THE GOOD OLD DAYS - by Sri K.S. Ramakrishna Reddy 
     
      Sri Ramakrishna Reddy with Swami in Kodaikanal (2007) 




When I look at the years spent in the loving presence of Swami and think for a 
moment of His movements and gestures that indicate the pinnacle of human 
perfection and kindness, I feel overwhelmed. If we observe the 'human' in Him, 
filled with compassion and understanding, it would be a lesson in human values 
for us.






     
      Swami in the hills of Ooty and Kodaikanal 

In May 1975, Swami took a small group of students to Ooty. Though many 
instances of His greatness stupefied me, some come to my mind quite often. 
After a week's sublime stay in Ooty with Swami, we were returning to Brindavan. 
On the way, somewhere near Mudumalai forest, an old lady was gathering firewood 
while her little grandson was sitting on the bare ground beside the road. When 
Swami noticed them, His heart melted at their poor condition. Immediately, He 
asked the person driving the car to stop. Without uttering a word, He got down 
from the car and went straight to her. The old lady looked bewildered not 
knowing the stranger standing near her, shining like an angel with compassion. 
Our kind Lord, to make her realize the good fortune that had befallen her in 
such an unexpected way, gently asked, “Do you know Me?” “Don't know, Sir,” was 
the meek reply. With a twinkle in His eye, Swami asked, “Have you heard of 
Puttaparthi Sai Baba?” The lady said, “Yes, Sir.” “That is me!” Baba answered. 
Immediately, she fell at His feet. Swami gave her some sweets and money, and 
blessed her. 


     
      Sathya Sai with Students and devotees during a picnic in the forest hills 

During our stay in Ooty, one day, Swami took us for an outing to the mountains. 
At a shady place, we settled down and Swami narrated some incidents from the 
Puranas. After the talk, He distributed sweets to all of us. At that time, a 
group of people, mostly tribal, working in the nearby fields and woods, 
gathered at a distance. They looked overjoyed at the luck that had befallen 
them. One cannot imagine how enthralled they were when Swami walked up to them 
with a packet of sweets and patted each one of them and gave them sweets. 


During the 60th Birthday celebrations, one day Swami called a group of people 
from the surrounding areas of Puttaparthi, mostly of the lower classes, to 
receive clothes. After they were seated in the Mandir compound in rows, Swami 
graciously moved among them and allowed them to have Sparshan of His feet. 
Daily, we see many such incidents where Swami shows that He does not take any 
note of caste, creed or economic status to bestow His grace. When men of high 
social status visit Him, it may be their assistants or deputies who get a lot 
of attention first. Famous educationists and other men of learning wait for a 
single glance from Him, while the children of His school get a chance to enjoy 
His proximity for long hours. Man-made barriers do not come in the way of the 
flow of Love that has come to sanctify the high and low, the weak and strong, 
the faithful and the faithless. 


Not merely to humans, His Love flows even to plants and animals as well One 
evening, in Brindavan Ashram, outside the Mandir, we were waiting for Swami’s 
Darshan. Swami came out, went to the Sai Ram shed to bless the devotees and 
while returning to the Mandir, His compassionate look fell on the plants that 
were growing on either side of the path. Evidently, they hadn't  been watered 
properly and some of them were withering away. He noticed this probably heard 
the pleadings of the thirsty plants and looking at us, said, “See these plants. 
Can't you pour some water?” 


One evening in 1965, when Sai Geeta was only a few months old, the mahout 
spanked her while giving her some training. Sai Geeta trumpeted in pain. When 
the kind Lord heard her piteous cries, He opened the window of His room and 
admonished the mahout who was standing near the elephant that was tied a tree 
just a few yards away from the  window. 


