Passage 9

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One does good. The other does harm. The inquiry into these two must grow in you to some extent.

But today this power of inquiry has come to a standstill. You give room only to the senses, and do not let it go as far as the intelligence. Whatever Swami asks for, whatever He says, whatever He does, it is only for your good; Swami has no self-interest, ever, anywhere. But you do not understand such a truth. It is only because you cannot grasp the meaning that, misled by wrong meanings, you set off on a twisted meaning and fall, to some extent, into misery. For whose sake am I saying words like these? It is by not listening to what is said that you fall into so many hardships. We did not found our Institute with any hope, or in expectation of any result. If we could find even some ten good students, they could be shown to the world as an example: with that aim I drew you here in the name of education, and it is My resolve to teach you humility and obedience above all and through that show you to the world as an example.

No mother has this much Prema for you. It was looking after you with the Prema of a thousand mothers. A small example happened only yesterday. You may think about it. In the evening, even before I came for bhajan, Dr. Chari was waiting on the verandah. At once Dr. Chari came up and said, ‘Swami, there is a very dangerous case.’ ‘What case is it?’ I said. ‘Severe heart attack,’ he said. ‘Ten minutes more, or half an hour: that is the time. Beyond that there is no way for her to live,’ he said. ‘Have you tested properly?’ I said. They brought the ECG, and he, Dr. Alreja, all of them looked at it. The pulse had gone. It had come to 50/60. Blood pressure. It should be 120/80, and it had dropped to 50/60. ‘Doctor, do not get flustered at all. You must not tell the patient things like this. Just stay quiet’; and with that I walked off gently like that and went straight to the patient's room. When I saw that mother she was very weak. Thinking people might come in, I took Prabhakar along with me. She had her eyes closed; there was no movement. While I was holding her head and looking at her, her son Kumar was singing a song in this bhajan, ‘Māta pitā’. At once it reached My ears there. He is thinking of this mother, of Mother Sai: at once My heart changed. I took some water, poured it into a tumbler, and poured it into her mouth. At what time do people pour water? You can understand it well. They pour it in the last moments. Seeing Me pour the water, her husband was getting flustered, thinking she might be going now. I gave him courage. ‘Do not worry at all. She will be quite well. Do not grieve,’ I told him. However many relatives there may be, however many people of whatever kind, there was no one to help her.