He Belongs To All

How often do we judge Him, judging the actions of the attribute-less Supra-Supreme Divine Persona walking on two Feet, out of sheer, crass ignorance?!? For a devout soul ripe enough for learning, He sends the right message across, often in His own inimitable style, only to help the devotee evolve slow and steady, grade by grade, to a higher level of consciousness. Read on such a revealing experience from the diary of Sri Arun Kumar Panda of Odisha, as chronicled in his book Rasamayee Maa. (edited version)I don’t precisely recall the month, but the year was 1971. I had travelled from Delhi for Swami’s Darshan and would be returning there. I was sitting in the portico of the Mandir at about 2 pm alone on the day of my return journey.

I don’t precisely recall the month, but the year was 1971. I had travelled from Delhi for Swami’s Darshan and would be returning there. I was sitting in the portico of the Mandir at about 2 pm alone on the day of my return journey.

My train was at 9 pm. The Sai Kulwant hall had not come into being, and there was sand all around. There was only one entrance to the Mandir from the East Prasanthi side. There was no restriction then relating to sitting outside the bhajan hall.

A big red car then entered through the gate. I thought to myself – ‘Bhagawan, You Are for the rich only; no one bothers about us.’ Two or three people lifted a young girl from the car and seated her on the ground. She was a beautiful girl affected by polio.

I immediately prayed, ‘Lord, I need no car or polio.’ the gentlemen carried her near to where I was sitting ans Swami blessed her from the porch above and dropped an envelope filled with Vibhuti on their hands.

A flash thought came to me, again. ‘Swami, You will give Vibhuti to such people only.’ Those people went away after receiving Vibhuti, but I continued sitting there.

Most unexpected, one Sevadal brother came and extended a packet of Vibhuti similar to that given to the girl saying that Swami had sent it for me.

I prostrated Swami right there and begged forgiveness for my crass ignorance. The biggest lesson that I learnt from this incident is that He belongs to all. No one should have any doubt about that.

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II