� �Story behind this photo: 89 (A suggestive Photo) (SAVING HANDS UNDER THE FLOODED RIVER) � Sai Ram, from Mumbai Srinivasan: � I thought Swami had come to my life only in the year 1965, when I had the fortune of meeting Divinity for the first time.�� But I was wrong. Swami later one day confirmed that I had been earmarked by Bhagavan for shaping my life, even before I had met Him. Swami clarified, that “I know the Past, the present and the future of all my devotees very well. I know their destiny, and subtly interfere and help them for the quickest evolution in their spiritual pursuit.”. And as a confirmative assurance, Swami �asked me, “Do you remember those Hands that saved you from a flooded river, in your childhood days?” In a flash I remembered the unforgettable incident when I was young boy. � On a fateful weekend, the river Harichandra (in Tanjore District, TN) was flowing fiercely flooding the riverbeds too. In our child hood days, not knowing the dangers, we were delighted to watch the unending stream of floodwater.� The roaring waves of the river seemed to invite us. �I was standing on a block of rock kept on the side of the riverbed near our home. The sight of the river was mesmerizing me. � I did not know how much time I was standing there. I heard the call of my mother. I knew I should rush back to avoid harsh words or even a beating from my mother. During the few minutes when I was standing, the water had been slowly rising. I did not notice �it. But suddenly the mud below the rock had been washed off, and the rock slipped into the rushing waters. Faithfully, I had followed the rock as a companion. The rock had landed nearby; but I was washed off along the big waves of the river. Somebody was shouting calling for help, and many rushed to see me mercilessly thrown up and down the water. � �I was going down the water, unable to grasp my breath. I had already taken lot of water into me and I could �not breath. � � It was at that critical moment, that I suddenly felt that somebody from down under the water was supporting me!� I could feel a pair of hands holding me and keeping me aloft on the water for a distance of few meters. I saw a branch of a huge tree almost touching the water, and I had presence of mind to hold on to that branch.� As I was holding desperately to the branch, half portion of my body was still in the water, and the force of the water was threatening to pull me again into it.� I was trying to cry loudly and call my mother. But no sound was coming out from my throat. The fear of death in that tender age was overwhelming me. But from that instant I could not feel the �mysterious hands, which were supporting me till then. I thought that somebody had tried to save me from the floods and then vanished when perhaps I seemed to be safe holding to a tree branch. � There was immense hue cry along the shore of the river, many people running here and there. An old man climbed over tree, and jumped into the water nearer me, took hold of me, and swam along the shore for a small distance, before he could set his feet on earth. He then put me on the floor face down, till I vomited all the water which I had consumed during those dreaded period of uncertainty.�� � But all along, I was thinking of those mysterious Hands, which were supporting me from under the water. Who was He? I did not know. The elders in our house did not believe the story of those two hands supporting me from down the water. � As I had mentioned earlier,� now I firmly believe, that our Lord Sai had been watching me even from my tender age, and Swami was in the act of resurrecting me from the jaws of the death.� Love Regards.
�With Love Regards, "Mumbai" Srinivasan
