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The Same Baba: Shirdi Sai and Sathya Sai

 

Bhagawan invariably refers to Shirdi Sai Baba as 'my previous body'

when He speaks about Him; He often describes to His devotees how

He, 'in His previous body' dealt with people and situations, what

illustrations He gave to clarify a cerain point, what questions were

asked, etc. While telling people about Shirdi Baba, He may be heard

saying, " Just as you have seen me do now " or, " Just as I do while in

trance, " to make the point clear. When some one asks Him a question

today, He starts His reply sometimes with the remark, " The same

doubt was raised by a man who had come to Shirdi " and He will

continue the conversation with the reply He gave that other man long

ago in Maharashtra!

 

He recognises all devotees of Shirdi Baba as His own; in fact, He

tells them, " I have known you since ten years, " or, " Though this is

the first time you see this Sariram (body) I have seen you twenty

years ago, when you came to Shirdi. " And, the person will find that

he has been to Shirdi exactly twenty years previously! Here are some

instances where devotees have had experiences that have convinced

them of the identity of the two Sais.

 

The Cure and the Confirmation

 

How Baba proved to Mr. Dixit that He is same Shirdi Sai come again

 

Mr. M S Dixit had the unique privilege of seeing Shirdi Sai Baba

when he visited Shirdi in 1909 as a young lad and later Sri Sathya

Sai Baba in 1961 when he was past sixty. Here's how he realised that

both the Sais are in fact the same, as related by Howard Murphet in

his book, " Sai Baba: Man of Miracles " :

 

M S Dixit was born in 1897 to Sadashiv Dixit, an advocate who was at

one time Diwan (Prime Minister) of the royal state of Kutch.

Sadashiv's eldest brother, Hari S. Dixit, was a solicitor in Bombay

and a member of the Legislative Council. Hari Dixit became a close

devotee of Shirdi Baba.

 

In the company of his uncle Hari, M. S. Dixit told me, he made his

earliest visits to Shirdi; first in the year 1909, and again in

1912. Before this second visit he had been suffering what he

called " half-headaches " .

 

At sunrise half his head would start to ache agonizingly; then a

little before sunset it would stop. This would go on each day for

about two months at a stretch; it was very distressing. His uncle

took him to Sai Baba hoping for a cure of the strange headaches.

 

Mr. Dixit recalls vividly how he was sitting near Sai Baba one day

when Baba suddenly said to him: " Why are you sitting here - go home! "

 

Young Dixit replied that he had a bad headache and the heat of the

fire near which he was sitting brought him some relief. But Baba

insisted that he must go. It was the custom when leaving to take

some ash from the fireplace and put it in Baba's hand, so that He

might with it give His parting blessing.

 

The fourteen-year-old boy did this. Baba held the udhi for a moment

and then applied it to the lad's forehead with some force. Young

Dixit felt that he had been slapped on the head as well as ordered

to go away, so he told his uncle that he would not visit Baba

anymore.

Hari Dixit replied: " Are you a fool? The slap means that your

headache will not recur. "

 

This turned out to be true. The strange and terrible headaches never

came back after that day, and young Dixit understood that Baba had

been in His enigmatic way ordering, not the boy, but the headache to

go away.

 

Six years later, in July 1918, M. S. Dixit found himself ill again,

this time with bad haemorrhoids and an anal fistula. The medical men

of Bombay where he was living said he must undergo an operation, but

he felt very nervous about having surgery and did not want it.

 

Yet he was suffering a lot and there was much bleeding. He felt very

miserable about his condition. At one of the regular Thursday

evening gatherings of Shirdi Baba's Bombay devotees, M.S. Dixit was

somehow overcome by the devotional atmosphere combined with his own

misery. Although a young man of twenty, he broke down and cried like

a child.

 

That night he had a dream in which Shirdi Baba came to him and

chided him for " weeping like a girl " . Then the old saint told him

what to use as a cure for his ailment.

 

After waking, Dixit could remember everything except the name of the

medicine that Baba had prescribed. He was very distressed about this

and decided to go to Shirdi as soon as possible and get the name

from Baba's lips.

 

But before he could go he heard the news Baba had passed away. " Now "

he thought gloomily, " I shall never know the medicine's name and

must go on suffering. "

 

The next Thursday evening meeting, following the news of Baba's

passing, he found himself again overwhelmed with sorrow for himself,

and wept once more. The same night brought him another vivid dream.

In this Baba stood before him again, still in the old Shirdi form.

