Farmer, the Caretaker

Value: Love/truth

Sub value: Character/ Hard work

A boy crossed the desert and finally arrived at an ashram in a village. He was told that the guru was delivering a discourse in the evening and the boy was given permission to attend it.

That evening, the Guru spoke of the importance of farming and their work in the fields.

At the end of the talk, the boy said to one of the other inmates: ‘I was really shocked. I expected to hear an enlightened speech on sin and virtue, but the Guru talked only about tomatoes and irrigation and things like that. Where I come from we all believe that God is mercy and that all we have to do is pray.’

The inmate smiled and said: ‘Here we believe that God has done His part and now it is up to us to continue the process.’

To forget how to dig the earth and to tend the soil is to forget our Source. Once in our life, we need a doctor, a lawyer, a policeman…….but everyday, three times a day, we need a farmer. It isn’t the Farm that makes the farmer. It is Love, Hard work and Character, which in the end contribute to real wealth, good morals and above all, Happiness.

And on the eighth day. God looked down on His planned Paradise and said,” I need a caretaker.” And So God made a farmer


Irrespective of whatever we are doing in life, certain basic values like love hard work, character, acceptance and surrender are important for us to be happy and peaceful. We should never forget to offer our prayers and gratitude to the almighty. The farmer who is the source of our existence is to be remembered.

Laughter, an antidote to depression

Value: Right attitude

Sub value: Acceptance/ positive approach

There are many ways to respond when life takes a serious turn, but even then, perhaps especially then, one of the best is to find some humour.

Katie was a young woman with a great, big problem. She was a teenager dying of  leukemia.

Katie’s mother wrote to tell how her daughter approached her disease. She told about a time, shortly after a bone marrow transplant, when Katie’s head was “slickly bald,” as she put it.

One day Katie heard the doctor coming on rounds and ducked into the bathroom. Her mother heard her giggling and asked, “Katie, what is so funny?”

She put her finger to her lips, pulled a Nike ski cap onto her head and crawled into bed.

When the doctor came in, she said, “Well, Miss Katie! How are you feeling today?”

Katie frowned and said, “I am OK, I guess… but I just have this ‘splitting’ headache.”

She pulled off her ski cap and there on her bald head was a huge red crack, which she had drawn with a marker. As the doctor recovered from her initial shock, the room exploded in laughter.

Katie did not survive the cancer, but she conquered depression and despair and found an authentic way to live as fully as possible her last months of life.

“It DOES help!” Katie’s mother asserted at the end of her letter.

Mark Twain says that the “human race has unquestionably one really effective weapon – laughter.”

Laughing at the twists and turns of life may not be your first response, but it can be one of the best.


In life we may have to face many challenges, but if we face them in a positive manner then accepting the situation, learning from it and improving oneself becomes easier. We can also find a solution to the problem in a calm and peaceful manner. It would be even better if we are able to face difficult situations with a little bit of humour.

Laughter is the shortest distance between two people


Excerpts from Steve Goodier’s post in

Ego or Pride?

Value: Right conduct

Sub value: Humility

Is there any distinction between ego & pride at all? Are they synonymous?

Pride as such is a positive and healthy feeling if practiced in the right sense.

One can be proud of his country, his nation, his parents, his off-springs, his


Ego creeps in when these feelings turn to the extreme to say that all the rest is nothing in front of these.

This is the thin wall that separates both.

Look at these 2 stories that illustrate this perception.

While at sail a Captain of a steamship heard a distress call.

“Captain, Captain you must alter your course by 10 degrees, you are in danger of collision.”

The Captain replied, “I am captain of a mighty steamship sound and sturdy, I say to you, if my path endangers you, you should alter your course, I will not.”

The voice once again cried out, “Captain! Captain! You must take heed and change your course by twenty degrees; you are in danger of collision.”

The captain replied, “I am at sail and will not change. I steer a mighty and fierce steam ship.”

The voice replied, “Yes you may steer a steamship, but I am a lighthouse.”

