<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:22:59.339-08:00</updated><category term='sabka malik ek'/><category term='Human genome'/><category term='knowledge'/><category term='jnana'/><category term='bhakthi'/><category term='DNA'/><category term='me and my saibaba'/><category term='akilakalai'/><category term='sai kada'/><category term='vinayaka'/><category term='shirdi sai'/><category term='hemandpant'/><category term='vigneshwara'/><category term='bakta'/><category term='love'/><category term='grandpa'/><category term='genetic.life'/><category term='gnana'/><title type='text'>SHIRDI SAI DEVOTION AN OCEAN !!!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>I read Shri sai satcharita the wonderful life and teachings of shridi sai baba nowadays  but in my early days I came to know about baba only through ammar chitra kada.I have shared some of the glimpses of the same with you all through the embedded slide show.
Aum Sairam</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-6241067766023693983</id><published>2008-01-28T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:01:41.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akilakalai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me and my saibaba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sai kada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabka malik ek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirdi sai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bhakthi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jnana'/><title type='text'>Shirdi sai say's learning was no substitute for self realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R56-QQgi3dI/AAAAAAAABrQ/LUaFZPP7nGA/s1600-h/saiknowledgeclrimgoff.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R56-QQgi3dI/AAAAAAAABrQ/LUaFZPP7nGA/s320/saiknowledgeclrimgoff.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160771409531821522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Srimad Mahabhagavatham states that it is a leela (divine play) for god to create things. The Bhagavad Gita, on the other hand, states that it is part of nature to create and procreate. Unluckily no scriptures clearly answers the “Why and what” question about creation. Even in genesis we see the instrumentality of creation. Where Elohim transformed into Jehovah (“I am”) and created the universe in six days. In the Vedanta Sutra the word Leela”-Divine sport-“is used to explain creation as the desire less expression of god. Why does god want to express itself?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;If tomorrow a human being is manufactured, within a lab, without the donation from male sperm and female egg, most organize religion in the world may fall. Will then man be called the creator? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“We can look at creativity as a mystery, brilliant new ideas are produced and we do not know how they came about. We can study and analyze the behavior of creative people but this will not tell us very much, because often such people are themselves unaware of what triggered the brilliant idea of their own creation.” Edward de Bono, the originator of lateral thinking and widely acknowledged leading international authority in the field of creative thinking who could deliberate systematic approach to creative demand, has said in his book “Serious creativity”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My dear sai, I am confused... totally confused about the creation and its concepts. Kindly help me to go further. To acquire the knowledge and find confirmation to proceed further is getting difficult for me sai...I need your help...I put my head under my Baba’s feet and prayed for his guidance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My next door persons son who came from abroad was handing over a new car key to his father...I could hear their conversation amidst my prayer.The father was asking half a dozen questions about the car though he was very happy about having one from his son...for which the son answers ...father, When a vehicle say a car is given to you learn to drive the car rather than all the time analyzing about the characteristics of its engine, capacity, it’s road worthiness and how better the creation is but immediately learn to drive the car to reach the destination. Why you want to spend so many analyzes before you start driving, I have bought you the car to show my gratitude you drive and reach the destination. It is better to know but it is still better you drive and enjoy the purpose... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I suddenly heard an inner voice saying...My dear child “While knowledge of texts and scriptures are useful, learning was no substitute for self realization”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I realize you my dear sai  I realize you .....without unnecessary questions...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Aum sairam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-6241067766023693983?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6241067766023693983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=6241067766023693983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/6241067766023693983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/6241067766023693983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2008/01/shirdi-sai-says-learning-was-no.html' title='Shirdi sai say&apos;s learning was no substitute for self realization'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R56-QQgi3dI/AAAAAAAABrQ/LUaFZPP7nGA/s72-c/saiknowledgeclrimgoff.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-5255802011258016333</id><published>2008-01-12T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:01:48.