Sai Satcharita- Chapter 8- Love and humility


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Baba Begging Food

Blessed are the people of Shirdi, in front of whose houses, Baba stood as a beggar and called out, “Oh Lassie, give Me a piece of bread” and spread out His hand to receive the same.

In one hand He carried a Tumrel (tinpot) and in the other a zoli or choupadari, i.e., a rectangular piece of cloth. He daily visited certain houses and went from door to door. Liquid or semi-liquid things such as soup, vegetables, milk or butter-milk were received in the tinpot, while cooked rice, bread, and such solid things were taken in the zoli.

Baba’s tongue knew no taste, as He had acquired control over it. So how could He care for the taste of the different things collected together? whatever things He got in His zoli and in the tinpot were mixed together and partaken by Baba to His heart’s content.

Whether particular things were tasty or otherwise was never noticed by Baba as if His tongue was devoid of the sense of taste altogether. Baba begged till noon, but His begging was very irregular. Some days He went a few rounds, on other days up to twelve noon.

The food thus collected was thrown in a kundi, i.e. earthen pot. Dog, cats and crows freely ate from it and Baba never drove them away. The woman who swept the floor of the Masjid took some 10 or 12 pieces of bread to her house, and nobody prevented her from doing so. How could, He, who even in dreams never warded off cats and dogs by harsh words and signs, refuse food to poor helpless people?

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Blessed indeed is the life of such a noble person! People in Shirdi took Him in the beginning for a mad Fakir. He was known in the village by this name. How could one, who lived on alms by begging a few crumbs of bread, be revered and respected? But this Fakir was very liberal of heart and hand, disinterested and charitable. Tough He looked fickle and restless from outside. He was firm and steady inside. His way was inscrutable.


Baba was a personification of love and humility. By His begging, He showed His humility and as a Fakir; He had to live by begging food. One has to be totally egoless to spread His hands before another person. This does not mean that He encouraged begging. He was always particular that people work hard to earn for their living. He set an example by tirelessly working for the welfare of the people. He treated the sick with His medicines. He helped people to achieve both temporal and spiritual needs. He never expected anything in return. He could have earned a lot by charging people for His services. But He chose to resort to begging showing His humility. The food thus obtained was not for Himself alone, but shared with all the poor people and animals as well. He never cared for taste. He had complete control over His senses. In fact by begging, he showed His love to the people whom He gave a chance to do charity and get blessed. Baba, thus showed humanity how these values can be practised.

For children

From the above story, children can learn to share and care. Values of gratitude and love for all including animals can be learnt.

Another story to reinforce these values



Sai Satcharita- Chapter 2- Stories and essence- Need for a Guru

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Value- Truth

Sub value- Importance of a Guru

Hemadpant (author of Sai Satcharita) was very friendly with the Sai devotees; Kakasaheb Dixit and Nanasaheb Chandorkar. They insisted that he visit Shirdi and receive Baba’s darshan. He promised them to do so. But something happened meanwhile which prevented him from going to Shirdi. One of his friend’s son fell ill; and his friend tried all possible means, physical and spiritual, but the son’s fever did not abate. Then the friend got his Guru to sit by the side of his son’s bed, but this too was of no avail.

Hearing this, Hemadpant thought to himself, “What is the utility of the Guru, if he could not save my friend’s son? If the Guru can’t do anything for us, why should I go to Shirdi at all?” Thinking in this way, he postponed his Shirdi trip. But the inevitable must happen and it happened in his case.

His friend; Mr. Nanasaheb Chandorkar on his way to an official trip happened to meet Hemadpant and took him to task for putting off his Shirdi trip. Nana’s argument regarding the Shirdi trip was convincing and delightful, and so Hemadpant decided to start for Shirdi the same night.