Not merely kindness in His actions do we see, but also perfection in His 
etiquette and manners. Swami is a great model in all that He does. On May 6th, 
1973, during the Eswaramma Day Celebrations, Swami wanted to serve Prasadam to 
the people assembled in Brindavan. Some of us were standing close by carrying 
buckets filled with Payasam (a sweet dish) in one hand and a ladle (serving 
spoon) in the other. Swami asked me to come near and stretched His hand. 
Immediately, I handed over the ladle that was in my left hand, to Him. A 
thought flashed through my mind; “Swami says that it is not auspicious to hand 
over items with the left hand. Therefore, I should have held the ladle in my 
right hand before handing it over to Swami.” But, when Swami asked me for the 
spoon, I did not want to cause any delay. I thought that Swami would not notice 
this small slip, that too in such a crowd. But I was wrong. Immediately, there 
was stern look from Swami and words of admonition followed. Thus, I understood 
that for Swami, perfection is important at all times.


As a loving father, mother, and teacher, the immense care that He takes, the 
understanding that He displays and the seemingly simple words that he speaks, 
convey His knowledge of the present, past and the future. Through small 
gestures, with a word or two, He conveys to us effectively that which is good 
for us and that which we should avoid. Once in 1964, when I had an opportunity 
to sit close to Him, one volunteer came to Swami praying for something. Swami 
mischievously looked at him and asked, “Had Dhoopam (smoke from incense sticks) 
and came here?” As I was very young then, I couldn't grasp the pun on the word. 
Maybe, the ever loving Lord did not want the elderly person to feel hurt before 
the young children though he had the impudence of coming before Swami after 
smoking a cigarette. Therefore, Swami used an unconventional word. 


     
      Swami in the balcony of the Prasanthi Nilayam Mandir (circa 1960s) 


During the early sixties, quite often, Swami would come to the southern end of 
the Mandir balcony to give Darshan. One morning, while going to school, I saw 
Swami standing on the balcony and just four-to-five devotees standing below 
with folded palms. Hurriedly, I too went closer to the balcony. Turning towards 
me Swami said, “Don't go to school today. Chitravathi River is in floods.” My 
little heart leapt up in joy, for I had been sanctioned a holiday from the Lord 
Himself.


That evening, at around 3 p.m. the devotees gathered at the foot of the hillock 
near the present guesthouse area. They were to dig and carry mud and spread it 
on the ground around the Mandir, where, because of the previous day's rain, 
there were a number of breaches. Devotees were standing in rows and passing 
basket-full of mud from one end to the other. Because I was a small boy, I was 
carrying empty baskets and passing them on. Noticing me running up and down the 
line, Swami came close to me and said, “Go home, you should study well.” I was 
wonder-struck at this remark. That very morning, He had told me that I need not 
go to school and in the evening He did not allow me to have a free time! Swami 
knows when to be lenient and when to be strict. He is a true Master! As for the 
floods in the Chitravathi River, I heard from the other students that some of 
them had attempted to cross the river but couldn't make it because of the force 
of the flow. 


On October 15th, 1995, during the Paduka Pooja, some devotees offered their 
worship at the Lotus Feet with gold coins. After the Pooja, Swami picked up 
some of the gold coins and tossed them at the crowd like chocolates. This kind 
of non-attachment to material things is something one never sees elsewhere. 


The miracles He performs to reveal His Divinity are countless. On a Krishna 
Jayanthi Day, while speaking about Lord Krishna, Swami picked up a small 
jasmine garland placed on the throne, plucked some petals and hurled them on to 
the ground. As soon as the petals touched the ground, they turned into precious 
gems. 


One can recall a number of such incidents with no end. But I am of the opinion 
that, more than these miracles, which speak of His unconditional Grace for all, 
His Love and Wisdom strike a deeper chord in us.


- Sri K.S. Ramakrishna Reddy
Alumnus, Sri Sathya Sai Arts, Science and Commerce College, Brindavan
Faculty Member, Sri Sathya Sai Higher Secondary School, Prasanthi Nilayam


Source: 20th Anniversary Issue, SSSHSS

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