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human genome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akilakalai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me and my saibaba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sai kada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirdi sai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genetic.life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DNA'/><title type='text'>Shirdi sai what is life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R4kcNBNufhI/AAAAAAAABnY/odw8urfD52I/s1600-h/shirdi-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R4kcNBNufhI/AAAAAAAABnY/odw8urfD52I/s320/shirdi-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154682258492128786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I was invited to deliver a guest lecture on Human Genome and my mind was totally into that today...I just said sorry to my sai because I did not narrate my night aarti .....I was into search of life.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;All forms that perish other forms supply,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(By turn we catch the vital breath and die)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Like bubbles on the sea of matter born&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                             They rise, they break, and to that the sea return&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I just got the glimpses of the essay by Alexander pope, “An essay on man” when I was browsing when I tried under goggle engine &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Enough for my thought to wander it started wandering...I was invited to deliver a guest lecture on Human Genome and my mind was totally into that today...I just said sorry to my sai because I did not narrate my night aarti .....I was into search of life.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In the beginning was the world. The world proselytized the sea with its message, copying itself unceasingly and for ever. The world discovered how to rearrange chemicals so as to capture little eddies in the stream of entropy and make them live. The world transformed the land surface of the planet from the dusty hell to a verdant paradise. The world eventually blossomed and became sufficiently ingenious to build a porridge contraption called brain that could discover and be aware of the world itself...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My porridge contraption boggles every time I think this thought, in four thousand million years of earth history, I am lucky enough to be alive today, in five million species, I was fortunate enough to be born a conscious human being. In all of the earth’s history, biology and geography, I was born just during this moment of evolution of molecular biology, where two members of my own species discovered the structure DNA and hence uncovered the greatest, simplest and most surprising secret in the universe. Mock my zeal if you want. Consider me ridiculous but follow me on the journey back to the very origin of life, and I hope I can convince you of the immense fascination of the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I was so happy that I get such a flow my god my sai....with so much of happiness I just turned my eyes towards my table top....I could see sai with the message “I am omnipresent but people fail to recognize me” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I was taken aback is he telling me straight that I have missed to pray to him. My dear sai you are my life no doubt in whatever circumstances may be I should not have forgotten you dear....I just had him back into my thoughts....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Aum sairam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-5255802011258016333?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/5255802011258016333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=5255802011258016333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/5255802011258016333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/5255802011258016333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2008/01/shirdi-sai-what-is-life.html' title='Shirdi sai what is life?'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R4kcNBNufhI/AAAAAAAABnY/odw8urfD52I/s72-c/shirdi-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-6139742952805947306</id><published>2008-01-03T03:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:52:21.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirdi Sai’s offline message in my chat pops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3zGfRNueSI/AAAAAAAABUI/IVvB0Wn5gco/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3zGfRNueSI/AAAAAAAABUI/IVvB0Wn5gco/s320/DSC00090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151210314304223522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The hours passed and they seemed ugas to me. I was not in form but slowly the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="22"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; came... time for Seja aarti...I made up my mind even if baba is not liking me I like him I like him to my hearts of hearts and soul of soul. I will pray to him. And I will follow what he preached consciously every minute. My mind relaxed and all my muscles aching with pain came normal. I will not repeat that avaguna of shouting getting irritated and with full of ahangar thereafter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;After finishing the aarti I wanted to browse my computer...I logged into the chat ...as soon as I logged in I had an offline message popped up left by my sai for me...Hei my sai...agash...my sai...The message said&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;”I know you my child. Don’t fear when I am here. I will not leave you any day till you have faith in me. I never wanted to leave your house without seeing you....but you neither responded to the calling bell nor opened your door. How can I come when your door is closed my dear child? Okie I thought I can tell you immediately through your computer window... but you did not log in? It is not my fault what to do? I will TC &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sabka Malik Ek...