Chapter XLVIII — Signs of a Sadguru; Shevade's Confidence; the Sapatnekars and the Son
Source: Shri Sai Satcharitra, trans. Gunaji
Marathi original: Sai Satcharita (archive.org scan) · Devotee testimonies: Narasimha Swami 1936 (Internet Archive) · Full bibliography: /sources.html
URL: https://www.saibaba.org/satcharitra/sai48.html
Sections
Preliminary — Signs of the Sadguru
Hemadpant's most explicit statement on what distinguishes the Sadguru:
Not a Sadguru: He who teaches Veda and Vedanta or the six Shastras; who controls breath, or brands his body with Mudras (metallic Vishnu-weapon marks), or gives pleasing discourses on Brahma; who gives mantras with a chant-count but does not assure result; who explains the Ultimate Principle beautifully but lacks self-realization himself.
A true Sadguru:
- Creates a distaste for the enjoyments of this world and the next
- Gives the disciple a taste of self-realization
- Is well-versed in both theoretical and practical knowledge
- Does not expect service or profit from disciples — wishes to serve them
- Does not think himself great and the disciple small
- Loves the disciple as a son, regards him as equal or as Brahma
- Is the abode of peace; never restless, never ruffled
- Has no pride of learning
- Treats poor and rich, small and great as the same
Baba's Qualifications
Hemadpant gives Baba the qualifications: Baba hoarded nothing except perhaps chillim; he had no family, no friend, no home, no support; from age 18 his control of mind was perfect; he lived fearless in seclusion abiding in his Self. Seeing the pure attachment of his devotees he acted in their interests and was in this sense dependent on them. The experiences he gave in flesh are still given after Mahasamadhi to those who attach themselves to him.
The disciple's task: trim the heart-lamp of faith and devotion, burn wicks of love. Knowledge without love is dry; nobody wants such knowledge.
Mr. Shevade — the Confident Student
Mr. Sapatnekar of Akkalkot (Sholapur District) was studying for the law examination. A co-student Mr. Shevade appeared least prepared of all when peers compared notes. The students derided him. Shevade replied:
"Though I am not prepared, I am sure to pass — my Sai Baba is there to get me through. There lives in a Masjid in Shirdi (Ahmednagar District) a fakir. He is a great Sat-purusha. Unless there is a great store of merits on one's account, one can't see Him. I fully believe in Him; what He says will never be untrue. He has assured me I will pass next year, and I am confident I will get through the final examination also with His grace."
Sapatnekar laughed and jeered.
Sapatnekar — Ten Years Later (1913)
Sapatnekar passed his examination, settled at Akkalkot as a pleader. Ten years later — in 1913 — he lost his only son to a throat disease. He was broken.
He made pilgrimages to Pandharpur, Ganagapur, and other holy places — no peace. He read Vedanta — no help. He remembered Shevade's confidence and decided to go to Shirdi.
First Visit — Twice Driven Out
He went with his younger brother Panditrao. Seeing Baba from a distance pleased him. He approached, prostrated, placed a coconut. Baba immediately cried:
"Get away!"
Sapatnekar moved back, sat aside. He consulted Bala Shimpi for help. They bought Baba's photos and came again. Bala asked Baba whose photo it was. Baba (pointing to Sapatnekar): "This photo is the Yara (Lover) of him." Baba laughed; the company laughed.
Bala beckoned Sapatnekar to take darshan. As Sapatnekar began to prostrate, Baba again cried:
"Get out!"
They prayed with folded hands. Baba ordered Sapatnekar to clear out immediately. The brothers left Shirdi sad.
Mrs. Sapatnekar's Dream
A year passed. Sapatnekar's mind was still unsettled. He went to Ganagapur (more restless), to Madhegaon (rest), then decided on Kashi. Two days before starting, his wife had a vision:
"She was going with a pitcher to Lakadsha's well. A fakir with a piece of cloth round his head, sitting at the foot of the neem tree, came close to her and said: 'My dear lassie, why get exhausted for nothing? I get your pitcher filled with pure water.' She was afraid of the fakir and hastened back with the empty pitcher. The fakir followed her. She awoke."
