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Hi Manisha,

 

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Nice to know more about the Almight great SAI BABA

 

-Desi~Manisha~ <babasaiesha > wrote:

 

Fight with Fire

Dear Sai Devotees you must be aware that Baba had saved the life of a potter's

daughter who had accidentally fallen in the baking oven. In doing so his own

hands had received severe burn injuries. A leper by name Bhagoji Shinde used to

apply the Ghee (purified butter) to the wounds and then bandage the same with

pieces of cloth. Baba also use to use his hands as a ladle for stirring hot Dal

or mutton curry and these items were given as Prasad (consecrated food) to His

devotees. Of course I am sure that the touch of that sacred hand must be

inducing tremendous amount of medicinal properties in those substances. When

one ate them as Prasad it must be driving away all acute decease instantly.

However I am going to narrate to you all an unprecedented incident over here.

One fine morning my grandfather had a dream. In his dream he saw his Khatau

Mills was in flames and as a result his sleep was disturbed. At the dining

table when he broached the subject to my father they decided to inform the

proprietor of the mills. Mr. Dharamsi Khatau. As a secretary of the Group of

mills he advised the proprietor to cover the mills with suitable insurance

against fire. In those days the insurance cover was not common as the money

spent was reducing the profits and the financial managers {Munimji} were

against it. Finally my grandfather succeeded in convincing Mr. Dharamsi and

they arranged for revaluation of the entire textile Mill and renewed the

insurance cover for enhanced value of the Mill.

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Five to six months later one morning they received an S O S call from the mill

that there was a fire in the mill and they were summoned immediately. They

rushed to the mill forthrightly. On reaching there they saw the weaving

department was under fire. They both prayed to Baba and requested for his help

to contain the fire and save the mill from being destroyed completely. As they

climbed to the second floor where the weaving department was situated, to their

utter surprise they saw one "Fakir" with his head tied with a peace of cloth and

was in the midst of the fire and waving his both hands trying to contain the

fire. My grand father asked my father "Is he not our Baba trying to extinguish

the fire?" They got confirmation that Baba had responded to their prayers. It

took around one more hour and the fire was under control. They all gave a sigh

of relief, as the damage was only limited to the weaving department and there

was no necessity of shutting down the mill. Also due to the insurance cover the

financial losses were compensated. No sooner the normalcy of operations were

reached they both visited Shirdi to convey their thanks to Baba. When they were

near the steps of Dwarkamai Baba almost coaxed my grandfather saying "Hey Oldman

(MHATARYA), who is operating your mill?" My grandfather prostrated at his feet

and told him to continue his unfailing blessings to all of them. He profusely

thanked him for fighting the fire. He there & then confirmed to Baba that He is

the real secretary. On hearing this Baba got up from his seat, he lifted

Babasaheb Tarkhad from the ground and said "Hey Old man, please get up &

remember that I stand committed to pull out my devotees from the gravest of the

dangers. I will fulfill all commitments given by me

from this Dwarkamai to my devotees. No sooner my devotee send a distress signal

to me I am there at his service, whichever part of the world he may be."

I am sure you all will agree with me that it was an unprecedented incidence Oh

Lord Sai I sincerely bow before you and your Leelas.

Washing of Baba's Kafani

Now as I am proceeding further in my endeavor I strongly feel that my father

should have had written his diary. This would have given a proper chronological

account of the growing intensity of his experiences in association with Baba

resulting into his ever-growing love towards Lord Sai. Offcourse after his

first meeting with Lord Sai, he must not have had the faintest of an idea that

he had come in contact with a superpower which was going to give a new twist to

his life. I think possibly only Shri Narsinha Saraswati was one swami in those

times, who had written his own diary which has thrown a great light on Baba's

Leelas. These are all after

thoughts now. I for one who had come across few incidences have not kept any

date wise account of them. Needless to mention that my experiences are a few

compared to the voluminous and extraordinary experiences of my father.

Although the love and devotion of my father towards Baba was in the ascending

order, Baba had a typical knack of strengthening the bond with his devotee.

While in Shirdi my father had learnt from the natives that Baba's bathing was

also of a very special type. He not only cleaned and washed his body from

outside like all of us but he also cleaned and washed his internal parts. He

would take out his intestines and wash them and put them back in his body. My

father used to say that, only Lord Rama and Lord Krishna were born with

"ASHTASIDDHIS" (eight superpowers) and that is the reason they were called Lord

themselves in human form. As per him Baba's birth details were not known but his

Leela's were equally competent and matching in all respects with the

superpower.