This is the EGO of the captain. The Ego which might’ve led to his fall.

Now look at another story

A turtle who was very talkative once overheard the plan of two hunters who schemed to catch turtles the very next day. The turtle turned to two cranes for help to elude the conspiracy of the hunters. It weaved a plan where in the cranes were to hold a long stick at their ends between their beaks.

The turtle was to close its mouth tightly in the middle of the stick so that it would be carried away to a safe distance when the birds make their flight.

The cranes agreed to the idea and asked the turtle to hold the stick firmly.

The cranes took off with their flight with the turtle dangling in the middle of the stick. When the birds were up high in the air with the turtle, people from below were awe struck about the strange sight.

They exclaimed “What clever birds! A brilliant idea to carry a turtle!”

The proud turtle who could not contain himself shouted out “The idea is mine!”, only to tumble from above to land on the earth.

It was the PRIDE of the turtle which caused its fall.

The more one feeds the ego, the more it grows.

Pride is more steadfast.

But……. it is evident that both need to be controlled. And the antidote is humility. When the ego and pride are dropped and the outlook embraces humility, a new light is thrown on the perception. Humility paves the way to move forward with confidence and self respect.

Life is telling us here to stop for a moment and look at it in a new perspective with humility, not to allow ego and pride to control us so that we become more successful in leading a peaceful and happy life.


Humility is a good virtue one should inculcate. If we are alert and wise and also act with humility when we have to take decisions, we will observe our ego and pride and our personality will change gradually.

Humility is the wisdom of accepting the truth that you might just be wrong

Do not quit

Poet: John Greenleaf Whittier (1807 – 1892)

Value: Truth

Sub value: Perseverance

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,

When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

When the funds are low and the debts are high

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,

Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As every one of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out;

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow–

You may succeed with another blow.

Success is failure turned inside out–

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems so far;

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit–

It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

Learning: Life is meant to be a series of challenges that we overcome, not avoid

Never give up confidence under any circumstance. Perseverance with a positive attitude is the only way to achieve our aspirations and future dreams.

Dualistic level of Reality

Value: Optimism/ Truth

Sub value: Respect for others/Acceptance

A Spanish tale

Once there was a Meeting of tools—Hammer, Screw, Sandpaper, Tape

, and  Saw—to fix their differences.

The had of the meeting was Hammer. But it was decided by all other members that he had to resign. Reason? He was too noisy and pounding all the time. Everyone wanted the Screw to head the meeting.

Hammer accepted the verdict about himself but he wanted Screw also to resign. Reason? They had to make him do many turns to perform one single act. So he recommended Sandpaper to be the head and lead the meeting.

Screw accepted the verdict about himself but he wanted Sandpaper also to resign. Why? Because he was very rough in the treatment. According to the screw, the tape was the best choice for heading the meeting.

Sandpaper accepted the verdict about himself but he wanted the Tape also to resign. Why? Because he always spent time measuring others according to his level, as if he were the only one perfect.

At that precise moment came in the carpenter, he put on the apron and started his work. He created a piece of attractive furniture out of the country wood using the Hammer, the SandPaper, the Tape, the Saw, and the Screw.

When the carpenter finished the work, the assembly restarted its deliberation. It was then the Saw took the floor and said, “Gentlemen, all of you spoke about our defects, but the carpenter made use of our best qualities. That makes us valuable. So, let’s stop contemplating on our bad points, and let’s concentrate on the usefulness of our good points.”

The assembly then realised that:

The Hammer was strong.

The Screw joined and gave reinforcement.

The SandPaper polished and filed down roughness.

The Tape helped to be precise and exact.

We live in a dualistic level of reality. The fact that there exists ‘yin and yang’, ‘day and night’ in life, confirms that everything in this world exists at a dualistic level. These dualities exist in ourselves too in the form of joy and sorrow, success and failure, inspiration and depression, likes and dislikes, etcetera.

Wisdom lies in exploring this duality and allowing life to flow moment to moment, exactly as it is intended, embracing both positive and negative with open arms.

