Some friends of justice Rege came one day, a mother and her little son. After an hour or so at the Dwaarakamaayi, they went to a Puraanic recital in the village where the Pandith, much to the exasperation of the child, described Baba as an impostor and a fraud. The child insisted on the mother coming away from the place; it ran towards Baaba and told him the whole story, when Baaba asked them why they came back in such a hurry from the recital.
Baba laughed and said, "Yes, I am an ordinary man, not the divine power that you take me to be." But the child could not be put off. It declared that Baba was God. Baba replied, "I am not God, little chap. See, my clothes are torn; I have only two hands; God should have four, isn't it?" But the boy was in no mood to agree. He declared that He was God, in spite of the two hands which He then seemed to lack. Even while they were arguing thus some others arrived, exulting over a miracle which they witnessed. A child has slipped from the top floor of a house and escaped unhurt. Baaba told them, "Yes, I held it in my four arms." The boy jumped at the words and said, "Now you yourself agree that you have four hands and so you are God." Baaba clasped the child to His bosom and taking it inside, He gave him a vision of the Lord with four hands. Such was the adherence to truth even in the pervious body. It is not adherence, it is the very nature of Sai. - From Bhagawan's Discourse on 4th March 1962. OUR LIFE IS HIS MESSAGE Sai Ram __._,_.___
