A Divine Encounter
Meeting with Sai Baba
Divine Footprints: An Enchanted Encounter with Sai Baba’s Presence
Pujya Sri Guruji
A Divine Encounter
📜 A Step into the Past 📜
Dr. Sri Gurumurthy Guruji recalls, “On that same evening when I had fallen into slumber’s embrace, a voice resounded within, uttering ‘Malik.’ Abruptly, that enchanting voice roused me from my sleep, and before me stood an elderly figure, adorned with a grown beard that exuded a sense of profound wisdom. His presence was reminiscent of a Great Holy Power.”
“Clothed in a white shroud veiling his head, and donned in a creased and weathered off-white kurta, he held a Bhiksha bowl in his grasp. The whiteness of his beard and the grace of his demeanor led me to perceive him as a wanderer or perhaps a destitute soul. However, a recollection of my mother’s counsel not to engage with strangers prompted me to politely ask him to depart.”
“Though the weight of confusion and disturbance hung heavily upon me, I found the courage to request the old man to leave. But as the words escaped my lips, the old man raised his hand toward the heavens and pronounced, ‘Malik. Kind child, I recognize your essence, yet do you recognize mine? Are you not concerned with completing the task left unfinished?'”
“His words ignited a realization within me, hinting at the possibility that this aged wanderer might be a celestial sage or a seer of destinies (Kani Man). Once again, I humbly requested the man to depart. In response to my plea, the old man reassured, ‘Very well, the doors shall open, Malik is the Sovereign,’ and began to take his leave.”
“Barely a few steps had he taken when he seemed to dissolve into thin air, vanishing from my sight in an ephemeral instant. A sense of distress overcame me, witnessing his sudden disappearance. Internally, I pondered, ‘Could this elderly wanderer be deprived of sustenance?'”
“Moved by compassion, I swung open my abode’s entrance and ventured outside, driven to find the enigmatic figure. Yet, the surroundings yielded no trace of his presence. This mystery deepened my bewilderment, for I pondered how swiftly he had departed, fading from view in a mere two minutes.”
“As I embarked on a quest to trace the footsteps of the aged wanderer, all my efforts yielded naught but the faint echo of his fleeting visit, an enigma woven into the ethereal fabric of that memorable encounter.”