She told her husband. They took it as an auspicious sign and went to Shirdi together.
Recognition and the Pain-Story
At the masjid Baba was at Lendi. They waited. When Baba returned, Mrs. Sapatnekar recognised the fakir of her dream as Baba himself. She prostrated humbly and sat looking at him.
Baba began to tell a story in his characteristic way to a third party:
"My arms, abdomen and waist are paining for a long time. I took many medicines, the pains did not abate. I got sick of the medicines as they gave me no relief. But I am surprised to see now that all the pains have disappeared at once."
No name was mentioned — but the pains Baba described were Mrs. Sapatnekar's own. They left her at once.
Sapatnekar's Penance — and the Bania's Story
Sapatnekar approached. Baba: "Get out!" once more. Sapatnekar — more penitent — resolved to confess his past mocking deeds. He saw Baba alone, placed his head on Baba's feet. Baba placed his hand on his head; Sapatnekar sat stroking Baba's leg.
A shepherdess came and sat massaging Baba's waist. Baba began to tell her a bania's story — vicissitudes through life, including the death of an only son. Sapatnekar realised: this was his own story. Baba knew every detail.
At that thought, Baba — addressing the shepherdess and pointing to Sapatnekar — said:
"This fellow blames Me and charges Me with killing his son. Do I kill people's children? Why does this fellow come to the Masjid and cry? Now I will do this — I will again bring that very child back in his wife's womb."
He placed his blessing hand on Sapatnekar's head:
"These feet are old and holy; you are care-free now. Place entire faith in Me and you will soon get your object."
Sapatnekar bathed Baba's feet with tears.
Daily Worship and "One Namaskar with Love"
Sapatnekar made preparations of worship and naivedya, came with his wife daily to the masjid, offered, accepted prasad. The masjid was crowded; Sapatnekar saluted Baba again and again. Baba:
"Oh, why do you prostrate yourself now and then? The one Namaskar offered with love and humility is enough."
That night Sapatnekar witnessed the Chavadi procession. Baba looked "like a veritable Pandurang (Vithal)."
The Two-Rupee Dakshina and the Coconut
At parting, Sapatnekar planned: if Baba asked Dakshina, he would pay one rupee first and one more if asked again — reserving travel expenses. At the masjid he offered one rupee. Baba asked for another (matching the silent plan). It was paid. Baba:
"Take the coconut, put it in your wife's oti (upper fold of her sari), and go away at ease without the least anxiety."
Murlidhar — and the Promise Kept
Within a year a son was born. The pair brought the 8-month-old infant to Baba's feet:
"Oh Sainath, we do not know how to redeem Your obligations… let Your holy feet be our sole refuge."
The son was named Murlidhar. Two others — Bhaskar and Dinkar — were born afterwards. The Sapatnekars realized: Baba's words were never untrue.
Verbatim Sai Baba quotes documented in this chapter
- (At Sapatnekar's first prostration) "Get away!"
- (Holding up the photo) "This photo is the Yara (Lover) of him."
- (Second attempt) "Get out!"
- (To the third party — Mrs. Sapatnekar's pains as his own) "My arms, abdomen and waist are paining for a long time. I took many medicines… But I am surprised to see now that all the pains have disappeared at once."
- (To the shepherdess, pointing to Sapatnekar) "This fellow blames Me and charges Me with killing his son. Do I kill people's children? Why does this fellow come to the Masjid and cry? Now I will do this — I will again bring that very child back in his wife's womb."
- (Blessing Sapatnekar) "These feet are old and holy; you are care-free now. Place entire faith in Me and you will soon get your object."
- (On repeated prostrations) "Oh, why do you prostrate yourself now and then? The one Namaskar offered with love and humility is enough."
- (Parting gift of the coconut) "Take the coconut, put it in your wife's oti, and go away at ease without the least anxiety."