Sai Sister Neha Ji from India says: Dear Readers, Please bear with me as the experience I have to share is quite long, but I am sure it would touch your heart and make you feel that Baba is with us always. Please do not disclose my mail id.
This is the incidence that took place when I was in 10th standard (i.e. 16yrs old). I was weak in Mathematics. Although I had my regular tuition classes, my dad had asked one of his friends, who ran a tuition class, if he could send any teacher, who could personally teach me Math. Thus he sent to our place a teacher, who had newly joined their classes, to teach me.
This teacher was a Civil Engineer as told by him. He had a very good command on Math. He had his little on story of coming to Surat (Gujarat) which goes like this.
He was from Hyderabad. His elder brother had ditched him and taken away all his part of property. Thus he left the place and came here. His looks - He was dark, used to wear torn cloths, spectacles, slippers on feet and means of transport- a bicycle. Routine - Everyday my mother would give him breakfast. At times, she would also give few rupees. Help - Once he had some health issues, blood in his urine. My dad being a doctor treated him and gave him medicines. He was alright in few days. The final day - He had taught me just for few weeks. One fine morning, he came and told us that he would discontinue coming here as he was leaving Surat and going and that he doesn’t know if he would ever return. He said he had just come to meet us for the last time.
There were tears rolling down his dark cheeks. I was numb as I didn’t expect this. Then a shrill voice came to my ear saying thus, “Dear you are the only one who has respected me so much, till now nobody has done that”. Keeping his hand on my head, he blessed me saying, “You will always be successful in life. After you grow up and become independent (i.e. start earning). You would go to Shirdi. When you go there, I just want you to do one thing. Just feed one poor person and I will be obliged”. Point to think about is that although I believed God, but I was not at all religious. Hearing these words of his, I was blank as I didn’t know what was going on.
Then he showed me his palm and showed me a line in it (i.e. “Rekha”). Showing it he said, “This is a line, which you would not see in anybody’s hand”. While saying all this, he kept crying and even I and mummy had tears in our eyes.
It was just as a dream. He took a pen of mine as a remembrance of me. On that day as usual my mother gave him few rupees, but he refused to take it that day. Thus he left leaving behind a beautiful memory of his for me. After one year, when I finished my 11th and I had started tutions for 12th, he again called me once asking if I need any help in studies. But as I already had many tutions, I refused him.
After completion of my 12th, I went to hostel for my graduation. In the first year of my engineering, my mom got news from someone that this Sir had done suicide due to financial reasons. But the person, who told mom this, had also received this news from someone and that mom knew no one who had seen the dead body.
Few months later, there came a saint at our door, generally my mother doesn’t entertain such people due to fear, but that day she did ask him to come in. He said few things about our past, which was absolutely correct. Then he said that Sai Baba had come to your place and He was very happy with you and your family. Mom did not pay much attention to his words as it was really difficult to digest such a statement. Then he made some predictions about that we are going to Shirdi in sometime in January and that all problems that my dad was facing in his office would be solved and it did happen the same way. We did go to Shirdi in January (it was a sudden program) and also dad’s problem was solved.
Reading this incident till here, would make you feel that the Teacher was no one else, but my SAI BABA. But we being humans use more of logic and don’t understand when god shows us indications that HE is with us. Same was the case with us. We still couldn’t believe that Baba had come at our house. So finally, he had to again give us some further proof.
Few months after all this took place, I had been home for a vacation. Since the time the Teacher had left I had started believing in Sai Baba and soon I became an ardent devotee of Baba. He became my best friend and my brother as I am the only child.
One day, I just sat and was wondering that from when did my faith in Baba developed and I remembered the above incident and all these sequence of incidents flashed in my mind. No sooner did this happen and I decided to pen down all of these.
As I started writing the first incident, I don’t know what happened to me and I started believing that the Teacher was my Sai. As it is said Sai Himself chooses His devotees and He chose me. The very next thought was that if he was my Sai, then the notes he wrote for me would be a blessing for me only if I can find them as it had been 5 long years now. But when Sai wants something to happen, it would happen and yes I got the notes written by him. As I opened the note book, I started feeling the pages, which my SAI had touched. Suddenly a thought crossed my mind. If it was my SAI, he would have left some indication, SAI written or symbol to prove that it was Him. So I started turning each page with a hope of finding one, but I could not find any in the pages written by him. Then by chance, I turned to the last page of the book, which was haft torn and folded. When I opened the folded part, I couldn’t believe, there was “OM SAI RAM” written not once, but 7 times.
My eyes were filled with tears of joy and happiness I could not believe that yes my BABA had come to me and at the same time felt sad as well that I could not recognize Him.
So this is how He showered His blessings on me.
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