Mr. Parimal K. Vyas,
G 11-12, Vighneswara Estate,
Near Gandhi Smrithi Bhavan,
Nampura, Timliawad,
Surat, Gujarath.
Mobile: 093273-38379
Mr. Parimal K. Vyas (51), a Chartered Civil Engineer, relates a few of
his experiences of the Divinity of Bhagavan in his own words.
'My father, Mr. Kannialal M. Vyas (81) was a devotee of Shirdi Sai originally
and later became a devotee of Bhagavan.
I was a student of engineering in the Regional Engineering College, Surat in
1974 when I attended an entrance exam for summer classes conducted by Bhagavan
at Brindavan, Bangalore. I was selected. But there was no way of going to
Bangalore as railway strike was going on. We had to report within three days.
We went to the bus station. The bus station manager expressed his inability to
help as all buses were overcrowded. A bus was about to leave for Bangalore. I
was praying to the Lord. Then a person got down from the bus. 'I have two
tickets for Bangalore' he said, 'I am dropping out. Do you want to go in my
place?' That is how Swami brought us to Brindavan on time. We were three boys
selected from our place. Swami's grace saw to it that all three of us reached
Brindavan safely before the due date.
My mother was suffering from asthma. She wrote a letter to Bhagavan and asked
me to give it to Swami. I kept the letter with me. In those days there was no
Sai Ramesh Hall at Brindavan. In its place there was a big peepal tree with an
idol of Lord Krishna under it. Swami used to give darshan there. A temporary
thatched shed was erected for summer course. Swami used to walk along lines
even during lectures and notice if we were attentive and taking notes or not.
On the very first day, He walked to me and asked with a smile 'reached safely?'
I said 'yes, Swami!'
I had my mother's letter in my pocket, but forgot to take it out and give it to
Swami. Swami took it from my pocket.
'Oh, letter?' He remarked. He did not open it. He put it back in my pocket and
said 'When you go back to your place at the end of the course, I will give
prasadam for your mother. She will be all right'. I was surprised. I did not
tell Him about my mother. He did not read the letter. Yet He answered it.
During the summer course Swami showed us many miracles. Someone in our college
at Surat had commented that Swami would hide gold rings, chains and lockets in
His shirt sleeves and produce them by the sleight of hand. To remove that
suspicion, Swami always rolled back His shirt sleeves above His ankle before
materialising anything. He gave chains and rings to some of the students.
'He has been giving them too many', I reflected one day 'but He had not given
me any'.
That day I noticed something on my way. I picked it up. It was a plastic
locket. If anyone found anything, He should hand it over in the office. That is
the rule. Mr. Shyamprakash, the State Convener of Himachal Pradesh, was in our
room. I asked him what to do. 'Keep it in your hand when Swami comes' he said,
'if Swami blesses it, it is yours. If not, hand it over in the office.' I kept
it in my hand when Swami was walking along the lines. He came to me, put His
hand on mine and blessed the locket. Thus He blessed me with His Divine touch.
I kept the locket with me. Swami gave the locket to me in a different way
though not by materialising it.
During the course, Swami picked a few of us to learn Veda. I was one of them.
On June 19, a test was conducted. Those who passed the test were to be included
in the team of Veda reciting students that would lead the procession to bring
Bhagavan to the dais for the valedictory. Luckily I was one among the seven
picked for the event.
On the last day, Swami told me 'don't leave Gayathri and Veda you have learnt
here.' He had given us all vibhuti prasadam, photographs of Swami, new clothes
and a pen-set before we left. 'He forgot to give prasadam for my mother' I was
thinking as He moved along the lines after giving me prasadam 'should I remind
Him, but how?' Swami who had gone to the last row returned to me and put a
bundle of vibhuti packets in my hands and said 'for your mother'.
The summer camp was a great experience. Many of us had never before woken up
that early. Nor had we washed our clothes earlier ourselves. We learnt
self-help there. I wrote all exams for my engineering degree with the pen-set
presented by Swami.
One of the devotees got a whole set of furniture made for Swami and wanted to
present it to Bhagavan. She consulted me as I underwent summer course. She was
a rich lady. 'Bhagavan gives but never takes' I told her, 'we have been taught
this in summer course.'
'Let us go to Prasanthi Nilayam and ask Swami' she insisted. Another lady
donated site for Sri Sathya Sai mandir. She also came with us. We reached
Prasanthi Nilayam in the third week of September, 1985. Mr. Kutumba Rao was the
Secretary.
'Can we meet Swami and offer the furniture set?' the lady enquired Mr. Kutumba
Rao.
'No' he replied.
Whatever we asked, he was saying only 'no.'
'Sir, you told us what you can't do for us' I said in exasperation, 'can you
tell us what you can do?'
'I can give you slips to seat you for one darshan' he replied, 'you can come
before the token lines are allowed to get in, and sit wherever you want.'
We took the slips. I sat in the corner where Swami would come towards gents
from the ladies' side. Swami came to give darshan. He moved along the ladies'
side and then walked towards me. He stood right in front of me.
'Swami' I said after taking padanamaskar, holding the photo-album of the
furniture set.
'I know' he remarked and did not allow me to show the album or represent the
case. He went forward a few paces and came back. 'I will call you' He said and
left.
