A sincere prayer would certainly
move Him to make wonders
Some people who had seen swami
superficially say, He only talks to few
people and not to everyone. One of Sevadal (Volunteers to work)
had s similar thought. He was going to Parthi for years and used to
for two weeks a year but Swami never talked to him nor gave him
padanamaskar. He saw many first time visitors come sit in the varanda,
Swami would call them and talk to them. He was burning with agony and
to talk to Swami at any cost. So he was waiting in Dharsan lines to
Swami. That day he did not even get a chance to go in Dharsan lines as
was left at the back in the lines, but he got the answer. That day as
a festival day Swami gave a discourse in that He narrated. Whenever a
come to your house you treat him well, give him food and when he is
you accompany him till the door and see him or her off. Whereas when
sister or any family member comes to you enquire about her news and
care of her and at the time of going you also go with them to their
destination to drop them. Like that all the devotees are my family
I take care of them all through. I get them from their homes to Parthi
drop them back at their home. It is my duty to take care of them. You
have to compare yourself with the guests and feel bad about. This was
reavealing to this Sevadal and he never compared himself with any
Here is a story of a devotee which explains the same concept in more
This is taken from Man of Miracles written by Howard Marphet. I just
his own words.
At Prasanthinilayam in 1967 I met Mr. Russi C.Patel, a Parsi of
his wife. From them I learnt the story of their little daughter, Ketu.
At the age of 2.5 years Ketu, could no speak,walk or even stand.She
given various kinds of medical treatment, including modern drugs and
physiotherapy. But nothing seemed to have any effect. The source of
trouble was mystery. Some thought it was a matter of mental
others said that it was some kind of unknown deep seated nerve trouble.
This was the state of affairs in Feb 1965 when Mr. Patel decided to go
Parthi and see Sai Baba. His wife who was a very orthodox Parsi, was
favour of the idea, thinking it a waste of time and money.
Sivaratri festival was on when Mr. Patel arrived at the ashram and
crowds were there. Although people urged him to seek an interview
he was diffident about doing so, especially as he felt that Baba knew
all about his trouble and why he had come, without being told.
Several times he wrote a note, intending to hand over the note to Baba
the latter passed through the crowd near him, but each time, when he
little figure with the luminous face, full of light of understanding,
decided that it was not necessary and tore it up. "When Baba wants me
will call me up" Patel told his friends.
But the days passed and Baba never called him. Streams of people were
in to see the great saint but not the Patel. Then one morning, a few
after the creation of Sivalingam, it was announced that there would be
personal interviews. However Baba came over the balcony and gave
to all the devotees before they went home. Mr. Patel felt the great
compassion pour onto the crowd and into his own heart.
Yet in the train on the homeward journey his faith and spirits sank to
level. He thought of the time he spent there and the chances of
Baba he missed. He thought of his poor little daughter still unable to
or utter a single word. He imagined his wife's reproaches about the
money he had wasted. He arrived at the door of his house very
When he opened the door, the first sight his gaze met was little Ketu,
could not even stand when he left for Baba,walking down halfway to
calling out "Daddy, Daddy". He picked her up and embraced her, then he
embraced his wife,while both of them wept with joy over the miracle
somehow taken place.
On checking the facts with his wife Mr. Patel found that Ketu had
begun to walk and speak on the day before he arrived home - just after
Baba had given his blessings from the balcony to the assembled
Some time afterwards Mr. Patel took his wife and daughter to see Baba
the latter was on a visit to Bombay. In the midst of the many
crowd around Him in that metropolis, Sai Baba saw them, and in the
Mr. Patel, " greeted the little girl as if she was an old friend
after a long absence" He took her on His knee, materialised some
and put it in her mouth. After that her speech improved greatly and
began using longer words.
All this narration underlines the basic concept that He is not in
alone and He does understand our problems without they being
expressed. A sincere prayer would certainly move Him to make wonders.