wife had hip cancer. Baba just said, ‘Cancer, cancelled’, and she was well and
could walk - - MN Krishnamani, Senior Advocate, Supreme Court
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.
Sai Ram
