|Volume 4 - Issue 07 JULY 2006||
UNFORGETTABLE MOMENTS WITH SAI
RECOLLECTIONS OF MR. CHIDAMBARAM KRISHAN, PART 5
Drawn By Divine Dream
I had the dream around 4.30 AM and by 5.30 AM, I was back on the road, driving towards Puttaparthi, all the way from my home near Tirunelveli, Tamil Nadu. I travelled via Bangalore, where I made a halt to have a bath and also something to eat. After that break I drove on and reached Puttaparthi around 8.30 at night. In those days, Puttaparthi had not yet been electrified. Swami had about four or five petromax lanterns, and they would be put off by 8.15. However, on this particular day, I found that they were still burning when I reached the Mandir; it looked like Swami had not yet retired for the day.
I drove into the Ashram through a gate that used to be where the Gopuram is now. It was all open ground in front of the Mandir, and one could drive right up to the building. I did so and parked my car right below Swami’s window - that is where ladies and children now sit. Even as I was getting out of my car, Sri Kasturi came out of the Mandir and was walking towards me. He said, “Go up. Swami wants you there; He is waiting.”
Shivering Before Lord Shiva
After that, Swami began to tell me all about my meditations in my younger days and ended up saying, “Don’t worry; you can worship any God.” Holding firmly on to His Feet, I cried, “Swami from now on, You alone are my God!”
While all this was going on, I was still afraid that Swami might still severely rebuke me for running away the other evening. However, the compassionate Lord knew that if He spoke even one word on that subject, I would drop dead right on the spot! Instead He said, “Now that you have come, shall we discuss some details about your marriage?” What a dramatic turn! With that one magical opening sentence, Swami had not only pardoned me but also transformed me! All this happened on the night of 7th April.
Next morning, Swami called me and said to me, “Go to your family astrologer, and ask him to fix the date for the marriage.” I did not understand why Swami was asking me to go the astrologer when He could have fixed the date Himself. I realised only later that there was a purpose behind this instruction. Not being aware of the Divine purpose at that point, I simply said, “Swami, why the astrologer? You can do it Yourself.” Swami replied in a cryptic manner, “No, no, it is good for you to consult your family astrologer. He is the one who should decide the date of the wedding.”
I did not protest anymore, and as directed went to the astrologer in Madras. He was shocked to see and exclaimed, “What! You are still alive?!” I did not like what he said and retorted, “You mean to say you would like to see me dead rather than alive?” He said, “No, no, it is not like that. You see, according to your horoscope, there was no life left for you after that critical date. God alone could save you, and I did not expect that.”
I then narrated in detail all that had happened since 9th March. He listened most attentively and then said, “I have to accept that Sai Baba saved you. And since God alone could have saved you, it means that Sai Baba is indeed God!”
This astrologer, though settled in Madras, was actually from Andhra. He hailed from a village located on the banks of the Tungabadhra River. As a young man he was rather lazy and so he was driven away from home. Feeling depressed, he tried to drown himself in the river but was saved by a sadhu (ascetic). This sadhu then told this young man who tried to commit suicide, “Listen, don’t try to waste your life. I shall teach you the scriptures and some skills also. After that, go out and serve Society; do some good.” Thus, this astrologer was actually a good and God-fearing man. When this man accepted that Sai Baba was indeed God, I realised that Swami had sent me to this man in order to “wake” him up, so to speak. Later this man went to Puttaparthi and became Swami’s devotee.
The Tamil New Year Day over, Swami told me, “You now go back and return with your marriage party on the 28th of this month.” Summoning Suraiya, He once again told him, “Listen, in all about 1,500 to 1,800 people would attend this marriage. So lunch arrangements would have to be made for that number.” Turning to me, Swami said, “You had better send a car two days in advance, for helping with the shopping trips, etc. Also, send your relative Kailasam along with the car, so that he can give a helping hand.” I said I would follow Swami’s instructions to the letter and came out.
Suraiya also came out along with me and the moment we were out, he said that only the 350 or so people in our party would attend the marriage and that therefore there was no need to procure provisions for cooking for 1,500 or more guests. In those days, nothing was available in Puttaparthi; it was very much a small village. If one wanted groceries, one had to go all the way to Hindupur, more than fifty kilometres away. I was therefore very much worried by the stand taken by Suraiya.