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-6139742952805947306?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6139742952805947306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=6139742952805947306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/6139742952805947306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/6139742952805947306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2008/01/shirdi-sais-offline-message-in-my-chat.html' title='Shirdi Sai’s offline message in my chat pops!'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3zGfRNueSI/AAAAAAAABUI/IVvB0Wn5gco/s72-c/DSC00090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-549510770662586472</id><published>2008-01-03T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:25:08.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirdi Sai plays trick to make one realize...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3zF2RNueRI/AAAAAAAABUA/Zisl5FeXSrs/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3zF2RNueRI/AAAAAAAABUA/Zisl5FeXSrs/s320/DSC00088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151209609929586962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;My eyes were swollen and my mind with full of grief Saibaba came home but because of my foolish behavior he has left me....will it be once for all...I cannot take it sai please don’t do that to me I believe that you are going to be with me till my end and even after my death...I did a mistake a grave mistake of not carrying out your message punish me but please don’t reject me...I cannot take one thing for sure my life without you...I mean it really I mean it...please forgive me for that nasty behavior...please sai please...The happiness which was cloud nine sometimes thinking about you back poured out as tears from my eyes...I hated me totally at that minute. Even when I don’t like me for what I had behaved how will my sai? Not possible. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Are you going to reject me sai? ... Have I been thrown into your recycle bin....please sai please don’t empty me from your recycle bin...let me remain there for your reconsideration.I opened my door wide open. I started being conscious every minute thinking sai is going to come back and I waited for him in my doorstep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Yes there was a call I happily ran from my hall.my husband came with a great smile home. As soon as he saw my swollen eyes he was shaken and asked “What has happened da? Why are you upset? Why it is 6.00 O clock evening you have not played the sai aarti?, very unusual...okie come dear don’t get upset”. When you see person so close and so near you need not even tell but they understand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I did not narrate the incidence but I made a coffee for him went and had a wash and started the Evening aarti...What is the use elaborating devotion with Dhupa aarti when my sai himself came did not see me but conveyed the message that I am a fool not following &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;“Love all and be kind to all because I live and exist in all.”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I was not able to sing along with the player. I was just listening to it with the very heavy heart thinking with fear whether my saibaba will leave me alone once for all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Aum Sairam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-549510770662586472?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/549510770662586472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=549510770662586472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/549510770662586472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/549510770662586472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2008/01/shirdi-sai-plays-trick-to-make-one.html' title='Shirdi Sai plays trick to make one realize...'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3zF2RNueRI/AAAAAAAABUA/Zisl5FeXSrs/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-4403952122199145953</id><published>2008-01-02T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:26:07.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Importance Saibaba gave for Vishnu sahasra Naama: BABA OF SHIRDI - DARSHAN OF GOD FOR DEVOUT FAITH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vishnushirdisai.blogspot.com/2007/12/baba-of-shirdi-darshan-of-god-for.html"&gt;Importance Saibaba gave for Vishnu sahasra Naama: BABA OF SHIRDI - DARSHAN OF GOD FOR DEVOUT FAITH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-4403952122199145953?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://vishnushirdisai.blogspot.com/2007/12/baba-of-shirdi-darshan-of-god-for.html' title='Importance Saibaba gave for Vishnu sahasra Naama: BABA OF SHIRDI - DARSHAN OF GOD FOR DEVOUT FAITH'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4403952122199145953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=4403952122199145953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/4403952122199145953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/4403952122199145953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2008/01/importance-saibaba-gave-for-vishnu.html' title='Importance Saibaba gave for Vishnu sahasra Naama: BABA OF SHIRDI - DARSHAN OF GOD FOR DEVOUT FAITH'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-7241027579150991299</id><published>2008-01-02T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:23:48.