The duality of one is the unity of two.


We must always cultivate the habit of being optimistic and respect the qualities one possesses, irrespective of whatever the qualities maybe.

“Oneness is the absolute truth, duality is an illusion.” – Shradha Shukla


Being Positive




Value: Truth

Sub value: contentment

Louise L. Hay in her book “You can Heal your Life”

Think for a moment of a healthy tomato plant with a hundred tomatoes on it. In order to get this, we need to start with a small dried seed. That seed doesn’t look like tomato plant and it sure doesn’t taste a tomato. If you don’t know for sure, you would not even believe it could be a tomato plant. However, let’s say you plant this seed in fertile soil, you water it and let the sun shine on it.

When the first little tiny shoot comes up, you don’t stomp on it and say, “That’s not a tomato plant.” Rather, you look at it and say, “Oh boy! Here it comes” and you watch it grow with delight. In time if you continue to water it, give it lots of sunshine, pull away any weeds, and you might have a tomato plant with hundred luscious tomatoes. It all began with that one tiny seed.

It’s the same with creating a new experience for yourself.

The soil you plant is your subconscious mind.

The seed is the new affirmation. The whole new experience is in this tiny seed.

You water it with affirmations.

You let the sunshine of positive thought beam on it.

You weed the garden by pulling away the negative thoughts that come up.

And when you see the first tiniest little evidence, you don’t stomp on it and say, “that’s not enough! Instead you look at this first break through and exclaim with glee, “Oh boy! Here it comes! Its working!”

Then you watch it grow and become your desire in manifestation.


Contentment is a good virtue one should cultivate. Over a period of time, whatever the circumstance may be, we develop the attitude of being greatful which in turn leads to peace and ultimate bliss.

Eat things that make your body feel good.

Think thoughts that make you happy.

Do things that make you feel good.

Be with people who make you feel good.

Go at a pace that makes you feel good.

The frog that lived in the well


Value: Truth, opportunity

Sub value: Freedom

This story is a very popular folk tale and has many versions. This version is what Swami Vivekananda told the world as part of one of his speeches at the Parliament of Religions held in Chicago on 15th September, 1893.

Once upon a time, there lived a frog in a nice, deep well. It had lived there for a long time. It was born there and brought up there. This frog, every day fed on the worms and bacilli that lived in the water of the well, and became a fat frog with a lot of energy.

Well, one day another frog that lived in the sea came and fell into the well. Our well frog asked the sea frog, “Where are you from?”

“I am from the sea,” answered the sea frog

“The sea!” exclaimed the well frog, “How big is that? Is it as big as my well?”, and he took a leap from one side of the well to the other.

“My friend”, said the sea frog, “how do you compare the sea with your little well?”

Then the well frog took another leap and asked, “Is your sea so big?”

The shocked sea frog exclaimed, “What nonsense you speak, to compare the sea with your well!”

“Well, Well,” said the well frog, “nothing can be bigger than my well; there can be nothing bigger than this; He then shouted, “This fellow is a liar, turn him out.”

Some of us think too small, like a frog at the bottom of the well. This frog thinks the sky is only as big as the top of the well. If only he surfaced he would have an entirely different view.


We must not limit ourselves to the knowledge we possess. In any situation if we make an attempt to introspect and understand the truth, we may have a better opportunity to experience freedom and peace

Our task must be to free ourselves…. By widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of Nature and its beauty – Albert Einstein

Sai Satcharitra – Chapter 50


Value: Truth

Sub value: Faith, Grace

Story 1

Kakasaheb Dixit (1864-1926)