Swami was indeed very practical and thoughtful. For cooking for a large party, huge vessels would be needed. Where to get them from? Swami told me that three days before my marriage was to be celebrated, He would be performing another marriage – the son of the brother of one Pattabhi Chettiar of Mettupalayam in Tamil Nadu. Swami said that Chettiar would be bringing the cooking vessels for the marriage in his family and that Chettiar can be persuaded to make those vessels available for your marriage also. Having said that, Swami added, “Make sure you invite the entire Chettiar family for your wedding!” That was how meticulous Swami was about various details!
And so, as advised by Swami, our marriage party arrived in Puttaparthi on 28th April for my marriage. We were a big party, and travelled to this place in seventy cars! Our party included also my eldest brother, who was vigorously opposed to my marriage all along. How then did he form a part of out party? Ah, that is a separate story, which I shall now narrate!
Back to Brother’s Backtrack
When Swami gave me the Interview in Puttaparthi and we discussed dates for the marriage, Swami told me, “You should also invite your eldest brother. He will surely attend the wedding.” I was shocked, stunned, and surprised. I said, “No Swami, that is not possible. If he comes to know there is to be a wedding and also the date, You can be sure he would show up here with the Police to stop the marriage!” Swami just listened to that and did not offer any comment.
Later, when I took leave of Swami after the celebration of the Tamil New Year’s day was over, Swami again told me, “Remember, as soon as you reach home, you are going to tell your eldest brother everything and you will invite him.” Once again I pleaded with Swami, “Swami, please not now. Let the marriage first get over. He can then be informed. If he comes to know of the marriage in advance, he is sure to obstruct it.” Swami curtly told me, “Stop talking nonsense. Do as I say. Just go to him and invite him. He is sure to attend the marriage.” I feebly protested but Swami firmly overruled me. I then left Puttaparthi to return home and make arrangements for the marriage.
A couple of days after I returned, I called on my eldest brother. He lived in a separate house with his family. However, his house was close by, just opposite to the one in which I lived. When I went inside, my brother looked up at me and asked, “Why have you come here?” I replied, “Brother, my marriage has been fixed for 1st June. As the oldest member of the family, you must attend and grace the occasion.”
My brother was stunned and simply could not believe my words. Angrily he said, “You have the audacity to come here to my house and invite me to your marriage, knowing fully well that I have obtained a Court Injunction to stop your marriage? Let me tell you; now that I know what you are up to, I shall see to it that you and that Swamiji are locked up before the 1 st of June.” I of course expected such a reply from my brother, and did not straightaway submit to it. I pleaded with him a lot, saying, “Listen, I have no father, no mother. They both are gone. Thus, right now, for me, you are both father and mother. If you do not want to make me happy, tell me, to whom do I turn? Am I asking for anything unreasonable or atrocious? All I am telling you is that I would like to get married, and you, as the head of the family, take charge of the marriage, see that I get married and bless me. What is wrong with that?” My brother was in no mood to relent. He said, “I am not against your getting married. You get married to the girl I select, and I shall happily make all the necessary arrangements and personally celebrate your marriage in grand style. But if you cross me and try to proceed with this marriage, then take it from me that I shall have you arrested.”
Our dialogue went on like this, me pleading and he refusing to give in. I then silently prayed, “Swami, with full faith in You, I have followed Your instructions to the letter. Now look what’s happening! If I had not told my brother, at least the marriage would have gone through, and we could have worried about informing him later. But now, I am stuck!” Feeling thoroughly depressed, I withdrew and slowly started to go back to my house. As I was opening the gate to get out, my brother suddenly called out, “Come back here!” I was puzzled and wondered, “Now what? Does he want to frighten me even more?” I feared that he might even beat me. Anyway, I went back to his presence.
This man Mudaliar was a person working in our company. I sent for this Mudaliar and soon he appeared before my brother, who said to him, “Listen, my youngest brother’s marriage is going to be celebrated soon and there will be a lot of work connected with that. You have to manage many things. When the groom and the bride return to our town after the wedding, there would be a grand reception in my house. You will not come for the wedding. You have to stay back and make all the arrangements for the reception. Understand?”
This man Mudaliar was absolutely knocked out. He knew the strong objections my brother had against my marriage and here was this same man, giving instructions about a grand reception after the wedding and things like that! How did this somersault occur? Anyway, there was no time for analysis since instructions were coming in a torrent. He was however quite happy that bitterness had evaporated and replaced with love, care and concern.
(To be continued...)
– Heart2Heart Team
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