Guruvaar Prarthna
Our Beloved Sadguru Sainath, please accept our humble prayers on this Holy Day of Guruvaar. Baba,we know not much. We only know that the longing within us growing, day by day, to be consumed, more and more, in the Flame of Sacrifice to You, Your Beauty blooms in all the worlds and Your Love we see shining, shining everywhere. We are very much grateful for Your mercy and keeping us under Your protection. On this holy day we start our prayers by reading your divine guidance in Shri Sai Samartha Satcharitra.
This being the life story of a Saint, it is naturally pleasing, in all respects. The eating habits of Saints, their everyday behaviour and even their casual remarks are enchanting.
This is not a life-sketch or biography. Sai Maharaj, the cloud of mercy, showered this because of his love for his devotees, as a means of remembering him and obtaining bliss.
Such are the stories of these great Saints, who talk about the worldly life but place one on the path of salvation. The stories deal with material and spiritual life, at the same time.
This must have been their underlying purpose that one should lead a happy life; but should always be careful and thus this body should be fruitfully utilized.
When innumerable merits are accumulated, a soul unexpectedly gets the life of a human being. Over and above, if a person is able to lead a spiritual life, he is most fortunate.
Even in such a life if he does not achieve fulfilment, his being born is useless and only an added weight on the earth. Can he be happier than a mere animal?
A human being, who does not know anything more than eating, sleeping, fear and sex, is no better than an animal shorn of tail and horns.
How great is this human life! It is the only way to achieve devotion to God and the four-fold1 liberation. This is the only means of self-realisation.
Our existence in this world is of a duration no longer than a flash of lightening. How can people find moments of complete happiness when they are caught between the jaws of destiny?
Mother, father, sister, husband, wife, son, daughter, cousin – they are like logs of wood which float in the current of a river.
They seem to be together for a moment. Then they scatter by the movements of the waves and go separately never to meet again.
He, who has not achieved self enhancement, has troubled his mother in vain. Without ever surrendering at the feet of saints, birth will be futile.
I bow down to Sree Ganesh
I bow down to Sree Saraswati
I bow down to the Guru
I bow down to the Family Deity
I bow down to Sree Sita-Ramachandra
I bow down to Sree Sadguru Sainath.
Sarveshaam Svaastir Bhavatu
Sarveshaam Shaantir Bhavatu
Sarveshaam Poornam Bhavatu
Sarveshaam Mangalam Bhavatu
Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanteeh
-(from Shri Sai Samartha Satchrita, Chapter 14, Ovi 13 - 24)