Mr. Hari Sitaram alias Kakasaheb Dixit was born in 1864 A.D., in a Vadnagara Nagar – Brahmin-family, at Khandwa(C.P). His primary education was done at Khandwa, Hinganghat, and secondary education at Nagpur. He came to Bombay for higher eduaction and studied first in the Wilson College and then in the Elphinstone College. After graduation in 1883 A.D., he passed his LL.B. and solicitor’s examination; and then served in the firm of the Govt. Solicitors, Messrs Little and Co., and then, after sometime started a solicitors’ firm of his own.
Before 1909 A.D., Sai Baba’s name was not familiar to Kakasaheb, but after that he soon becomes His great devotees. While he was staying at Lonavla, he happened to see his old friend. Mr. Nanasaheb Chandorkar. Both spent some time, in talking about many things. Kakasaheb described to him, how when he was boarding a train in London, he met with an accident, in which his foot slipped and was injured. Hundreds of remedies gave him no relief. Nanasaheb then told him that if he wished to get rid of the pain and lameness of his leg, he should go to his Sadguru-Sai Baba. He also gave him all the particulars of Sai Baba and mentioned to him Sai Baba’s dictum “I draw to Me My man fram far off, or even across the seven seas, like a sparrow with a string fastened to its feet.” He also made it clear to him that if he be not Baba’s man, he would not be attracted to Him and given a darshan. Kakasaheb was pleased to hear all this, and said to Nanasaheb that he would go to Baba, see Him and pray to Him to cure not so much his lame leg, but bring round his lame, fickle mind and give him eternal Bliss.

Some time after, Kakasaheb went to Ahmednagar; and stayed with sirdar Kakasaheb Mirikar in connection with securing votes for a seat, in the Bombay Legislative Council. Mr. Balasaheb Mirikar, son of Kakasaheb Mirikar, who was a Mamalatdar of Kopergaon, also came at that time to Ahmendnagar in connection with a Horse-Exhibition there. After the election business was over, Kakasaheb Dixit wanted to go to Shirdi and both the Mirikars, father and son were also thinking in their house about a fit and proper person, as a guide, with whom he should be sent there. There Sai Baba was arranging things for his reception. Shama got a telegram from his father-in-law at Ahemdnagar, stating that his wife was seriously ill, and that he should come to see her with his wife. Shama with Baba’s permission went there, and saw his mother-in-law and found her improving and better. Nanasaheb Panshe and Appasaheb Gadre happened to see Shama, on their way to the Exhibition Dixit there and take him to Shirdi along with him. Kakasaheb Dixit and the Mirikars were also informed of Shama’s arrival. In the evening Shama came to Mirikars, who introduced him to Kakasaheb. They arranged that Shama should leave for Kopergaon with Kakasaheb by the 10 O’Clock night train. After this was settled, a curious thing happened. Balasaheb Mirikar threw aside the veil or covering on Baba’s big portrait and showed the same to Kakasaheb. He was surprised to see that He, Whom he was going to meet at Shirdi, was already there in the form of His portrait to greet him, at this juncture. He was much moved and made his prostration before the portarit. This portrait belonged to Megha. The glass over it was broken and it was sent to Mirikars for repairs. The necessary repairs had been already made; and it was decided to return the portarit with Kakasaheb and Shama.

Before ten O’Clock, they went to the station and booked their passage; but when the train arrived, they found that the second class was overcrowded; and then there was no room for them. Fortunately, the guard of the train turned out to be an acquaintance of Kakasaheb; and he put them up in the first class. Thus they travelled comfortably and alighted at Kopergaon. Their joy knew no bounds when they saw there Nanasaheb Chandorkar, who was also bound for Shirdi. Kakasaheb and Nanasaheb embraced each other, and then after bathing in the sacred Godavari river they started for Shirdi. After coming there and getting Baba’s darshan, Kakasaheb’s mind was melted, his eyes were full of tears and he was overflowing with joy. Baba said to him, that he also was waiting for him; and had sent Shama ahead to receive him.