He said, " What! Crying like a girl again. "

 

Then he told the young man to " take seven seeds of pepper, crush

them to powder, and each day take a pinch of the powder mixed with

udhi. All devotees, incidentally, kept some of Baba's udhi in their

homes. M. S. Dixit remembered these instructions clearly next

morning and carried them out. On the third day of treatment the pain

stopped; on the seventh the bleeding stopped.

 

A complete cure took place and the complaint never returned. The

years passed and the pages of Dixit's life turned over: he was in

business; he got married; he was a major and Brigade Education

Officer in the army during the Second World War and for some years

afterwards. The year 1959 found him back in commercial life in the

west-coast city of Mangalore.

 

During his leisure time he would read the `Guru Charitra'. It is

said that if this book is read through completely within seven days,

great spiritual benefits will ensue. On the evening of the sixth day

of the reading he had a dream.

 

In the dream, he was walking along a broad avenue of trees, and felt

that someone was following him. He looked back. There was a man,

very distinctive looking, close behind him. Dixit asked: " Who are

you and why are you following me? "

 

But there was no reply. The figure just continued to follow

silently. After a few minutes Dixit looked back again and saw the

man still following him. Neither said anything. Soon the footsteps

drew closer, and Dixit felt that something was being poured over his

head from behind. He realised that it was ash…

 

That was all of the dream he could remember on waking, but very

clear in his mind remained the striking, unique figure and face of

the man who followed him.

 

Some months afterwards - through an odd set of circumstances he

heard that there was a reincarnatian of Shirdi Baba but did not

believe it. Then later on he heard the same story again from another

quarter and was shown a photograph of Sathya Sai Baba. It was the

man who had followed him in the dream.

 

Now his interest was really aroused. He remembered his uncle's story

that Shirdi Baba had once told him: " I will appear again as a boy of

eight years. "

 

Was this the boy, now grown to manhood? He decided to go as soon as

possible to Puttaparti and find out all he could. It was early in

1961 when he managed to get there, as one of a party of about thirty

people. The ashram was choked with the thousands who had arrived for

the Shivaratri festival, and Dixit stood among them waiting for a

view of Sathya Sai Baba on the high balcony.

 

When the little red-robed, dome-haired figure with the sweet,

lovable face appeared, Dixit knew for certain that it was the figure

of his strange dream. Yet, he thought, how can this be the old saint

of Shirdi? With His coloured silks, hair like a woman and the big

crowds around Him, this man is more like a film star. Shirdi Baba

was rugged, homespun, simple: how can this possibly be the same

man?, he pondered. Suddenly he wanted to go home.

 

But he stayed to watch Sathya Sai pour huge quantities of sacred ash

from a small bowl over the statue of Shirdi Sai, and the same

evening take nine lingams from his mouth. Then during a public

discourse next day Baba said: " Some who have come here think I am

too much like a film star; they object to my bright-coloured robes

and the style of my hair… "

 

With consternation, Dixit heard all of his own unspoken critical

thoughts being repeated from the platform. Then Baba went on to

explain the reasons - good reasons Dixit felt - for the striking

attire, the unique hairstyle and the other features of this

incarnation.

 

Well, Dixit decided, He is certainly something very special. There

is no doubt about His paranormal powers, but.... He is so different

from old Shirdi Baba. Can it really be the same soul?

 

On his second visit to Prasanthi Nilayam three months later, he was

called into a room with a group of half-a-dozen people for an

interview. Baba came in, spoke to a few people, and then went up to

M. S. Dixit who was holding a small photo of his uncle, H. S. Dixit,

in his hand. Baba took the photo from him, looked at it, and

said: " That's H. S. Dixit, your uncle, your father's elder brother,

and my old devotee at Shirdi. Now have you any more doubts? "

 

His doubts were fewer because all that Baba had just said was true.

And Dixit had told no one his name at the ashram. He was there

incognito - just an unknown member of a crowd of visitors. But Baba

had recognised the face of his uncle in the photo at first sight.

After that Dixit often made trips to the ashram and, through the

years, enjoyed the wealth of Sai Baba's miraculous powers, great

compassion and spiritual teachings.

 

Once, speaking of Shirdi Baba's remark to his uncle Hari about

coming back to earth " as a boy of eight years " , Baba told Dixit that

what he had really said was he would return as a boy in eight years,

that is, eight years after his death - which he in fact did.