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akilakalai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vigneshwara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sai kada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gnana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirdi sai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinayaka'/><title type='text'>Shirdi Sai said - Better practice than to preach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3tGJhNueQI/AAAAAAAABTg/c3pcM9C0QQ8/s1600-h/DSC00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3tGJhNueQI/AAAAAAAABTg/c3pcM9C0QQ8/s320/DSC00020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150787728177002754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Love all and be kind to all because I live and exist in all.” Is the message I got from Sai on 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of January 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A beautiful message it is really a very good message...but how to convey this... to all. In this fast world in what prime time I have to take in broadcasting this message...which media will be better a print or audio or video a multimedia...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Even to listen to god we have to find the appropriate time and target audience aum sairam....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My mind started boggling may be in my blog I will publish ...but how will I put this stuff into my audiences? All type of audiences. and to whom this message has to go?...To sai bhakts...may be... but they are easy audience, about sai they will be always searching him whether we write it or not they would have got it from Sai already...It is very easy to convey they need no language time and any kind of formalities simple. They know the language...pretty easy for them...then to whom I am doing this blog for?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;May be to other than sai bakths who want to know him or do not know about him...whether to put these stuff in Indian languages or German, French Spanish, Danish...the list went very long...haree if we say as language people will ask whether it is C or C++ or OOPs java or may be about assembly language or programming language. A group of audiences belong to this category too. How to instantiate this concept with static or dynamic way...My thoughts has no limits...Sometimes it is better to know little unless the mind is tuned to take more information with balance...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I lifted my head to the wall. I saw a Vigneshwara vinayaga deity...He is sitting on a small Moosika (rat) with such a huge belly with lots of ladoos on a plate under him....ya&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the mind is like rat...it needs such a huge gnanakaraka to control oh that is it the gnanakaraka ganesha has taken the mouse as his vahana? The rat has to be controlled either god has to sit on it to control otherwise it has to have a lia (involvement) with the ladoos the worldly sweet things. Otherwise rat has no control... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;See I was thinking about the means and ways and audiences to receive Saibaba’s message but my mind “the rat” started wandering for clues cluelessly...may be it needs more gnana?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Now I was clear that I could find the audiences and finalize the language. Cloud nine I am in happy I got such message to convey. I heard my calling bell ring suddenly my thought process got interrupted. I did not like...break in my thought process that I was waiting for my servant will open the door...but she did not. The next ring came I really got irritated tensed and stopped thinking and moving towards the door ...With so much of restlessness I opened the door My voice was harsh asking” Who is that can you not wait” I really wanted to slap the person who knocked my door disturbing me...With so much of vehemence and irritation I opened the door...Nobody was there ...I was still more irritated I went out and searched for the person...But Nobody I could find...I cannot imagine the irritated furious less loving person like me at that hour...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I came inside my house banged the door closed and scolded the person to my heart content. Slowly I cooled down...I was wondering who that person would have been...I turned my head towards the Sairam picture in my hall trying to get back my good thoughts about him...Sai sounded unhappy...in the picture. He said” Fool you where thinking of all possible ways to convey and correct others... waste of logic...mind should be calm to receive me...If only you could have got my message &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;“Love all and be kind to all because I live and exist in all.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Properly you could not have behaved like that...I was standing and I rang your bell to see how you have taken my message but you miserably failed ....try to understand and follow my messages first rather than propagating for others..”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I lost a good chance of meeting my Sai though he came home to see me.I am ashamed of myself Sai...I am ashamed...”my whole body got shake with shame my eyes were with full of tears I was crying aloud "My Sai".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Aum Sairam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-7241027579150991299?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7241027579150991299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=7241027579150991299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/7241027579150991299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/7241027579150991299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2008/01/shirdi-sai-said-better-practice-than-to.html' title='Shirdi Sai said - Better practice than to preach'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3tGJhNueQI/AAAAAAAABTg/c3pcM9C0QQ8/s72-c/DSC00020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-4931833721863062172</id><published>2008-01-01T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:25:07.