BEING WITH THEE- LEARNING TO BE --BY Sri N.B Vineeth (H-H)

[Guest guest]

BEING WITH THEE - LEARNING TO BE by Sri N B VineethFormer student of SSSIHL.

“We hear your Sai Baba gives gifts to people – chains, watches, rings and much

more. What did your Sai Baba give you?" The boy looked up, and found five

menacing pairs of eyes looking into his eyes, eagerly and expectantly.

The Toughest Moment

This boy had gone through what is the toughest moment of every Sai Student's

life - to leave the portals of this hallowed Institution... to leave Him,

rather, to leave His physical presence, for His Omnipresence always guides and

guards each one of us. History will remember us not because we had any great

property; history will remember us for we are His Property. History will not

remember us, because we had any great possessions, but history will remember

us, for we are His Possession. History will not remember us, because I am I,

you are you or we are we; history will remember us, because we all are His.

And this boy was now sitting in front of an interview board in search of a job.

And the question was, "We hear that your Sai Baba gives gifts to people -

chains, watches, rings. What did He give you?"

What Greater Gift?

All that the student had to do was not to look at anything that was on his

person, but to look at ‘himself”. The student looked up, smiled and said, "Sir,

I hail from a poor village and if today, I sit in front of as great an interview

board as yours, applying for an honourable post as this, what greater gift can I

ask for than what I have received from Sri Sathya Sai Baba, my entire education

- totally free of cost. " And needless to say perhaps, the student would by now

be a part of the interview board of that prestigious company.

Yes, the student was right; and was wrong too. For education is not the greatest

gift that we receive - rather, it is education with a little difference,

education with lots and lots of care, 'Educare' - in the words of our beloved

Lord.

Jam Sandwich

For there are always two kinds of education. The one that makes a living and the

one that makes a life. And the greatest gift that each of us here gets is this

'jam sandwich' - with one bread slice on the top - the education that teaches

us how to make a living and the other bread slice below - the education that

teaches us how to make a life. And in between, the best part of this sandwich -

the sweetest of sweet jams - that is Him.

Let me take you students to the future ten years hence. Imagine how you would

like yourself to be. There was a time when each of us had an ambition - he

wanted to be a doctor, he wanted to be an engineer, I wanted to be a

scientist... but today, the same he, the same I, envision a totally different

future. If he is to be a doctor, he now wishes to be a doctor who heals his

fellow men. If he wished to be an engineer, he now wishes to be an engineer,

who longs to serve his country.

There are always two aspects to anything - the profession, and how you go about

the profession. There was a time when to each of us the profession mattered.

There was a time when being a doctor mattered, being a business tycoon

mattered. But today, the vision is not to be a doctor, but to be a doctor who

serves, serves and serves. There is a subtle difference...

And to know what made the difference, all you need to do is to look at the stars

of the night sky - not up above, but in the twinkle in His eyes we will see our

answers.

And the way He brings about this transformation is totally unique and subtle. He

teaches us that the greatest of the transformations is not brought about by

force; the transformation of the heart is not brought about by fire and ice;

but by love and sacrifice.

God Can Nullify Our Karma

Some years ago, there was a student who suffered from chronic asthma. Days and

nights passed, but the simple joy of life - the sheer joy of breathing was

never his. Come night, hard times would begin. For his heart was out at two

jobs - his heart would pump hard, and his heart had to pray hard too. Needless

to say, these hard times touched the soft Divine Heart.

One fine day, Swami called this student inside, and told him all about his

problem. But then, Swami told him, "All this suffering is because of your

Karma; and you cannot escape it." (A lesson to remember - even the Law Maker

never breaks His own laws!) "See, if you were to continue this way you would be

suffering all your life, but..." The student looked eagerly at Bhagavan. "But if

I were to suffer for you, it would just take little time to nullify the Karma."

The student sat transfixed. How could his eyes see that form of love suffering

for his sake? Even as he was about to plead, the student saw Bhagavan breathing

deeply, and heard the whistle of His breath. Bhagavan had taken upon his asthma

in front of the very same student. With moist eyes the student looked at the

Divine form suffering. Minutes passed, and slowly, the shrillness of the

whistle decreased, until there was silence in the room. Bhagavan looked at the

student, and the student was relieved for life.

And that day, the student was transformed. For it is not the stick or the sword

that transforms people, it is love and sacrifice. His love, His selfless

sacrifice. And this 'jam sandwich' that He gives, is never limited to any

particular group of people. It is for each one to take a bite, digest and feel

that he has truly grown.

Swami’s Love for the Orphan Boys

For those of us who do not know, this Guru Poornima (2003) saw yet another

chapter in the Divine Mission unveiled. Around 50-60 children who had been

deprived of their parents were blessed to stay in the Deenajanodharana Padakam,

situated behind the ashram.

These children have all their needs provided along with their education by

Bhagavan. Sometime in August, just a month or two after the little children had

come, one of the boys received a message from his relatives, saying that his

uncle had passed away, and that he should rush home immediately. This boy had

no parents, and now, his uncle too had passed away. As the relatives asked him

to come home, this boy said, "No, I will not come."

The relatives were shocked. They pleaded with him to come, for it was his own

uncle. But the boy sternly said, "No, I will not come. If you want, I will pray

for his peace right here. But I will not come. Swami is my mother and father."

At the next opportune moment, when Bhagavan went to the Padakam, the Divine

Mother materialised a chain for Her son.

The transformation that He brings about is never localised. It is for each one

of us to bite into the 'sandwich', digest it and feel that we have grown. The

Lord’s Abode

Long ago, when Bhagavan returned from the East Africa trip, Bhagavan was giving

a discourse at Dharmakshetra, Bombay. Sri Kasturi was translating. Bhagavan

then said "Ee vishwame maa illu." The translation went, "The world is my

Mansion."

Swami sternly turned and said, "Tappu - mistake." Sri Kasturi wondered where he

had made the mistake. He thought that perhaps he should have said, 'house' for

'mansion', for 'illu' literally means 'house'. But as it always happens, the

difference between man and God is where they see - the outside or the inside.

Sri Kasturi had looked at the wrong word. Prompt came the translation from

Bhagavan Himself: "The Universe is my Mansion" - not the World, the Universe.

Yes, the Universe is His University. There is no one who is barred from His

University that serves these 'jam sandwiches'. It is for us to take a bite,

digest and feel we have grown, grow and then help someone else to grow.

The Story of the Pencil

Long ago, the Pencil Maker was making lots of pencils.

As He made one exquisite pencil, the Pencil Maker turned to the little pencil

and said, "Little one, no matter where you go, wherever you are, remember three

things." The little pencil looked curiously at the Pencil Maker.

The Pencil Maker continued, "Firstly, remember that you are only worth something

in this world, when you are held in someone's hand."

"Yes, Master," said the little pencil.

"Secondly, little one, remember, there are times when you will be sharpened with

a blade or a sharpener...it will be painful, but remember this makes you a

better pencil."

"And thirdly, dear one, remember, there are many pencils in the world like you.

Some are fat, some are thin, some are white, some are black, some are tall, and

some are short. But remember, the lead inside all these pencils is the same."

Yes, we are little pencils that become worthy only, when held in His Hand.

We are sharpened now and then, and as we are sharpened, we become smaller -

smaller not in size, but in ego. For it is when we are smallest, that we lose

our identity and fit wholly in the Divine Hand and become truly His. From H-H

 

(Sharing With Sai Love) Ram

Courtesy: "Sai Prerana". Ram ChuganiKobe, Japan