He packed his luggage and started for Shirdi. He planned to go to Dadar (in Mumbai) ; from there to take the train for Manmad (a station closer to Shirdi), and so he booked himself a ticket to Dadar , sat in the train. As the train was about to start, a Muslim man came hastily to his compartment and seeing all his luggage etc asked him where he was bound to. When Hemadpant told him his plan; the man suggested that he should go straight to Boribunder (another station in Mumbai) and not get down at Dadar, for the Manmad Mail (the train) did not stop at Dadar at all. If this little miracle had not happened, Hemadpant would not have reached Shirdi the next day as desired and many doubts would have assailed him.

He reached Shirdi the next day before 10 A.M. Kaka Dixit was waiting for him there. This was in 1910 and there was only one place, Sathe’s Wada, for lodging pilgrim devotees. After alighting from the tanga(a small horse-drawn carriage) Hemadpant was anxious to receive Baba’s darshan when the great devotee, Tatyasaheb Noolkar, returned from the Masjid. He told him that Sai Baba was at the corner of the Wada and that he should first receive Baba’s preliminary darshan and then, after a bath, see Him at leisure. Hearing this, Hemadpant ran and prostrated before Baba and his joy knew no bounds. He found more than what Nana Chandorkar had told him about. All his senses were satisfied and he forgot thirst and hunger. The moment he touched Sai Baba’s feet, he began a new lease of life.

The peculiarity of receiving Sai Baba’s darshan , he discovered later , was  that ones thoughts were changed, the force of previous actions  abated and gradually non-attachment or dispassion towards worldly objects grew. It was by the merit of actions in many past births that such darshana was attained, and when one saw Sai Baba, the entire world became  or assumed the form of Sai Baba.

The day Hemadpant arrived in Shirdi, there was an argument between him and Balasaheb Bhate (another devotee), regarding the necessity of a Guru. Hemadpant contended, “Why should we lose our freedom and submit to others? When we have to do our duty, why is a Guru necessary? One must try his best and save himself; What can the Guru do for a man who does nothing but sleeps indolently?” And Mr. Bhate took up the other side, and said, “Whatever is bound to happen must happen; Even great men have failed; man proposes one way, but God disposes the other way. Brush aside your cleverness; Pride or egoism won’t help you.” This discussion, with all its pros and cons went on for an hour or so and as usual they did not arrive at a decision. They had to stop the discussion ultimately, as both were exhausted. The net result of this was that Hemadpant lost his peace of mind and discovered that when there is  strong body-consciousness and egoism, there will be  argument. In other words, it is egoism which breeds arguments.

When they later went to the Masjid, Baba asked Kakasaheb Dixit, “What was going on in the Wada? What was the discussion about?” and staring at Hemadpant, Baba added, “What did this Hemadpant say?”

Hearing these words, Hemadpant was rather surprised, since the Masjid was at a considerable distance from Sathe’s Wada, where the discussion had happened. How could Baba know about their discussion, unless He was omniscient and the Inner Ruler of  all?

The day after Hemadpant’s first meeting with Sai Baba, Kakasaheb went to Baba and asked whether he should leave Shirdi. Baba said, “Yes”. Then someone asked, “Baba, where should he go?” Baba replied, “High up.” Then the man asked, “How is the way that leads there?” Baba said, “There are many ways leading there; there is one way from here too (Shirdi). The way that begins here is difficult. There are tigers and wolves in the jungles on the way.” Kakasaheb then asked, “But Baba, what if we take a guide with us?” Baba answered, “Then there is no difficulty. The guide will take you straight to your destination, avoiding wolves, tigers and ditches on the way. If there is no guide, there is the danger of your being lost in the jungle or falling into ditches.”

Hemadpant was present on this occasion and he thought that this was the answer Baba gave to the question about whether a Guru was necessary. Thus, he took the hint that no discussion of the question− whether man is free or bound− is of any use in spiritual matters. On the contrary, real Paramartha (knowing the ultimate truth) is possible only as a result of the teachings of the Guru. This is illustrated by the examples of great Avatars like Rama and Krishna, who had to submit themselves to their Gurus− Vasishtha and Sandipani respectively− to attain self- realization. Therefore, the only virtues necessary for such progress are faith and patience.


