Devotees Experiences by HH Pujyasri B V Narasimha Swamiji, Dt: 17-10-1936

[Guest guest]

Devotees Experiences by HH Pujyasri B V Narasimha Swamiji,

Dt: 17th October 1936

Shama Rao Jayker, aged 70, painter, Ville Parle, continues:

I went to Baba for the first time, as Rao Bahadur M.V.Pradhan wanted me to give

him a lifelike oil painting of Baba. So I had to go and actually see Baba. I

went and had a good look at him. He also was looking at me. Then Baba’s leave

had to be obtained before an oil painting could be made of him. So Shama

(i.e.,) Madhav Rao Despande went and asked him for permission. Then Baba

replied, "Why should I, a poor fakir, have an oil painting of me? You, Shama,

you may get a portrait of yourself". Ultimately Madhavrao came and told me that

Baba’s leave for the painting had been obtained from Baba. Instead of painting

one picture as ordered, I painted three. Then, Rao Bahadur M V Pradhan took two

and the third was taken to Baba, touched by him and handed over to H S Dixit.

There, in his bungalow, it is still kept and worshipped.

One more big-size picture I painted of Baba. That was left unused for some years

and is now kept in the mosque and serving to assist or augment the devotion of

numerous people who go and look at it.

Baba has been very kind to me. But, I have been guilty of neglecting Baba and

all things. I have been so peculiarly indifferent in my temperament. I cannot

carry things through. Baba knows this well enough. Once, I was wishing to

worship silver padukas of Baba, after receiving them from his own hands. So I

got a small pair of silver padhukas prepared and took them to Baba. He looked

at them and me. He received them. But, instead of giving them to me, he sloped

his palms (on which the padukas were placed) downwards and they fell down. I

picked them up and hoped to worship them. But, that very evening, I gave out my

clothing for wash with the silver padukas inside a shirt pocket. They were lost

to me and I never got them back. Baba knew how I would lose things and so did

not give the padukas into my hands, to worship but allowed them to slip off his

hands, showing evidently how they were going soon to slip off mine.

On one occasion, I had lent Rs 4000 to a very rich Moslem Purda lady without

issue. It was essential for me to recover the sum as I have a large family of 8

sons to support. But the lady never sent me the money. I went to Baba, hoping to

have his sympathy and aid for recovering money. But, Baba said to me then

"apalyala te haramache nako’ (i.e.,) Let us have nothing to do with such evil

or ill-fated wealth" I did not get back my money. 2 or 3 years later, I was

told she had lost all her wealth.

Ever since I went to Baba, his photo or picture is always with me: Wherever I

may go to live, Baba has been protecting me (i.e.,) me and my family in

remarkable ways of which I shall mention only a few instances

In 1916, we were living at Gajanan Rao’s house at Mugabat, a part of Bombay.

Baba’s picture was kept in a room there. One night at about 2 a.m. thieves were

trying to break into that house, beginning with the very room in which Baba’s

picture was kept. They had succeeded in pulling out by mere strength, 1 or 2

iron bars from the window of that room. Entry into the house thereafter would

naturally have followed and the whole house would have been pillaged and

robbed. But a barber was sleeping in the verandah in a totally different part

of the house. It was usual for him to get up at 4 a.m. and go round the house

for answering calls of nature. On this occasion most strangely and without any

traceable reason, the man got up at 2 a.m. and went round the house for his

necessary purpose. The thieves seeing him, began to run. He saw them and

shouted out "Thieves, thieves" and every one got up. We found we had got up

just in time to prevent the robbers entering inside the

house. Every one concluded that Baba took care of the house and took care to nip

out the intended robbery when it began in his own room.

 

 

Exclusive Video Premiere - Britney Spears