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akilakalai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me and my saibaba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sai kada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabka malik ek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirdi sai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakta'/><title type='text'>Shirdi Sai's message for 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3s00xNuePI/AAAAAAAABTY/EIms6OseWM4/s1600-h/DSC00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3s00xNuePI/AAAAAAAABTY/EIms6OseWM4/s320/DSC00012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150768679997044978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being new year day 2008 what is you message to all of us sairam?.I want to now...Baba.... I am starting to understand you... so much about you...I want to read and reread so many things you have told lived and showed as well so much told about you by many others. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;To experience you to realize your presence, and today being the New Year’s Day 2008-01-01...after the evening aarti I wanted to know your message. Kindly give us your message....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I opened one of my favorite books about you and under the chapter I could read the following &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“I was born to serve mankind and to make Shirdi a blessed place, where the rich and the poor, literate and illiterate, the pious and the saintly, the wordy and the wise could assemble and remember the higher spirit of things as manifested by the Supreme Being who is omnipotent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I live in one and all, I live in shirdi, but I also live in the heart of each and every devotee who worships me and pays obeisance to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My message is simple: love all and be kind to all because I live and exist in all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So if people worship all-animals and men alike-you will never fail to serve me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Be my &lt;i&gt;bakta &lt;/i&gt;and the inheritor of all that I have to give you – blessings, bliss and benediction&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Shirdi is holy,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My guru stayed here; my friends stayed here; and now you visit here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;May god’s abundant grace be upon you all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sabka Malik Ek!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;THE ABOVE MESSAGE WAS DICTATED TO THE AUTHOR BY BABA AT DWARAKMAI BEFORE HE STARTED WRITING THIS BOOK&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;(From The book Shirdi saibaba by Asish Mohan Khokar Eternal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-4931833721863062172?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4931833721863062172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=4931833721863062172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/4931833721863062172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/4931833721863062172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2008/01/shirdi-sais-message-for-2008.html' title='Shirdi Sai&apos;s message for 2008'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3s00xNuePI/AAAAAAAABTY/EIms6OseWM4/s72-c/DSC00012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-1817492965596162172</id><published>2007-12-28T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:24:31.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aarti and neavediya to shirdi Sai (offerings to God)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3S-bT-jmwI/AAAAAAAABM0/QJS6IpkN0yE/s1600-h/DSC00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3S-bT-jmwI/AAAAAAAABM0/QJS6IpkN0yE/s320/DSC00009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148949650419718914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3S93T-jmvI/AAAAAAAABMs/DlaAeYiBTDY/s1600-h/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3S93T-jmvI/AAAAAAAABMs/DlaAeYiBTDY/s320/DSC00028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148949031944428274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aarti is a devotional prayer that has devotees standing before the image of a deity or consecrated saint accompanied with singing of devotional songs in unison. This singing is often accompanied by other musical instruments such as bells, gongs and cymbals. In Hindu rituals aarti is a rich and energetic event, when the deity is bejeweled with garlands and showered with flowers along with aromatic incense sticks and waving of panchmukhi diya or five-wicks oil lamp around His stature in clockwise direction. After offering the aarti before the deity, it is brought before all the devotees, who then pass their hands by turns over the sacred flame of the aarti lamp and quickly bring them closer to their faces and heads as a gesture of receiving the auspicious energy from the holy flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;At Shirdi, there are four aarti sessions all through the day, during which devotees congregate invoking Sai Baba, seeking His blessings. Saibaba's aarti is sung in Marathi. As a living manifestation of the abstract concept of God, Shri Sai Baba is an personification of the supreme power that guides, protects and support. This thirst that has created a bond of love and faith between Sai and his devotee is expressed through the aarti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Everyday after the Noon-Aarti, all devotees went back to their houses or to the lodgings, Baba personally distributed udi