Saturday, 12 July 2014

Who was Baba? Why was he thought to be a god?


Sri Sathya Sai Baba, a controversial Indian; “Holy GoD” presides over a spiritual ashrams that includes one of the world’s largest ashrams in puttaparthi in Andhra Pradesh south India.

Sri Sathya sai was born on November 23 1926 the day was Karthika Somavara, a Monday of the Holy Month of Karthika Masam, in the village of puttaparthi, Andhra Pradesh, A awesome baby boy in the family of Ratnakara. No one realized then,and indeed for long time thereafter, that divinity had incarnated in human form as Ratnakara venkata satyanarayana raju, grand son of Mr. Kondama Raju, and son of Pedda venkama raju and Eshwaramma.


Sri Satya Sai Baba Blessings



Even as a child, Sathya sai spiritual inclination and contemplative nature set Him apart from other children of His age, and He was known as Guru and Brahmajnani ( One who knows about brahman,Godhead) and his mates 
and others in village. 

At the age of eight, Sathya sai was declared fit to proceed to the Higher Education School at Bukkapatnam, about two and a half miles from Puttaparthi. He had to start early, after a meal of cold rice and curds or cooked ragi (maize), rice and chutney, carry the afternoon meal in a bag, and with His companions make the arduous trek daily to Bukkapatnam.
      
Sathyanarayana was a precocious child, learning more things than anyone could teach Him and much quicker than most; He could sing all the songs and Stotras (prayers) that  were recited at the village operas. He even composed at the   tender age of seven or eight, some touching songs for the cast, which were gladly accepted by them for public presentation.

Godly Spirit by Sri Sathya Sai Baba

The  parents were beside themselves with worry at the condition  of Sathya; He sang and spoke and behaved in such a queer manner.It was all so mysterious. At that time, someone gave information   to the worried parents that there was an expert exorcist before whom no evil spirit dare wag its poison tail! He will cure  Sathya perfectly and make Him fit to go to school, they assured.

The exorcist was a gigantic figure, terrible  to behold, with blood-red eyes and untamed manners. He tried all his craft which he dared not experiment even with strong  adult patients! For example, he shaved the head of the boy  and, with a sharp instrument scored three   marks on the scalp, from the top towards the forehead. Sathya sat through the pain without wilting. With the scalp injured and bleeding with those markings, the witch doctor poured   on the open wound the juice of lime, garlic, and other acidic  fruits. 
                    
The parents who were watching the proceedings   in utter despair were surprised, for there was not even a  tear, or a gasp of pain from the boy! But the exorcist was   unrelenting and put the boy through even more terrifying trials    until the parents could bear to see it no more. They wanted   to save the boy from the jaws of that Yama (God of Death)    in human form; they had seen and suffered enough. They paid   him full fees and also gave some unasked gifts, and thanked  him for all the 'learning' he had utilized.

When asked later as to why He chose to go through this diabolical adventure, Bhagawan remarked, <strong>&quot;Even after seeing all that fortitude and the miracle of a little boy passing unscathed through all that terror, even now, you are not  convinced  that I am Baba; how then would you have reacted if I just made the announcement one fine day? I wanted to make known that I am Divine Stuff, impervious to human suffering, pain or joy.
                    
I am Sai Baba

23rd May 1940, Sathya rose from bed as usual, but after some  time, He called the members of the household around Him, gave  them sugar candy and flowers taken from nowhere. At this,  the neighbours too rushed in. He gave them each a ball of rice cooked in milk, flowers and sugar candy concretised by   a mere wave of the hand. Meanwhile, Sri Venkama Raju came and he was incensed by what he thought was a trick, hiding things somewhere and producing them by sleight of hand. He wanted the chapter to be closed before it lengthened into a tragedy.

So, arming himself with a stick, he accosted  Sathya and asked, &quot;Are you a God, a ghost or a madcap? Tell me!&quot; Prompt came the answer, the Announcement, that had been held back so long, I am Sai Baba. At this, Venkama Raju was stunned into silence;the stick slid from his hands. He stood staring at Sathya  trying to grasp the implications of that announcement am Sai Baba.

But, Sathya continued,I belong to Apasthamba Sutra; I am of the Bharadwaja Gothra;  I am Sai Baba; I have come to ward off all your troubles;  keep your houses clean and pure.
At this, Venkama Raju was stunned into silence;the stick slid from his hands. He stood staring at Sathya trying to grasp the implications of that announcement I am sai baba.

The elder brother, Seshama Raju went near Him, and asked, "What do you mean by 'Sai Baba'?" Elder Brother did not reply, but only said this much - "Your Venkavadhootha prayed that I be born in your family. So, I came." The father felt that Sai Baba was a Muslim spirit speaking through the boy and so, he asked, "What are we to do with you?” Prompt came the answer;"Worship Me!" "When?" "Every Thursday! Keep your minds and houses pure."
One Thursday, someone challenged Sathyanarayana and asked Him, “If you are Sai Baba show us some proof, now!" Baba replied, “Yes, I shall" and asked for some jasmine flowers. With a quick gesture, He threw them on the floor and said "Look." They saw that the flowers had formed, while falling, the Telugu letters, ‘Sai Baba’!

Sri Sathya Sai Words to people :


I have a task : To foster all mankind all mankind and ensure for all of them lives full of Ananda (Happy living) 

I have a Vow  To lead all who stray away from the straight path, again into goodness and save them.

I am attached to a Work that I love: To remove the sufferings of the poor and grant them what they lack.

I have a reason to be proud, for I rescue all who worship and adore Me.    

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