My 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