He called me for interview. 'Why did you trouble the old lady?' He chided me,
'what did I tell you in the summer course? Swami gives, but does not take'.
Then He allowed me to call the ladies.
We were there for six days. Swami called me for interview daily during the six
days. He was kind to accept the gift.
'Where is the set?' He asked,
'In Surat' we replied, 'we will get it by a van.' He allowed us to make a
lightning call from His phone. It was to arrive on the next Wednesday, but did
not.
'The driver missed the route' Swami told us, 'He came back to the right track.
He is coming.'
Swami materialized a ring for the lady who presented the furniture.
'Where is it?' He asked me.
I could not follow. Then it struck me. He asked for the plastic locket He had
blessed at Brindavan.
'I kept it in the locker in my house, Swami!' I replied. He materialised a
locket - this time of metal, and gave me.
'Don't compare this with those you find outside for sale at Re. 1 or so' He
told me, 'this was materialised by Divine Will. It is raksha for you'.
We returned to our rooms.
'I am past 65' the lady lamented, 'He gave me a ring. How can I wear it at this
age? Had He given me a japamaala, it would have been better'.
Next day Swami threw a japamaala of 108 beads at her and said, 'take it.'
'I asked you 'what do you want?' You did not reply. So I gave you the ring.
Take this also' He added after throwing the maala.
I was wondering what to do with the locket He had given me. 'Should I get a
silver or gold chain to put it? Or, wear it with a thread? He could have
materialised a chain also as well and put it around my neck Himseslf.'
I was sitting that day in the 21st or the 22nd line.
He called me.
One or two people stood up to go.
'Not you' Swami told them, 'you' He waved to me.
I went into the interview room.
'Where is it?' He asked.
I gave the locket.
He materialised a chain. The locket was fixed in that chain. 'You want this?'
He asked and put it around my neck. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I did not weep
even when my mother died. I wept then in ecstasy.
Then He asked me 'happy?'
Swami sat on the chair presented by the lady. When? On His 60th Birthday! On
the dais, before lakhs of people! By that time, He had had many expensive
silver panelled simhasanas. But He sat on this chair as a token of His
recognition of the aged lady's love and devotion for Him.
Swami told us in the interview: 'This is slow spiritual exercise,
transformation coming gradually'.
I attended the 70th Birthday of Bhagavan at Prasanthi Nilayam. On November 11,
1995 He called me for interview. On November 24, He called me for interview
again along with my uncle. Mr. Ramanlal Singapuri was also there. He was blind.
Swami blessed him. When he returned to his room and washing his face at the
wash basin, Mr. Singapuri felt excited. 'I am able to see' he cried in joy,
'Swami gave me sight'.
In 1996, Swami called me and my wife for interview. There were others, too. He
opened His hand. It was empty. He did not wave it in the usual fashion. He kept
it open. Next second there were two golden bangles. 'Who are the lucky ones to
get them?' we were thinking.
'Dr. Agarwal' Swami called.
'Today is your 25th wedding anniversary' Swami told him, 'put the bangles on
your wife's hand.'
The doctor was stunned. He himself forgot about it.
Swami then materialised a mangalasutra.
'Tie it on her before us' Swami told him.
Then He produced a ring. He gave it to Mrs. Agarwal.
'Put it on your husband's finger' He said.
My wife used to tell me often that I was wasting time going round Swami. I
asked her to closely watch. She was stunned to see the miracles.
Then Swami called us for personal interview.
He told her how we would quarrel in the bedroom. He repeated verbatim how she
had chided me for going round Swami. My wife was stunned.
'He is God' she told me later, 'there is nothing He does not know'.
In 1997, I came for seva. I was posted at the room of Mr. Chirinjivi Rao. It
was an unenviable job. I prayed to Swami. I had no problem with Mr. Rao owing
to the grace of Swami.
On the first day Mr. Rao called me.
'Why are you sitting here?' he asked.
'I am posted here, sir' I replied.
'I know' he said, 'but all the time I will be in the mandir with Swami. What
will you do here? The room will be locked.'
'Even so' I replied, 'I have to be at the place of my duty'.
'I am permitting you' he said, 'don't waste time here. Go and have darshan.'
Usually those on seva do not have chance to attend darshan. I went for darshan.
'How did you come?' others asked me. 'Why did you leave the place of duty?
Besides, you are with Mr. Chiranjivi Rao, you know!'
'It is Mr. Rao that has permitted me to attend darshan' I replied, 'it is the
grace of Swami.'
I was called for interview by Swami. I went to the verandah.
'Why did you come here?' Mr. Rao asked me.
'Swami called me for interview, sir' I replied.
'Oh!' he said and kept quiet.
Swami gave me in all eleven interviews. During interviews, Swami used to speak
in different languages. He spoke to me in English, Hindi as well as Gujarathi.
My father came with me for seva. When Swami came along darshan line, I prayed
to Him to give interview to my father.
'How many?' He asked.
'Two, Swami' I replied.
'Go' He said.
He asked my father about His health.
'Your son is doing good job' Swami told my father.
When you hear a good word about you from elders, you feel happy whether you
really deserve it or not. If the testimonial comes from God in person……..'
-- Mr. Parimal K. Vyas
(As narrated to Mr. B. Parvatala Rao at Prasanthi Nilayam on 22.06.2006)
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