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Articles: Devotion | When God becomes Guardian
- Prof. venkata ramanamurty mallajosyula
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The Much Awaited Moment Arrives
The play was scheduled for the afternoon of July 5, three days after Guru Poornima, in the Sai Kulwant Hall. The day dawned bright and beautiful, and the children awaited their beautiful moments with the Lord.
Bhagavan arrived at 2.45 p.m. (it was earlier than usual) and asked for the play to commence. He asked the child who carried a bouquet, “Who is Sojourner Truth? Who is Abraham Lincoln?” The little girl answered well and Bhagavan turned to everyone sitting around Him saying that even small children knew the play well.
The Serene Sai watches... The little performers of 'Bloom where you are planted'
When the play started, a short circuit occurred exactly at that scene, where the play was stopped twenty days ago during practice session, when Bhagavan suddenly had arrived in front of North Block. The serial lights above Bhagavan started bursting like tiny fire-crackers, but Bhagavan sat blissfully, totally unaffected. Then He looked up for a second and it stopped. However, Bhagavan’s swivel chair was moved to the left, near to the men’s side of the portico. Bhagavan asked the narrator to continue, and one year’s practice surely served its purpose. Very confidently, the children began from where they stopped. Soon the recording resumed, and the play continued with a final scene with all the children singing a bhajan. After the play, a senior SSE student requested Bhagavan for a group photograph, and Bhagavan in His Infinite Compassion, blessed the teachers and assistants too with a photograph. So we too could treasure and cherish that precious moment forever.
The priceless gift of a sealed moment with the Lord The actors with the Divine Director
A Child’s Wish Fulfilled
Immediately after this, Bhagavan sent word for something, and big bowls of apples were brought by the students. Bhagavan personally gave the apples to the Bal Vikas boys. Now, my Sai Prashanth, who was acting as a slave, posed for the photograph, and was completely oblivious to the fact that Bhagavan was distributing apples right behind him. He happily sat removing the stitches from his patchwork. Frantically I began praying to Bhagavan to bless little Sai too with the prasad. Suddenly, Sai got up and Bhagavan called him “little boy” and blessed him with an apple. It was then that I recalled a casual conversation with little Sai in Phoenix, when he was just learning the alphabets. I was explaining to him that Bhagavan can give him anything good he wants, provided, he stays in the play practice without crying, and then I had asked what he would like from Bhagavan. In his own sweet way, he had replied, “Umm, I think I will ask for an apple!” Thus, even the wish of a small child was granted.
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