The Glimpse He Granted
Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba
It was a bright sunny morning. We
had all just settled on the portico for Swami's Darshan. The
rustle of His robe and the sweet fragrance announced His Divine
Presence. To my delight I was called for an interview with my
parents.
I was a most badly
behaved boy indulging in 'Modern' behavioral attitudes. I would
like to admit that the entire family believed in Swami, except me.
When we came to Prasanthi Nilayam in 1980, my brother got
admission in the Sri Sathya Sai Institute of Higher Learning and
we got Swami's grace for the first time. Swami poured his love on
us. Even then, my natural instincts turned lovingly towards the
enchanting Person but my weaknesses and worldly habits turned me
away from Him. I lacked the moral fibre to transform myself. I was
scared that He would reveal my nefarious doings. In fact, I loved
and dreaded Swami's Interview. In fact I wanted to get away from
Puttaparthi and I wanted to avoid joining Swami's School. But
Swami's infinite mercy and grace did not throw me into the jaws of
the world.
I went inside with
bated breath and beating heart. As usual groups of devotees were
taken in by Bhagavan, into the inner interview room. I was
relieved when our turn was over and Swami moved to distribute
Vibhuti packets. Suddenly He halted. The expression on His
countenance changed from motherly Love to fatherly sternness. He
beckoned me back into the inner interview room, alone!
My hands would not
stop shaking and my heartbeat raced beyond the range of my E.C.G.
scale. He was already seated and commanded me to sit at His Feet.
I sweated profusely. Then He asked me a question, "Tell me! Do you
believe in Swami or not?" (By now it had become a choice between
wanting to believe in Swami or not). He then gave me an undeniable
and incredible proof of His omnipresence, of which even my own
mother did not know. He told me how, utilizing my pocket money, I
had gone to a Hindi movie, instead of attending school. He even
told me the name of the film I had gone to, the name of the friend
with whom I had gone, a Sarabjit Singh and even the amount of
money I spent on 'Samosas' during the interval, which was
incidentally Rs. 10/?. This revelation jolted me into the
realization of my aimless derogatory living and opened new vistas
of a happy, joyful life, in which I have made and am making
sincere efforts to transform myself.
—B. Dutt, II B.Sc. (1987)
Sri Sathya Sai Institute of Higher Learning
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