Prasad and made enquiries about each devote, giving them advices. From some Devotees he would enquire when they came and to some devotees he would ask when they would be leaving shirdi. He ordered some devotees to leave shirdi only the next day. He enquired with some devotees about some who were in their houses and give some advices. He talked to the devotees o the extent necessary and according to their needs, only he and the particular devotee could understand the matter. After the devotees left, the devotees close to Baba would sit in rows on each side of him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Baba would come walking slowly and sit in his seat. Those who brought offerings to Baba (Naivedya) waited outside Dwarakmai, for getting his blessings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;They would bring variety of food items like &lt;i&gt;rottis&lt;/i&gt;, sweet rice etc. All the offerings were kept before Baba and he offered all of them to god. After that he distributed a portion of them to the devotees waiting outside the mosque and the balance served to all close devotees who were sitting either side of Baba. The food items touched by Baba became very tasty and energy giving ones. One day, Hemadpant ate such food to his satisfaction. Baba immediately gave him a glass full of buttermilk and asked him to drink. But Hemadpant drank only a little of it saying that his stomach was full and its taste was peculiar. Baba asked him to drink the balance also; as such an opportunity would never come again. His words turned true. Hemadpant did not get such a chance before Baba’s Samadhi. The aarti continued for ever even after Baba attained mukthi all over right from shirdi This aarti prayer continues even today in all his mandirs and at times in his devotees’ houses.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-1817492965596162172?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/1817492965596162172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=1817492965596162172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/1817492965596162172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/1817492965596162172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2007/12/aarti-and-neavediya-to-shirdi-sai.html' title='Aarti and neavediya to shirdi Sai (offerings to God)'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R3S-bT-jmwI/AAAAAAAABM0/QJS6IpkN0yE/s72-c/DSC00009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243606358226807088.post-7240955486769731838</id><published>2007-12-13T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:22:29.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akilakalai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sai kada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirdi sai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hemandpant'/><title type='text'>Shirdi Saibaba kada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R2IrWVX1lWI/AAAAAAAAA14/kC17KV-uuKA/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R2IrWVX1lWI/AAAAAAAAA14/kC17KV-uuKA/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143721387104769378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I knew my baba only when I was 14 years old....I knew one of my uncle use to pray to him and brought me a comic about shirdi sai baba.....I was in full grief loosing my grandfather..He was all in all for me then...As soon as I saw the comic I felt my grandfather is baba....a crazy thought but that worked wonders on me....yes baba came to me in as my grandfather..&lt;br /&gt; My grandpa used to feed me,put my shoes load ink to my pen and tell bed time stories....lots and lots of my time I have spent with my grandpa...He is the living person I can always trust....He did everything for me.When he was there I never feared for anything I was very sure he will take care off..and life was all taken care very well by him.I never worried for anything...But suddenly he fell ill and he had amassive heart attack and we lost him for ever...The second time I saw death I experienced death....It is like me dying....I felt I cannot live without my grandpa any more....I missed my breakfast and lunch...Sometimes i went without food the whole week....tiresome mind..a sad feeling and memoirs of my grandfather...&lt;br /&gt; I wanted somebody to cling on...To hold on the hands and toshare play and call him mine...feel he will cater  for all my needs and not to fear...the one comic i read gave me my life back.It made me feel my grandfather is back and i could talk play listened to and taken care of why fear when i am hear&lt;br /&gt;Ya it is my baba and that day onwards i live with my baba till date not separated.He knows me in and out He accepts me with all my plus and minus...and I want to be with him even after leaving this earth...I like him to my heart of hearts and soul of souls...I always feel he will not leave me like my grandfather anyday...I realize he is more than my grandfather until this moment......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1243606358226807088-7240955486769731838?l=shirdisaistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7240955486769731838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1243606358226807088&amp;postID=7240955486769731838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/7240955486769731838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1243606358226807088/posts/default/7240955486769731838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirdisaistory.blogspot.com/2007/12/shirdi-saibaba-kada.html' title='Shirdi Saibaba kada'/><author><name>akilakalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17237872559278396766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/TK1FJen8OGI/AAAAAAAAH-w/IVxQ9jQKjgU/S220/DSC01368.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ZBVLMccUDI/R2IrWVX1lWI/AAAAAAAAA14/kC17KV-uuKA/s72-c/012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