Kakasaheb then passed many happy years in Baba’s company. He buit a Wada in Shirdi which he made as his, more or less, permanent home. The experiences he got from Baba are so manifold, that it is not possible to relate them all here. The readers are advised to read a special (Kakasaheb Dixit) No. of ‘Shri Sai Leela’ magazine, Vol 12, No. 6-9. we close this account with the mention of one fact only. Baba had comforted hi by saying that in the end “He will take him in air coach (Viman)”, (i.e., secure him a happy death). This came out true. On the 5th of July 1926 A.D., he was travelling in the train with Hemadpant and talking about Sai Baba. He seemed deeply engrossed in Sai Baba. All of a sudden he threw his neck on Hemadpant’s shoulder, and breathed his last with no trace of pain and uneasiness.

Story 2

Shri Tembye Swami
We come to the next story, which shows how Saints love each other with fraternal affection. Once Shri Vasudevanand Saraswati, known as Shri Tembye Swami encamped, at Rajamahendri (Andhra Country), on the banks of Godavari. He was a devout, orthodox, Jnani and Yogi Bhakta of the God Dattatreya. One, Mr. Pundalikrao, pleader of Nanded (Nizam State) went to see him, with some friends. While they were talking with him, the names of Shirdi and Sai Baba were casually mentioned. Hearing Baba’s name, the Swami bowed with his hands; and taking a coconut gave it to Pundalikrao, and said to him, “Offer this to my brother Sai, with my pranam and request Him not to forget me, but ever love me.” He also added that the Swamis do not generally bow to others, but in this case an exception had to be made. Mr. Pundalikrao consented to take the fruit and his message to Baba. The Swami was right in calling Baba a brother, for as he maintained an Agnihotra (Sacred fire) day and night, in his orthodox fashion; Baba too kept His Agnihotra, i.e., Dhuni ever burning in the Masjid.

After one month Pundalikrao and others left for Shirdi with the coconut, and reached Manmad, and as they felt thirsty they went to a rivulet for drinking water. As water should not be drunk on an empty stomach, they took out some refreshments, i.e., Chivda (flattened rice mixed with spice). The Chivda tasted pungent and in order to soften it, some one suggested and broke the coconut and mixed its scrapings with it. Thusthey made the Chivda mare tasty and palatable. Unfortunately the fruit broken, turned out to be the same, that was entrusted to Pundalikrao. As they neared Shirdi, Pundalikrao remembered the trust, i.e., the coconut and was very sorry to learn that it was broken and utilized. Fearing and trembling, he came to Shirdi and saw Baba. Baba had already received a wireless message, regarding the coconut, from the Tembye Swami, ad Himself asked Pundalikrao first to give the things sent by His brother. He held fast Baba’s Feet, confessed his guilt and negligence, repented and asked for Baba’s pardon. He offered to give another fruit as a substitute, but Baba refused to accept it saying that the worth of that coconut was by far, many times more, than an ordinary one and that it could not be replaced by another one. Baba also added- “Now you need not worry yourself any more about the matter. It was on account of my wish that the coconut was entrusted to you, and ultimately broken on the way; why should you take the responsibility of the actions on you? Do not entertain the sense of doership in doing good, as well as for bad deeds; be entirely prideless and egoless in all things and thus your spiritual progress will be rapid.” What a beautiful spiritual instruction Baba gave!