On one of his visit to Shirdi, Baba told my father that he would have to ,

accompany him to his bathing place and will be given a special task^ My father

was ever willing for such a duty. He anticipated that he would get some more

divine exposure, Baba said, "Bhau the assignment is very simple. I will take my

bath and while doing so you kindly wash my Kafani. After washing you will have

to hold it in the Sunlight with both your hands raised till it dries up. As you

know that I take an unusually long time for my bath hence by the time I finish

my bath it would dry up and I could wear it again. Please note that it should

not touch the ground while it is drying." My father instantly agreed to perform

the task and proceeded to do it practically.

They went to Lendi Baug where there was a covered room with tin sheets and a big

rectangular stone on which Baba use to take bath. My father waited outside the

bathroom for Baba to offer his Kafani for washing. As there was no call from

Baba and the Kafani was not coming forth, he got impatient. He thought it must

be one of those gimmicks of Baba. He decided to peep inside the room through

the small opening in the door. To his utter disbelief he saw Baba's body was

emanating rays of light from each and every pore of his body. He could no bear

the powerful light and feared of loosing his eyesight. Also his misdeed would

come to surface. At that very moment he heard Baba giving him the call for

collecting the Kafani for washing. My father collected the Kafani, took it

near the well and washed it thoroughly with soap. After rinsing the water by

squeezing it he held it in both his hands in the blazing hot sunlight.

Initially he could bear the weight of it, but as the time passed the Kafani

started getting heavier instead of losing the weight due to drying. My father

realized that he would now fail the test, as the Kafani would touch the ground

soon. He decided to pray and seek the help from Lord Hanuman to grant him

sufficient strength to get through the arduous task. As he was offering his

prayers to Lord Hanuman, he heard Baba yelling form inside "Hey Bhau! Why are

you calling for help from Lord Hanuman?" Undoubtedly Baba was

"ANTERDNYANI"(possessing intuitive knowledge) who could read your mind with

pinpointed accuracy. Then my father requested Baba for forgiveness as he had

committed the sin of trying to look at Baba's naked body. Baba responded to his

confession and in no time my father found the Kafani had become lighter. My

father thanked

Baba and took a vow not to venture into any such adventures. He had realized

that one could not hide anything from Baba.

So great were the teachings of Baba and with your permission could I take the

liberty of saying that" Fortunate were those recipients who were blessed with

the teachings directly by Baba."

An Encounter with a Ghost

Dear readers I am fully aware that we are passing through the 21st Century and

it is difficult to have a belief on the existence of a Ghost. I Myself am an

engineer and firm believer in science and have been around the world. This

experience is that of my father and that too in the holy place like Shirdi

Baba's 'KARMABHOOMI', where Baba performed all godly deeds unbelievable to

mankind. I will therefore narrate to you the experience as stated by my father

and as competently stored in my memory is able to recall the same. On one of

his visits to Shirdi on a particular day early in the morning my father was

performing his morning duty in Shirdi. This was near the bank of the rivulet

and he was sitting under a Pipal tree. It was still dark and there appeared in

front of him a wild cock. It was giving its crowing

call but the sound of the crowing call was very funny which my father had never

heard before. The wild cock attracted the attention of my father towards him.

My father started watching him and suddenly the cock turned into a black

colored snake. The snake rose and took an upright position over there and

expanded its hood. My father was scared and started praying for Baba's help.

After a little while the snake disappeared from there. My father was scared to

death. He decided to hurriedly complete his morning duty and move away from

that spot. As he was in that process, he heard someone saying "Hey Mansa

(human) you are sitting in my way from where I pass daily. I order you to move

away from my way." In no time a small dwarf like ugly looking person stood in

front of him. My father told him that there is plenty of place around for him

to go and as such after finishing his morning duty he would anyway vacate the

place. But that dwarf

started growing taller and taller and said "Have you not recognized me? I am

"VETAL" and this is my territory and I once again order you to move away from

here." Though my father was very scared but for him, only Baba could order him

in Shirdi as he reckons him to be the Master of the place and nobody else. My

father then lifted handful of mud and taking Baba's name threw it on that tall

standing Vetal and prayed to Baba to come to his rescue. He saw a big line of

smoke in place of that Vetal which disappeared in the thin air. My father

literally ran away from that place. After taking his bath and breakfast he went

to Dwarkamai. As he approached Baba's feet, he heard Baba asking him rather

jokingly Hey Bhau early this morning why were you seeking the help of my udi?

My father fell at his feet and told him what all had happened. In that process

he told Baba that as he was not having his Udi with him he picked up the mud of

Shirdi (Baba's Karmabhoomi) and treated it like Udi and threw

it on the Vetal. On hearing that Baba said "Bhau you did a good job to-day. You

have given Mukti (salvation) to that Vetal." My father told Baba that he acted

upon all the instructions coming to him from his Lord i.e. Baba, because at

that scary moment he had lost his thinking power. He profusely thanked Baba.