 

Sathya Sai added that H. S. Dixit must have misunderstood him. But

it was, the many, many little things, more than these big ones that

finally, convinced him that the two Sais were one, Dixit told me.

 

He went on to describe these important little things: the

similarities in the siddhis (powers), the parallels in the teachings

and manner of instruction, the subtle echoes from the past in

gesture, phrase and attitude. " Sometimes I even see on his face the

same old smile that I saw long ago on the face of Shirdi Baba, " he

said.

 

Of course, the differences which he felt so sharply at first are

indeed there, he admits. But there, is, after all, a different body,

a different setting, a different period in time - a different

environment for the Sai mission. And therefore the mission, while in

spirit the same, cannot be precisely the same in form and style, and

it is to be expected that the outer personality through which the

message comes to the world will also be different.

 

Sai Baba himself comments that He is not as hard or angry now as he

was in the earlier manifestation. He is more tolerant and gentle. He

explains the difference by means of a simile: " The mother is usually

hard when the children enter the kitchen and disturb the cooking;

but while serving the food she is all smiles and patience. I am now

serving the dishes cooked then. Wherever you may be, if you are

hungry and if your plate is ready, I shall serve you the dishes and

feed, you to your heart's content. "

 

At another time, concerning the controversy about whether He is the

same Baba or not, He said: " When there are two pieces of candy, one

square, another circular, one yellow and the other purple in colour,

unless one has eaten and realised the taste of both pieces one

cannot, believe that both are the same. Tasting, experiencing -

that's the crucial thing for knowing the identity. "

 

Reference: " Sai Baba: Man of Miracles " by Mr. Howard Murphet.

Page: 62-66 (Paperback Edition).

Published by Macmillan India Ltd, 1972.

 

The Shirdi Link

 

Baba reveals His Omniscience to the Rani of Chincholi

 

The Raja of Chincholi was a very ardent devotee of Shirdi Baba. Baba

used to spend a few months every year at Shirdi, Akalkot and other

holy places in the company of Siddhas and Sadhakas (holy men). After

the passing away of the Raja, the Rani (queen) was pleasantly

surprised to hear of the incarnation of the Lord as Sri Sathya Sai

Baba at Puttaparthi and she visited the place.

 

She prayed to Bhagawan who was just fifteen years of age at that

time to accompany her to Chincholi and Hyderabad. What a surprise it

was for her, when Baba on arriving at the palace, asked her about a

Margosa tree that had stood when Shirdi Sai had visited them, a well

that had been filled up, a line of shops that had been newly built.

Baba told her that He had seen the places years ago while 'in His

previous body!'

 

Sathya Sai Baba asked her about a small stone image of Anjaneya

which had been given to the Raja while in the previous body; the

Rani did not know that it existed; Baba himself discovered it for

her! He also said that there must also be found a picture of Sai

Baba and that too was later discovered in the house.

 

Three years ago, the Rani had been rummaging the huge store-room at

Chincholi for old brass, bronze or copper which she could sell off

and save space when she came upon a brass `Kamandalu', a drinking

vessel used by Sadhus, whose shape was quaint and artistic. The

water has to be poured through a slit in the handle and the spout

ends in a cow's-head figurine!

 

Some one suggested that it could be polished and displayed as a

decorative article in the drawing room of her Hyderabad House. The

mystery of the Kamandalu deepened next day when they found a cobra

coiled round it! " Baba alone can solve the secret, " she said to

herself, while propitiating the cobra with the traditional Puja

(worship).

 

She arrived at Puttaparthi on the first day of Dasara, and as soon

as she entered the premises, Baba sent word, asking her to come

up, " with my drinking vessel " !

 

As soon as the Kamandalu was in His Hands He showed some devotees

standing nearby the letters inscribed on the vessel in Devanagari

characters, 'S A A' followed by a pair of short vertical lines, 'B A

A' with the two lines again. 'SAA' indicating Sayi and 'BAA' for

Baba!

 

Readers may wonder how the saint of Shirdi who, according to all

accounts, never left Shirdi for years, could have gone to Chincholi

and Hyderabad, and left a Kamandalu with the Raja. But, devotees who

have seen and experienced the Avatar of Sri Sathya Sai Baba will

have no difficulty on this score. In fact, it is the honest belief

of the Rani as well as some old servants of the Palace that Sai Baba

stayed a few days every time He came and that He used to ride in a

Tonga drawn by bullocks far out of the town, in order to have talks

with the Raja who accompanied Him.