Story 3

Balaram Dhurandhar (1878-1925)
Mr. Balaram Dhurandhar belonged to the Pathare Prabhu community, of Santacruz, Bombay. He was an advocate of the Bombay High Court and sometime Principal of the Governament Law School, Bombay. The whole Dhurandhar family was pious and religious. Mr. Balaram served his community, and wrote and published an account of it. He then turned his attention to spiritual and religious matters. He studied carefully Gita, and its commentary Jnaneshwari; and other philosiphical and other metaphysical works. He was a devotee of Vithoba of Pandharpur. he came in contact with Sai Baba in 1912 A.D.. Six months previous, his brothers Babulji and Vamanrao came to Shirdi and took Baba’s darshan. They returned home, and mentioned their sweet experiences to Balaram and other members. Then they all decided to see Sai Baba. Before they came to Shirdi, Baba declared openly that – “To-day many of my Darbar people are coming.” The Dhurandhar brothers were astonished to hear this remark of Baba, from others; as they had not given any previous intimation of their trip. All the other people prostrated themselves before Baba, and sat talking to Him. Baba said to them- “These are my Darbar people to whom I referred before” and said to the Dhurandhar brothers- “We are acquainted with each other for the last sixty generations.” All the brothers were meek and modest, they stood with joined hands, staring at Baba’s Feet. All the Sattwic emotions such as tears, horripilation, choking, etc., moved them and they were all happy. Then they went to their lodging, took their meals and after taking a little rest again came to the Masjid. Balaram sat near Baba, messaging His Legs. Baba Who was smoking a chillam advanced it towards him and beckoned him to smoke it. Balaram was not accustomed to smoking, still he accepted the pipe, smoked it with great difficulty; and returned it reverentially with a bow. This was the most auspicious moment for Balaram. He was suffering from Asthma for six years. This smoke completely cured him of the disease, which never troubled him again. Some six years later, on a particular day, he again got an attack of Asthma. This was precisely the time when Baba took his Mahasamadhi.

The day of this visit was a Thursday; and the Dhurandhar brothers had the good fortune of witnessing the Chavadi, Balaram saw the lusture of pandurang on Baba’s face and next morning at the Kakad-Arti time, the same phenomenon – the same lusture of his Beloved Deity- Pandurang was visible again on Baba’s face.
Mr. Balaram Dhurandhar wrote, in Marathi, the life of the Maharashtra Saint Tukaram, but did not survive to see its publication. It was published, later on, by his brothers in 1928. In a short note on Balaram’s life given in the beginning of the book, the above account of Balaram’s visit has been fully corroborated therein (Vide page 6 of the book).


The clouds, pour their rain-water and thereby, cool and refresh all the people. The flowers, blossom in the spring and, enable us to worship God, therewith. So the stories of Sai Baba come forth, in order to give solace and comfort to the readers. Both, those, who tell; and those who hear the stories of Baba, are blessed and holy, as also the mouths of the former and the ears of the latter.

It is well-established fact, that though we try hundreds of means or sadhanas, we do not attain the spiritual goal of life, unless a Sadguru blesses us with his grace. Therefore let us read and hear the stories of the Sadguru to earn His grace and move towards attaining spiritual goal in life.

For Children:

Let us read and hear the stories of Sai baba, and to start with let us start to practice some of His teachings which will help us blossom into a better human being for our own good and the society at large.

A story below will help us to understand the above values better;














Sai Satcharitra – Chapter 48

Value: Love

Sub value: Faith

Story 1

Mr. Sapatneker of Akkalkot (Sholapur District) was studying for law. A co-student Mr.Shevade met him. Other fellow students also gathered together and compared notes of their study. It was found by the questions and answers amongst themselves, that Mr.Shevade was the least prepared of all for the examination, and therefore all the students derided him. But he said that though he was not prepared, he was sure to pass the examination, as his Sai Baba was there to get him through it successfully. Mr.Sapatnekar was surprised at this remark. He took Mr.Shevade aside and asked him who this Sai Baba was whom he extolled so high. He replied – “There lives in a Masjid in Shirdi (Ahmednagar District) a fakir. He is a great Sat-purusha. There may be other saints, but this is unique. Unless there is a great store of merits on one’s account, one can’t see Him. I fully believe in Him, and what He says will be never untrue. He has assured me that I will pass definitely next year and I am confident that I will get through the final examination also with His grace.” Mr.Sapatneker laughed at his friend’s confidence and jeered at him and Baba.

