Tag: Sanyasi

Faith is verified and trusted Belief.

A Child trusts its Mother.

Does it rationalize?

You can not Know God,you can only Feel Him.

I have an instance of Bhagwan Ramana Maharishi narrated to me by my father.

My Grand father was Ramana Maharishi’s class mate.

On this ground my used to have child -like access to Bhagwan.

After a tiff with my mother,my father went to Ramanasramam at Tiruvannamalai to become a Sanyasi.

He saw Bhagwan and told him he wanted to become a Sanyasi like Him.

Maharishi asked my father to sit with him as he was giving Darshan.

Normally Bhagwan takes his meals around 12 noon.

Hour reached 3 pm.

My father could not bear the hunger and asked the Bhagwan to come to lunch.

He came,ate with my father asked him to take rest

At about five pm, he called my father and told him that becoming a Sanyasi is no easy task and running away from family problems is no solution.

One who can not bear with Hunger even for three  hours can never control senses, which is the prerequisite for becoming a Sanyasin.

He advised my father that people in family Life are the foundation on which Sanyaasrama rests.

Better to be in the Family life and practice Spirituality.

In another instance,my father went there to ask Ramana Maharishi to ask questions on Philosophy but returned without asking any question.

On being asked about this, my father explained that when he sat before the Bhagwan, questions vanished from his mind and he was at peace with himself.

Guru’s Blessings may be Sparsa Deeksha,Mouna  Deeksha or Nayana Deeksha.

Ramana Maharishi Blessed with Nayana and Mouna Deeksha.

I have felt this when I went to  the Prayer hall where Baba was giving Darshan.

Baba seems to do all these.

I was at peace with my self.

What more does one want?

( I have felt the same way in Ramanan Mahrishi’s Dhyana Hall,Seshadri Swamaigal Adihshtaanam,Tiruvannamalai, Shiri Baba’s Temple Prayer Hall,Mandaveli,Chennai and Ramakrishna Asrama in Mandaveli,Chennai

However there are instances of Baba’s Miracles.

Some of them are:

Baba walked into the room and his sister slipped out of a coma.

GOD HAS NOT CREATED everyone equal. I believe that some people have superhuman powers. Sathya Sai Baba was one of them. My brother-in-law told me about him 12 years ago. When I met him, he already knew I wanted to build a cardiac hospital on the outskirts of Bengaluru — a project most were sceptical about. When I met him, he simply told me, “The city will come to you.” It really did come to me. Baba once gave me a ring that I wear all the time, except during surgery, because I feel his warm presence.

The most beautiful miracle of Baba’s is the one my brother-in-law witnessed. He was treating Baba’s sister, who at the time, had been in a coma for days. When Baba walked into the room, she woke up, talked to him for a few minutes and slipped back. How do you explain that medically?

A Hindu woman once came to me for treatment. Someone in the Ajmer Dargah had told her it would save her life. She had aortal arteritis, a rare and serious condition. She insisted I operate. I didn’t know how to. I had to patch up her liver, her intestine and re-establish circulation to the brain. I did and she has been healthy for eight years now. Similarly, a very established doctor and friend saw his patient in a hospital levitate while meditating. I have seen people who are two yards away from death surviving and perfectly healthy people dying suddenly. How do you explain this? We do 36 heart surgeries a day in our hospital. We cut off circulation to the brain, paralyse the heart, and the patient is practically dead. Each time, I don’t know if he or she will survive it. Any doctor who thinks he does is kidding himself. You don’t want to hear this from a doctor and a scientist, but my hands are about as powerful as forceps controlled by God.

My wife had hip cancer. Baba just said, ‘Cancer, cancelled’, and she was well and could walk

SAI BABA saved his miracles for others. My sister suffered from a bad gastric ulcer. She was weak and the hospital doctor prescribed milk fed through the nose. A young, inexperienced nurse misunderstood the instruction and gave my sister milk intravenously — directly into the blood. She lost her consciousness and it seemed she would die. When the error was corrected, she suddenly got up and said, “Baba was here. He gave me vibhuti. I am perfectly okay.” She walked out of the hospital without an operation.

In 1999, my wife suffered a heart attack. Four months after a bypass, she fainted during an evening walk. I rushed her to the hospital. She was in the intensive care unit and had breathing problems. They said — four months to live, operate immediately. When she heard this, my wife insisted on having Baba’s darshan before surgery. The doctor, who was also a devotee, discharged her. Bound to a wheelchair, oxygen cylinder in tow, my wife and I went to meet the Baba. It was Christmas. At Puttaparthi, we stood in the front row waiting for Baba’s darshan. On seeing me, he said, “No second surgery for her.” He produced vibhuti out of the air and told me not to worry. She was wheelchair-bound but after the darshan, she started walking and didn’t need that second surgery.

I went back to Baba a second time for my wife, about eight years later. My wife had developed cancer in the hip. She could neither walk nor lie down and was on morphine injections. When I saw Baba, he said, “Cancer cancelled”, and produced a crystal Shivling with a wave of his hand. “Do abhishek and give her the water to drink,” he said. On the ninth day, my wife went to the market. Her cancer was gone.

Sai Baba’s life, however, meant far more than the many miracles he performed. I used to believe only in the Vedantic philosophy. Now when I pray, I also chant Jesus, Allah and Buddha’s names. You can find all the world’s religions in Puttaparthi. I once saw an Iranian boy chant the Gayatri Mantra with perfect diction. By showing us the similarities in religions, the Baba united us. Not to mention the several cashless hospitals he ran or his colleges that took students without fees. For us, he was a living God.

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