The Guru Gita (verse 17) aptly describes the guru as “dispeller of darkness” (from gu, “darkness” and ru, “that which dispels”). A true, God-illumined guru is one who, in his attainment of self-mastery, has realized his identity with the omnipresent Spirit. Such a one is uniquely qualified to lead the seeker on his or her inward journey toward perfection. The guru-disciple relationship is the highest expression of friendship, for it is based on unconditional divine love and wisdom.

When we are moving blindly through the valley of life, stumbling in darkness, we need the help of someone who has eyes. We need a guru. To follow one who is enlightened is the only way out of the great muddle that has been created in the world.


Through sympathy and deep vision, a true guru sees the Lord suffering in the physically, mentally, and spiritually poor, and that is why he feels it his joyous duty to assist them. He tries to feed the hungry God in the destitute, to stir the sleeping God in the ignorant, to love the unconscious God in the enemy, and to waken the half-asleep God in the yearning devotee. And by a gentle touch of love, he instantaneously arouses the almost fully awakened God in the advanced seeker. The guru is, among all men, the best of givers. Like the Lord Himself, his generosity knows no boundaries. Such a guru is a human vehicle whose body, speech, mind, and spirituality God uses as a channel to attract and guide lost souls back to His home of immortality.

Saibaba was one such Guru.

For Children

From  this story children will be grasp  that Sai Baba was omniscient (one who knows everything). He is the Inner Ruler dwelling in each one of us, as divinity. He knew about the discussion of the author and another devotee on ‘the need for Guru’ at the Wada which was far away from the Masjid; though He was not present there physically. The kids are led to see Baba’s love for the author,Hemadpant in this case; as to how Baba drew him closer to Himself , made the author come to Shirdi through the author’s friends;  as well as  through the Muslim gentleman in the train; despite the fact that the author had not met Baba ; also was  hesitant to accept a Guru, after he heard of his friend’s son’s story.

Children also learn about the Selfless love Baba  had for all. He did not expect anything from the people who visited Him. He was only interested in leading them to  the right path of life. It was an unconditional love.

We must also try to help the needy whenever we can without any expectations. This will give us immense happiness from within.

To teach the above lessons a teacher or a Guru is needed. Children should develop the right values from young age. It is said that a small plant can be moulded but a tree will break when trying to mould it; which means children at a younger age can absorb whatever is taught to them and this age can be used to teach them the human values of love, truth, peace etc rather than when they grow old when they already have their own mindset. A true guru will guide them in the right path and make them a good human being by guarding them and empowering them with the right values taught to them. A true Guru will lead by example.

The need for a guru can be learned more from this parable of Sri Rama Krishna Paramahamsa.

Sai Satcharita is a treasure trove of divine experiences and messages for Sai devotees who were not able to see and interact with Baba physically.

Bow to Shri Sai and peace be to all

Courtesy- Sri Sai Satcharita



Real Devotion

Value- Love

Sub value- Devotion

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In a village, an erudite scholar was giving a great exposition on the Bhagvad Gita. A rustic man also came to listen to the talk.

All people were listening with rapt attention at the commentary, but this rustic was weeping.

When enquired about this, the rustic replied that he wept at the predicament of the Lord who had to sit on the chariot and half turn his head behind to talk to Arjuna and how much pain this would have caused to the Lord? . The rustic had identified himself with the characters in the episode.

The rustic had real devotion for the lord and could experience what the Lord would have gone through during the entire conversation with Arjuna


It is one thing to expound and listen to the great scriptures; but if one is not able to absorb the right message and practise it; it is of not of much use. The scriptures are only guides and maps. We have to understand that and put into practice the teachings.

