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Articles: Devotion | When God becomes Guardian
- Prof. venkata ramanamurty mallajosyula
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He just nodded and drove away as the sun was just rising over the horizon. In that hurry, we didn’t have the presence of mind to ask him for his address. In my heart, I had a strong feeling that he was Bhagavan Himself as Ed. It was on the tip of my tongue to ask him to reveal Himself. Then again, I felt it was just His Grace that we were all alive.
Until that moment, my husband would use the term ‘Baba’ to refer to Bhagavan. But on that day, as we checked in, he said, “This trip is a pilgrimage for you. Don't worry, Swami will take care of you.” We boarded the airplane with Bhagavan’s name on our lips.
My husband then called a friend, who rode him back to the freeway tunnel and helped him change the tyre. After this was done, when he started the car, the song “Sab kaa Malik Sai Bhagawan” (Sai is the Master of Everyone) began to play from the CD a Sai sister had given us a few days ago. We reached India safely, and everyone was amazed when they heard about the incident, and how the Divine Hand protected us.
Divine Darshan on July 5, 2005
We stepped in Prasanthi Nilayam on the afternoon of June 17, 2004. My mother-in-law and father-in-law had traveled for the first time to Puttaparthi to watch their grandson perform. We went to the assigned room to unpack and went for Darshan. We heard the bhajans and then the arathi, and waited with bated breath to see our dear Lord.
Bhagavan was sitting in the golf-cart, and I felt He was looking at me, and heard Him asking, “So when are you leaving?” I could not make up my mind whether He was referring to my leaving Puttaparthi or returning to the US ; so I just kept staring at Him and His golf-cart proceeded.
The practice session for the play began on the afternoon of June 20, and again Sai Prashanth started crying, and wouldn’t let me go for Darshan. By then, I too had tears. I was having Bhagavan’s Darshan after three years, and the inner conversation with Bhagavan began, “Bhagavan, I have come from so far just to have Your Darshan. Why is it that I can’t even see You?”
Five minutes later, as the children were practicing in front of North 5, one sevadal ran to us saying Bhagavan’s golf-cart was coming to that part of the ashram. Sure enough, we all had a beautiful Darshan! And after the practice, the children ran up to me and said, “Aunty, it just happened as you told us. Bhagavan did come to watch us as we were practicing.” I had until then, a lingering doubt as to how, if ever, Bhagavan would come, because the previous year Bhagavan had undergone a hip surgery. Once again, I knew and was convinced that Bhagavan is a silent listener to all our conversations.
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