Jai Sai
We all should understand that Shri Shirdi Sai Baba fulfills wishes of his devotees however the methodology of His grantings are beyond our thinking and imagination, hence we should keep Patience and Trust on Him. May His infinite grace and consciousness shine upon this humble effort to pay homage to His resplendent life and teachings. May Baba bless you all.
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Long back on a Dusshehra Day when I was staying in Mumbai with my friends, we could not get an extra leave so that we could celebrate Dusshehra with our families. We decided to go to Shirdi on the very Dusshehra Day.
We started off the house walking at the nearest private bus stop early in the morning. We took a bus from Chembur and were off for Shirdi. It would not have been a better day for me if I would not have been moving to see my Sai.
We reached Baba's Shirdi after getting refreshed we purchased the material for offering the pooja and stood in the long line. The moment we reached the turn in the line which takes you infront of the Beloved Sai, I saw some people in the line carrying the Sona leaves (Apta Tree Leaves which are distributed on Dusshehra celebrating the win of Rama over the Lankan Deamon Raavana). I got disheartened and very much disappointed as I forgot to bring on Sona Leave for my Beloved Baba. I was feeling so upset that I could not even get a Sona leaf for my Baba, who keep giving everything to me without any favor. The line was getting closer and closer and I was feeling like running out of the queue, buy a leaf and get back again. But that was not possible. I thought of plucking the leaf from other people in the queue, but that was against the morals. I was getting panic more and more. The moment I was about to reach Baba’s Samadhi, I don’t know how my hand moved into my shirt’s pocket and to my biggest ever surprise I found a Sona Leaf. And the moment I saw it in my pocket I was stunned. It reminded of the moment when we moved off from our room in the morning. We were stepping fast towards the private bus stop suddenly a very small boy with a very old pair of shirt and short pant who was driving an old cycle tyre (poor children in villages usually play with such tored tyres) approached to me. He took something from his pocket and kept in my hand moving hastily away from me. I took that thing, and kept in my shirts pocket and slowly kept my hand on that boy’s head, gently looking at him and moving ahead. I had a glimpse on the thing he handed over, that was a Sona Leaf. But as we were in hurry, it was just skipped out of my mind. Coming out of the flashback, I was in front of my god, my Baba with sudden tear drops in my eyes. It was Him who did this to me the very morning. I felt so overwhelmed and with those tears I also offered the Sona Leaf in Baba’s Lotus Feets, Thanking the Almighty for showing such a great existence of Him in my life.
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