Adapted from Chinna Katha- Sri Sathya Sai Baba

A dear devotee


Value- Love

Sub value- Yearning for the Lord

One day in the sacred shrine of lord Viswanath at Kasi, all the devotees and temple priests were immersed in singing hymns and reciting chants. All of a sudden, they heard a metallic sound. When they turned their heads in that direction they saw a shining gold plate on the floor of the shrine. It must have fallen through an open space in the center of the hall from the sky leading to the sanctum sanctorum. All of them gathered around in wonder, as the chief temple priest went close to examine it. He found the following words inscribed on it,”This belongs to my dear devotee” and read the inscription loudly. Soon   the temple priests vied with one another to snatch the plate with the feeling, “Who could be a greater devotee than myself. I spend my time, talent and strength only to offer worship to the Lord Viswanath of Kasi.” But the plate changed into an earthen one the moment they touched it one after another.

News spread like wild fire about the golden plate. Several scholars, singers, poets and preachers came and tried their luck but in vain. Days, weeks and months rolled on but the plate remained there without a claimant.

One day, a stranger came to the temple. As he  stood at the entrance,  tears gathered in his eyes when he saw beggars, blind, dumb and lame piteously pleading for alms. He felt ashamed of his inability to relieve them of their hunger and agony. He wanted to pray to the Lord and so stepped into the temple. He saw people gathered round and discussing something. He tried to squeeze himself into the crowd to find out why they were standing there.

He saw a golden plate in the center of that enclosure. He inquired and was told about the episode of the golden plate. He was rather surprised and sad at the attitude of the people and the priests. Instead of praying to the Lord of the Universe and trying to earn His grace, they were eager to possess the golden plate. Observing his nonchalant attitude, the high priest requested him to try his hand. The stranger replied: “Oh Revered one! I do not care for either gold or silver, what I long for is God’s Grace.” The priest’s esteem for that man increased. So he once again requested him, “At least to satisfy us, please try your hand.” The stranger touched the plate without a trace of attachment. Lo! It shone forth with redoubled effulgence.

All the priests gathered round and queried: “Sir, where do you come from? What are your qualifications? What are the branches of learning you have mastered? How many years did you do penance?” The stranger replied calmly: “I don’t belong to any place. I just manage to earn my bread by hard labor. The only sadhana I do is Namasmaran [repeating the name of the Lord]. This has perhaps rendered my heart pure and filled it with love and compassion. It has enabled me to control my mind and the senses. I have not read any book or mastered any science. The only art I know of is chanting the Name Divine. The only act I do is to be kind to the poor.”


The only qualification to become dear to the Lord is to acquire a compassionate heart and sense control. These two can be acquired through Namasmaran (chanting the name of the Lord) with full faith, love and devotion.

Adapted from Chinnakatha by Sri Sathya Sai baba

Winning or losing

Value- Truth, love

Sub value- Awareness, compassion

One day, a young boy came into the monastery and asked the Chief Monk, to give him some work and also food.


The Chief Monk asked him: What have you read? What work can you do? What do you know?

The boy replied: I have not studied in school; I have no proficiency in any work excepting some stray jobs like washing food plates, cleaning up the cottage etc., I do not know anything else.

The Chief Monk asked ,’ Are you sure you do not know anything else?’

The young boy replied, ‘Oh, yes, Sir, now I remember. I can play a decent game of Chess.’

The Chief Monk said: Oh that’s good. Now I shall test you in your game.’
He asked another monk to come with chess board and coins and asked a table to be placed so that the game could start.

Before start of the game, the Chief Monk said,’ Now see, I have a sword on my hand. If any one is defeated, his nose will be severed.’

The boy became nervous. However, without any other way to go, he agreed.

The game started. Initially, the boy made some mistakes in moves. His position on the board became almost hopeless.


He then concentrated completely on the game and improved the position to a winning level.

Then he noticed that the monk, his opponent,  was not nervous but obviously a little disturbed.

