My experience with Swami
Last year I went to India for a
trip. First we went to Madras and then to Bangalore by train.
The train station was dirty and much more crowded than the train
stations in Canada. When we got on the train it was kind of clean.
The one part that I did not like about the train was the washrooms,
because they were very dirty. When we went to Bangalore we stayed
overnight at the Taj and set out early the next morning by car to
Puttaparthi. It was a long drive, when we got there we were so
tired that we went straight to our hotel, called the Sai
Renaissance. We checked in and went to our room. Our hotel was
very clean and there was no TV. As we got dressed I was so excited
because I was going to see Swami Sai Baba.
After we got dressed we got
directions to the Ashram from the hotel front desk. They told us
that it was walking distance to the Ashram. So we walked to the
Ashram and got in the long line for the afternoon dharshan. The
dharshan hall was very pretty, it had colourful streamers all
around it and the ceiling was gold. We were too late to sit
inside the hall but we still got to see Swami from an angle. When
Swami Sai Baba entered, my mother started crying. I felt very
happy and excited to see Swami in person.
After the dharshan was over I was
kind of sad because I did not get the opportunity to give my
letter to Swami. But I felt better because my mother told me that
there was a special mail box for all the letters to Swami, so we
went to this mailbox and I dropped my letter off. That night I
had a dream of Swami who was in my house in Canada, it was a very
cool dream, I woke up feeling very happy and peaceful.
The next morning we all woke up
at 3 AM to go to the morning dharshan. We thought we were early
but there already was a long line up. But we were able to sit
inside the dharshan hall this time. I got to see Swami again and
it was more exciting than the last time. My mother felt very
happy this time and so did I. When Swami entered we were all
singing bhajans. I felt very happy to participate. After the
dharshan was over my family and I went around Puttaparthi and saw
some of the important places including the house that Baba used to
live when he was young.
Finally, on the way back to
Bangalore we saw the hospital built by Swami. The hospital was
shaped like the word OM in Sanskrit. We looked around the
hospital. It was very clean and the people who worked there were
very nice. I found out that some doctors in Canada , USA and
England come during their holidays and volunteer at the hospital.
When I grow up I want to become a doctor and during my holidays I
would like to volunteer at Swami’s hospital too. In conclusion, I
would like to thank Swami for giving me this opportunity to visit
him in Puttaparthi, also for allowing me to write this article
about my experiences. I would like to go again and visit Swami in
his ashram in Puttaparthi.
SSE Group 3 Girls