Story 2

Mr.Sapatnekar passed his examination, settled at Akkalkot and practised as a pleader there. Ten years after this, i.e., in 1913 he lost his only son on account of a throat disease. This broke his heart. He sought relief by making a pilgrimage to Pandharpur, Ganagapur and other holy places. He got no peace of mind. Then he read Vedanta, which also did not help him. In the meanwhile he remembered Mr.Shevade’s remarks and his faith in Baba, and he thought that he too should go to Shirdi and see Baba. He went to Shirdi with his younger brother Panditrao and was much pleased to see Baba from a distance. When he went near and prostrated himself and placed a coconut before Baba with pure feeling (devotion), the latter at once cried out “Get away.” Saptnekar hung down his head, moved back and sat aside. He wanted to consult somebody who would advise him how to proceed. Somebody mentioned Bala Shimpi’s name. Sapatnekar saw him and sought his help. They bought Baba’s photos and came with them to the Masjid. Baba Shimpi took a photo in his hand, gave it to Baba and asked him whose photo it was. Baba said that this photo was the ‘Yara’ (Lover) of him, pointing to Sapatnekar. Saying this Baba laughed and all others joined. Bala asked Baba the significance of the laugh and beckoned Sapatnekar to come forward and take darshan. When Saptnakar began to prostrate himself, Baba again cried “Get out.” Sapatnekar did not know what to do. Then they both joined their hands and sat before Baba, praying. Baba finally ordered sapatnekar to clear out immediately. Both were sad and dejected. As Baba’s order had to be obeyed, Sapatnekar left Shirdi with a heavy heart praying that he should be allowed to take darshan next time.

One year elapsed. Still his mind was not at peace. He went to Gangapur, where he felt more restless. Then he went to Madhegaon for rest and finally decided to go to Kashi. Two days before starting, his wife got a vision. In her dream she was going with a pitcher to Lakadsha’s well. There a fakir with a piece of cloth round his head, who was sitting at the foot of the Neem tree, came close to her and said – “My dear lassie, why get exhausted for nothing? I get your pitcher filled with pure water.” She was afraid of the fakir and hastened back with the empty pitcher. The fakir followed her. At this she was awakened and opened her eyes. She told this vision to her husband. They thought that this was an auspicious sign and they both left for Shirdi. When they reached the Masjid, Baba was absent. He had gone to Lendi. They waited till His return. When He returned, she was surprised to see that the fakir she saw in her vision, resembled exactly Baba. She reverentially prostrated herself before Baba and sat looking at him. Seeing her humility Baba was much pleased and began to tell a story in his peculiar characteristic fashion to a third party. He said – “My arms, abdomen and waist are paining for a long time. I took many medicines, the pains did not abate. I got sick of the medicines as they gave me no relief, but I am surprised to see now that all the pains have disappeared at once.” Though no name was mentioned it was the story of Mrs.Sapatnekar herself. Her pains, as described by Baba, left her soon and she was happy.

Then Mr.Sapatnekar went ahead to take darshan. He was again welcomed with the former “Get out.” This time he was more penitent and persevering. He said that Baba’s displeasure was due to his past deeds and resolved to make amends for the same. He determined to see Baba alone and ask his pardon for his past actions. This he did. He placed his head on Baba’s feet and Baba placed His hand on it and Sapatnekar sat stroking Baba’s leg. Then a shepherdess came and sat massaging Baba’s waist. Baba in his characteristic way began to tell the story of a bania. He related the various vicissitudes of all his life, including the death of his only son. Sapatnekar was surprised to see that the story which Baba related was his own, and he wondered how Baba knew every detail of it. He came to know that He was omniscient and knew the hearts of all. When this thought crossed his mind, Baba still addressing the shepherdess and pointing to Sapatnekar said – “This fellow blames Me and charges Me with killing his son. Do I kill people’s children? Why does this fellow come to the Masjid and cry? Now I will do this I will again bring that very child back in his wife’s womb.” WIth these words He placed His blessing and on his head and comforted him saying – “These feet are old and holy, you are care-free now; place entire faith in Me and you will soon get your object.” Sapatnekar was much moved with emotion, he bathed Baba’s feet with his tears and then returned to his residence.