With Baba's permission then he asked him whether these Ghosts or Witches etc

are true things in this world. Baba replied saying "Bhau this is also the

creation of The Lord. But remember the savior is always stronger than the

destroyer is. While I am sitting in this sacred Dwarkamai no one can inflict

any harm to you. Be fearless in Shirdi."

Dear Sai Devotees believe me while narrating this to you all I get vibrations

all over my body. My humble request to you all is, please believe this. In any

case it was not an imagination of my father, because why should he do so? I am

sure my father must be getting queries in his inquisitive mind and Baba would

resolve them in his own ways. This must have happened to many of his devotees

at that time.

Sai Darshan to Grandma

Dear Sai devotee readers as the saying in Marathi goes during those 17 rounds of

Shirdi my father was enriched with multifold experiences and whenever he use to

get into that spiritual mood he would narrate those experiences and amuse us. I

am sure he must be getting immense pleasure out of it. I once again sincerely

wish he should have written them. I am narrating to you those few, which have

made lasting impressions on me and of course those, which I am in a position to

recollect. My intentions are simply to make known to Sai devotees the great

prowess of Shirdi SaiBaba and while doing so make an attempt to express my

devotion to him.

My great grand parents, who were staying in their bungalow at Charni Road

Chowpaty (Girgaum Beach), had come to know that Ramchandra (my grandfather) and

Jyotindra (my father) were frequently visiting Shirdi. As father and son were

staying in Bandra in Tata Blocks on rental basis they would meet them only

occasionally-The living style of my great grand parents was in line with the

English people of that time. However my great grand mother was very inquisitive

person and she would inquire with my father about Shirdi SaiBaba and his Leelas

whenever he would visit them at Chowpaty. She would always tell him to take her

to Shirdi for Darshan of Lord Sai and my father would always assure her. He was

sure that it would not happen, as his grandfather would never allow such a

visit. She was seventy plus in. age and the grandfather was a non-believer in Babas or Saints. .

It so happened that there was an epidemic Of Plague in Mumbai and the doctors

had not found the definite medicine or cure on the dreadful disease till then.

My great grand mother (I will address her as grandma now onwards) was running

temperature and the treatment given by her Dr. husband was not yielding any

good results. On learning about her illness my father paid a .visit to their

residence. During the visit grandma told my father that she would not come out

of that Plague attack and he should offer prayers to SaiBaba to come to her

rescue. She would then visit Shirdi and take his Darshan On hearing her plea my

father advised her that if she has a genuine belief in Lord Sai then she should

offer her prayers from her bed and Lord Sai would surely come to her help. My

father then put a small packet of Udi (which

he always carried in his wallet) under her pillow and after coming home prayed

to Lord Sai to offer relief to her. On the third day early morning the servant

from Chaupaty Bunglow came to Bandra and said that he is being summoned to

bring Jyotiba (my father) along with him. My grandfather and father were

worried and prayed nothing untoward had happened. They immediately rushed to

Chaupaty. On reaching there and seeing grandma sitting in the bed they got the

jolt of their life. She was in tears and said "Jyotibaba last night your

SaiBaba came over here. He was wearing white robe and head tied with white

cloth. He was having a white beard. He stood near my bed and laid his Palm

laden with Udi on my forehead and said mother now onwards you will start

feeling better and better and he disappeared. After that I started sweating

profusely and my fever had vanished. Early morning I was feeling normal and I

did not brush my teeth and asked the servant |o bring a mirror to me. On seeing

my

face I could clearly see the Sprint of his Udi laden palm on my forehead. I

therefore send the servant to summon you and now you can see for yourself."

Grandma's and Grandson's joy knew no bounds at that moment. My father

instantly thanked Lord Sai for his divine services. Dr.Tarkhad (Grandpa) also

was astonished, as many of his Plague infected patients were no more. They

arranged for a Kirtan Programme of Dasganu Maharaj in their Bungalow and as

such Baba's Darshan to grandma had already taken place. Lord Sai had fulfilled

her desire on his own. Sai I am short of words to express our gratitude to you.

Please continue your divine blessings on all of us.

Dear Sai Devotee readers with this self-experience of the Tarkhad family I wish

to complete this chapter. Before proceeding further I sincerely request the

soul of my father whom we use to call Dada, to earnestly pardon me in case I

have faltered anywhere in narrating his valuable experiences and made any

mistakes. I am sure the great soul wherever it is, would pardon me because my

sole intention of writing this book is exclusively to salute Dada which I could

not do during his lifetime and I think it is(better late than never.

 

 

BY

VIRENDRA JYOTINDRA TARDHAD

 

With Baba Nothing is Impossible

Baba guide us all

Sairam

Manisha

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