 

This Tonga is now at Prasanthi Nilayam and is on display at the

Chaitanya Jyothi Museum.

 

Reference: " Sathyam Shivam Sundaram " Vol-I by Prof. N Kasturi.

Published by Sri Sathya Sai Books and Publications Trust,

Prasanthi Nilayam.

 

The Assurance and the Fulfillment

 

How Baba had prophesied His advent to Smt. Sharada Devi.

 

Smt. Sharada Devi (affectionately called as `Pedda Bottu' by Baba)

is one of those few privileged souls who had the unique chance of

being in the proximity of both Shirdi Sai and Sathya Sai. Here she

narrates how Shirdi Baba had revealed to her about His future Advent

and how later Sathya Sai blessed her profusely:

 

One day I requested Baba (Shirdi Sai) to give me Mantra Upadesh

(spiritual initiation). Baba replied, " You are young yet. I will

give you Upadesh when you grow older " .

 

I waited till I was 29 years old and prayed to Baba again. He

shouted at me in anger: " You are always obsessed with Upadesh " and

kicked me on the chest with his right foot.

 

With tears of dejection streaming down my face, I went out and lay

beneath a tree. I must have slept after weeping for a long time. It

must have been very late in the night when Baba came to wake me up.

He asked me to follow him to Lendi Garden.

 

When we reached the Garden, He said " My child, I could not sleep in

Dwaraka Mayi (the dilapidated Masjid, and Baba's dwelling) when you

were lying out there without food since morning. I have brought you

here, for, I want to tell you something, but first you must eat. "

 

He stretched out His right hand with palm up and said " Allah Malik

hai " . (God is the master). Two chapatis (wheat pancakes) and a lemon

sized-kova (soft solid sweet made of milk) materialised in His palm.

He gave them to me to eat. Again He stretched out His hand and this

time a very small mud pot full of water materialised. When I ate and

drank, he asked me: " Gori, Is your anger gone? " (Baba used to

affectionately call Sharada Devi, `Gori')

 

I replied in all humility " There is no anger or frustration now. I

was a fool not to realise that your kick was in fact a sign of your

Grace. "

 

Baba then told me " I will tell you something, but before that you

should hold My feet and promise Me not to tell this to anyone " .

 

With pounding heart and anticipating the much awaited Mantra-Upadesh

I did as he told me, " Gori, I will appear in Andhra with the same

name of Sai Baba but in another Avatar (divine manifestation). Then

again you will come to me. I will keep you with me and will give you

joy " .

 

I was ecstatic in joy and said " I am blessed, my Lord. This is my

greatest fortune. " This conversation between us took place in 1917

AD. Later, I was informed that my ailing elder aunt wanted to see me

at Rajamundry. It was when I was at Rajamundry in 1918 that I learnt

that Baba had left His physical body. I was filled with inexplicable

anguish.

 

One day, many years later, I was invited to sing a `Hari Katha' (a

form of ballad popular in rural areas of Andhra Pradesh) in a

village called Uravakonda. In the house where this event was

arranged, I happened to see on the wall a photograph of a handsome

lad. He had a large crown of hair. The face and eyes were most

charming and magnetic.

 

I asked the housewife whose photo it was. She told me " Don't you

know? He is Puttaparthi Sai Baba. If you want to see him, I can take

you to him tomorrow " .

 

The next day I was taken to the house of one Mr. Seshama Raju, the

elder brother of Baba. I then saw the young 14-year-old Baba. It was

in 1940; I was then fifty-two years old. The first words that

Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba uttered were: " Gori, you owe me sixteen

rupees from my Shirdi Incarnation " .

 

I replied that I had already paid up all my debts to Shirdi Baba. He

said, " I know. I said it because you are not able to recognise Me.

All right. After completing all your tasks at the Poor Home you are

running, go over to Puttaparthi. I shall retain you with Me and

shall bestow all the joy you want " .

 

For the next seventeen years, I used to visit Puttaparthi frequently

and spend a few months every time in the divine presence of Baba. In

1958, when I was 70, I closed down the Poor Home and went over to

Puttaparthi to spend the rest of my life there.

 

Reference: " Sathya Sai – The Avatar of Love " ,

Page: 14 –16. Published By Sri Prasanthi Society, Hyderabad,

under the auspices of Sri Sathya Sai Seva Organisations,

Andhra Pradesh on the occasion of Baba's 67th Birthday, 1992.

 

Ram Chugani

Kobe, Japan

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