Anonymous Devotee from India says: Hello everybody, I would like to share my experiences with you people. To be frank I thought my experiences with Baba is not at all worth posting here (sorry not to offend), but I know Baba is driving me today to do so. I am extremely sorry in advance if the post is lengthy as it’s not me, but Baba, through me, is writing this experience. So I do not know to what length this post will extend.
Well, right from childhood I have been spiritual and God fearing. I believe that God is one. I always used to respect Baba and pray to Him just like any God. All of a sudden my faith has increased tremendously. I have a habit of writing Rama Koti (inherited this habit from Grand Ma), when I was in 12 standard. I had pimples problem and everybody in college used to comment on me. Fearing their comments, I was not attending college and was studying at home. I fought with God as to why He was doing that to me (sorry again to use the word “fought”. I feel God is supreme mother and how much liberty we have, to fight with our physical mother, who gave birth to us, the same amount of right we have to even fight with God).
Then without anybody’s knowledge in the house, I started devoting more time for writing Lord Rama’s name. This slowly developed and sometimes I use to write continuously for 10 hours. Suddenly one day, I met with an accident in front of a temple near to my house. I bruised my left side of face and right hand severely. My Mom, Dad, Brother and even my servant-maid wept bitterly to see my state. I was in terrible pain. As I got my right hand hurt. I was not able to write anything. Then I thought, maybe God is not happy with me and Lord doesn’t wish me to write His name.
I was devastated. I didn’t do to college for many days and was under bed rest. Nothing serious, but I did not have enough strength to bear the pain. So I had to take pain killers, which made me drowsy. Now the miracle is here. One of my uncles scolded my mom and dad for their negligence and took me to a dermatologist because I had scarred on my face and hand. After taking treatment for, I think in 6 months, my face had no pimples and no scars. But to all our amazement my scars in hand remained the same even after very good treatment. So, you see Baba cured my problem (pimples) through this accident.
One more miracle is that when I was in fourth class, I had a dream where Baba was coming to our house through lift and all of a sudden I woke up. I told this dream to my family members. Everybody thought that it was just a dream and didn’t take it seriously. Recently I had a dream where Baba was moving out of our house (I mean leaving our house). Then I suddenly entered from the door stopped Baba, who was smiling and said Him,”Baba look at my hair, why am I loosing so much hair? Please do something.” To this Baba just touched my hair. I didn’t understand this dream and scolded myself for being so stupid to speak with Baba like that. To my utter amazement my hair’s condition started to improve steadily from that day.
One more miracle is what happened to my maternal grandma that she was very weak and I do not know with what ailment she suffered. She’s actually no more. When we were all going to my uncle’s marriage, we were very worried about my grandmother as she was bed-ridden and we had to take her through train. She was also scared to the core. But under any cost she wanted to attend her youngest son’s marriage. Let me give a brief detailing about my grandma. She was the only child of her parents and her mom died, when she was a year old. Later even her dad expired. She had no one to look after her and she was very very small, when all these actually happened in her life. Later my maternal grandfather’s (her husband) sister took up the responsibility to bring her up and grandma did all the household work in my grandpa’s house (she learnt house hold work through my grand pa’s sis) and she was also given good education. She studied until 10th and later was married to my granddad. she knew nothing in life. She was very very innocent and she had seen utter poverty in her life. Being a mother if 6 kids with just my grandpa’s income, she use to take care of the house. I must say here that she was an epitome of patience and compassion. She use to jump with joy whenever it rains. When asked why she used tell that trees are rejoicing today, every tree is getting water to drink. See her purity.
So now coming to the point, she wanted to see my uncle’s wedding and doctors said a strict no to her travel. Even then with lot of courage all my uncles decided to take her. After the marriage, she told my mother with tears in her eyes that she saw Baba in railway station, where he was waving His hand at her. So she was confident that nothing would happen to her. The most important thing to be noted here is, my grand ma never used to sit hours together in the puja room and she hardly knew any sloka’s or mantra’s. All she knew was “Sainatha”,”Baba”,”Sai”..that’s it. Whenever she was in pain (physically or any mental agony), she used to chant His name wholeheartedly.
My humble request to all of you to pray for me if possible, my prayer requests are:
- 1) I should not get angry
- 2) I should be happy with my looks
- 3) I should stop day-dreaming
- 4) I should study well and help people who are in need.
- 5) I should become more understanding
- 6) Please pray to Baba to call me to Shirdi as I have never been to His home.
That’s all for now. Take care and keep smiling.