Then he made preparations of worship and naivedya and came with his wife to the Masjid. He offered all this to Baba daily and accepted prasad from Him. There was a crowd in the Masjid and Sapatnekar went there and saluted Baba again and again. Seeing heads clashing against heads Baba said to Sapatnekar – “Oh, why do you prostrate yourself now and then? The one Namaskar offered with love and humility is enough.” Then Sapatnekar witnessed that night the chavadi procession described before. In that procession Baba looked like a veritable Pandurang (Vithal).

At parting next day, Sapatnekar thought that he should first pay one rupee as dakshina and if Baba asked again, instead of saying no, he should pay one more, reserving with him sufficient amount as expenses for the journey. When he went to the Masjid and offered one rupee, Baba asked for another as per his intention and when it was paid, Baba blessed him him saying – “Take the coconut, put it in your wife’s oti (upper fold of her sari), and go away at ease without the least anxiety.” He did so, and within a year a son was born to him and with an infant of 8 months the pair came to Shirdi, placed it at Baba’s feet and prayed thus – “Oh, Sainath, we do not know how to redeem Your obligations, therefore we prostrate ourselves before You, bless us poor helpless fellows, henceforth let Your holy feet be our sole refuge. Many thoughts and ideas trouble us in waking and dream states, so turn away our minds from them to Your bhajan and bless us.”

The son was named Murlidhar. Two others (Bhaskar and Dinkar) were born afterwards. The Sapatnekar pair thus realized that Baba’s words were never untrue and unfulfilled, but turned out literally true.


What experiences Sai Baba gave to His devotees while he was living in flesh, are even to-day, after His Mahasamadhi, obtained now by those who attach themselves to Him.

They have to trim their heart-lamp of faith and devotion, and burn in it wicks of love, and when this is done, the flame of knowledge (self-realization) will be lit up and shine brighter. Mere knowledge without love is dry; nobody wants such knowledge. Without love there is no contentment; so we should have unbroken and unbounded love.

For Children:

When we have faith and love on our Guru, we can see His unseen hands holding and guiding us, which we can experience and confirm when we observe and analyse the result of the any task we have taken up.

The story below reinforces  the above values;



A lesson in a dream


Value: Truth

Sub value: Detachment/positive thinking/peace of mind

A man had a little daughter — an only and much-beloved child.

He lived for her — she was his life.

So when she became ill and her illness resisted the efforts of the best obtainable physicians, he became like a man possessed, moving heaven and earth to bring about her restoration to health.

His best efforts proved unavailing and the child died.

The father was totally irreconcilable. He became a bitter recluse, shutting himself away from his many friends and refusing every activity that might restore his poise and bring him back to his normal self.

But one night he had a dream. He was witnessing a grand pageant of the entire little child angels. They were marching in an apparently endless line past the Great White Throne. Every white robed angelic child carried a candle. He noticed that one child’s candle was not lighted.

Then he saw that the child with the dark candle was his own little girl.

Rushing to her, while the pageant faltered, he seized her in his arms, caressed her tenderly, and then asked: “How is it, darling that your candle alone is unlighted?”

“Father, they often re-light it, but your tears always put it out.”

Just then he awoke from his dream. The lesson was crystal clear, and its effects were immediate. From that hour on he was not a recluse, but mingled freely and cheerfully with his former friends and associates.

No longer would his darling’s candle be extinguished by his useless tears.


If we develop the attitude of being detached, then whatever the circumstance maybe, we would be largely be happy and peaceful.

Detachment does not mean  non-involvement. you can be deeply involved but not entangled – Jaggi Vasudev

Whispers from heaven

By Unknown

When I left this world without you I know it made you blue.

Your tears fell so freely, I watched: I know this is true.

Whole you were weeping, days after I passed away..

While all was silent within me, I saw you kneel to pray.

From this wonderful place called heaven

Where all my pain is gone, I send a gentle breeze to whisper,

“My loved ones, please go on.”

The peace that I have found here goes far beyond compare.

No rain, no clouds, no suffering – just LOVE from everywhere.

You need not be troubled

Just stay close to GOD in prayer someday we’ll be reunited My love,

His love surrounds you always, EVERYWHERE!


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