The boy then thought,
“I am a useless fellow in life. Nothing will change the world if I lose the game and lose my nose.

But this monk, is well read person, doing meditation and is sure to attain Buddha Hood Why should he lose?’

So the young boy deliberately made a wrong move, so that his opponent  could take advantage and win the game !

The Chief Monk suddenly flashed his sword on the table. All the coins flew into different directions.

He then said, ‘ The game is over. Oh boy! you are IN. You will be with us in the monastery hereafter.’

The boy did not understand.

The Chief Monk explained, ‘I did not ask you to play chess to find out your caliber in the game. But I was looking for two essential qualities that are necessary for Self realization.

One is *Maha Prajna*. The Great Awareness. I found that in you. When you were losing badly, you put your entire concentration and attention on the game turning to your advantage.
This is Maha Prajna.

The second is *Maha Karuna* – The Great Compassion. I found that also in you. When your opponent was about to lose the game, you looked at him with great compassion and deliberately made a wrong mistake so that he could win.

These two qualities are adequate to do sadhana and make the life ‘Meaningful’


Life isn’t about winning or losing there is nothing to win and nothing to lose.We can at best enjoy or suffer our limited time called ‘Life’ but enjoyment or suffering is also only a figment of our imagination.

Going beyond enjoyment, suffering, winning or losing is the path that few choose to walk.



Postman and the little girl


Value- Love

Sub value- Compassion, sensitive to others need


A postman knocked on the door of a house, saying, “Letter.”
A child like voice came from inside, “I am coming.” But the inmate did not come until three or four minutes, the postman shouted “Hey, please come fast and take the letter. “the child’s voice again said, “Mr. Postman, put the letter under the door , I’m coming. “Postman said,” No,  it’s a registered letter with, acknowledgment you should sign. “approximately six to seven minutes later the door was a opened,angry for the delay the postman was going to yell at the person who opened, but he was shocked to see a child with no feet kneeling on her knees in front of him.

The postman delivered the letter quietly and went back feeling sorry, it went on like this. The postman got used to waiting till the door was opened whenever he had to deliver a letter to the child’s house. Deepavali was approaching.The child saw the postman was always barefoot. One day when the postman came to deliver post, the girl took the postman’s feet size in the dirt marks on the floor and just before Diwali when the postman came the child told him Uncle, it’s a gift from me to you on Diwali.” Postman said, “You are like a daughter to me, how can I take any gift from you? The child insisted and he took it home and opened the packet.

He was shocked his eyes were filled him tears when he saw a pair of shoes because during his entire service no one had even noticed that he was barefoot always.


The sensitivity, others perceive pain, to experience and to share their pain. It is a human quality, without which the human being is incomplete.
We should pray to God to give us the ornament in the form of sensitivity so that we can contribute in reducing the pain of others in times of sorrow.

Sweetness of Sour Oranges

Value- Love

Subvalue- Concern

A man often bought oranges from an old lady. After purchasing the oranges he would peel it and taste a segment and as soon as he would taste those he would complain that those were sour and insist the old woman to taste.

The old lady would put the segment in her mouth and retort, “why do you complain, it is so sweet,” but by then the man would have gone off.
His wife wondered on this daily act of her husband and asked him about his charade.
He smiled, “the old lady only sells sweet oranges but never eats them herself. This way I get her to eat one, without her having to spend and I feel good seeing her eat those.”
The vegetable vendor  next to the old lady, observed this daily happening and
one day chided her, “every time this man fusses over your oranges but you always weigh a few extra for him. Why?”
The old lady smiled, “I know he does this to feed me an orange, only, he thinks I don’t understand. I never weigh extra. His love tilts the scale slightly every time.”

One should also learn the art of giving and sharing. There is no pleasure more than seeing others happy by a simple kind act of ours. Life’s joys are in these sweet little gestures of love and respect for our fellow beings. And in giving, not usurping. Not in money.

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