding a better place. Therefore, you have taught me a lesson. So be it. Now take me out of this predicament and see that I reach Shirdi’.
Thus he got himself ready and Amir left in the night itself, leaving the corpse behind in the dharamshala.
“ Baba, Baba ”, he said, “Please pardon me. Have mercy. ” He walked petitioning all the way till he reached the Chavadi. He then got relief.
In this way, Amir learnt a lesson and took an oath to behave himself. Later, Amir behaved well and gave up the wrong and crooked path.
So be it. His faith bore fruit and he was cured of his rheumatism. Now listen to what incident took place later on.
The Chavadi was divided into three parts. Baba’s corner was in the south east. He slept in a place covered on all four sides by wooden planks.
Lamps burnt there the whole night. He slept always in the light, throughout the night. Fakirs and others used to sit outside, where it would be dark.
Amir was one of them. Around him there were other people, who also lay down there. There were so many, like these.
There, behind Baba’s living quarters, was a store-room in which a devotee called Abdul, a very detached person, lived. He was always ready to serve Baba.
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