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Experience of the Divinity of Bhagavan by Devotees
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IV | Mr. C.P. Varday
Mr. C.P. Varday,
7, Jyoti ka Park Street, High Way Road,
Kalal - 382 721, Gandhinagar District,
Gujarat.
Mobile: 92271-80277
Mr. C.P. Varday (54), an industrialist from Gujarat, relates a few of his experiences
of the Divinity of Bhagavan in his own words.
'Bhagavan Sri Satya Sai Baba visited Junagadh and Rajkot in 1964.My father, Mr.
Prabhudas Varday attended the meetings addressed by Swami and had His darshan. We
used to hear from him about Bhagavan.
Later, I happened to read a book 'Sai Avatar 'in which the story of Shiridi Sai
as well as Parthi Sai was given.
In 1968, Swami came to Ahmedabad. I went there and had the darshan of Swami from
a distance. I wanted to see Swami from close quarters, but it was not possible because
of heavy crowds. However, I had the good fortune to listen to the Divine discourse
that time.
In 1972, Swami came to Bombay and was at Dharmakshetra. My uncle and others from
our place went there for darshan. I, too, was to leave with them on May 19 but had
to go to see my wife who was admitted in a hospital in Rajasthan as I received a
phone call l from her on May 17.Finally I reached Bombay on May 22. By that time
Swami had gone to Pune.
'You missed Swami', my uncle told me,' He might leave Pune for Bangalore. There
is no programme for His return here.'
I felt disappointed but there was nothing one could do about it.
That day my aunt asked me to accompany her to Dharmaksetra. She wanted to buy some
articles and books there. I went along with her. As we were moving there, a person
looking like a VIP came there. I was told that his name is Mr. Manoj Kumar. I went
to him and said, 'Swami is not here. He went to Pune. He may go from there to Bangalore.
I am told.' He also felt disappointed. As we were talking about Swami's leelas,
there was a phone call from Pune. 'Swami will be at Dharmakshetra in another half-an-hour',
was the message.'
Mr. Manoj Kumar said, 'we are lucky. Be with me and have darshan of Swami.'
Meanwhile, some sevadal came and asked me to go out as no one except sevadal was
allowed to stay there. Mr. Manoj Kumar told them to allow me and my aunt to stay.
When he said so, everyone thought that we were close relatives of him. We were taken
in and made to sit just by the side of the chair of Bhagavan. Swami came and we
could have darshan from close quarters. I remembered how I had felt disappointed
that I could not see Bhagavan from close quarters when He came to Ahemdabad. I thought
that Bhagavan had heard my prayer and given me this unique opportunity owing to
His grace. Had I not got the phone call on May 17 from my wife I would have come
on May19 with my uncle. Then I would have seen Swami from only a distance.
'We thought you had missed Swami,' my uncle told me, 'but now it is we that missed
darshan of Bhagavan from very close quarters.'
I used to come to Prasanthi Nilayam every year. In those days, rooms were not there.
We used to stay under the trees and cook our food with fuel. Now and then Swami
used to come and ask us 'what are you cooking?' He used to take out the lid from
the vessels and see the contents. He used to exchange a word or two with us in Gujarati
language.
I have a chemical factory near Kalol. We used to produce colours from certain chemicals,
mostly petroleum products. They have to be boiled first and then the steam emanating
from them has to be cooled off. One day steam was emanating heavily. The worker
near it did not know what to do. Meanwhile the vapours emanating from the boiling
container burst out and reached the boiler. At once they caught fire. The worker
was caught in the fire. I was standing outside. I came running into the factory
without thinking, and caught hold of the worker and pushed him out through a side
door. As I pushed him forcibly, I fell inside due to recoil. However, I managed
to rush out and ring up the fire service. At that time I was not aware that I too
had caught fire when I fell inside. I did not feel any pain at that time, curiously.
My only thought was to take the worker to a doctor and get him treated before it
was too late. I pushed him into my car and drove to a relative of mine who was a
doctor.
'Attend on this fellow,' I told my relative on reaching his clinic,' he sustained
injuries in an accident in my factory.'
The doctor was looking at me in shock and surprise.
'Why are you looking like that at me', I demanded, 'first attend on the fellow'.
'First I have to attend on you', the doctor said, 'his burns are not serious. He
can be treated as an outpatient and discharged today. I am afraid your case is not
that simple. First go and look at your face in the mirror.'
When I went to a mirror in the bath room, I was shocked. There was a burn right
from the parting line in my hair to my neck across my chin. Then both my hands and
legs were burnt badly. The doctor wanted me to go to some super speciality hospital
in Bombay. But I declined. He then agreed to treat me in my house. He used to come
daily with his assistant and fix the bandage. On alternate days, they had to change
it. I used to sprinkle Swami's vibhuti on the burns before they put the bandage
afresh. They used to object, but I did not care. I was thankful to Swami. He saved
my eyes, nose and ears as the burns ran avoiding them in a miraculous manner. There
were no burns on my chest and stomach saving my important organs like heart, lungs
and liver.
I had some papers, currency and a photograph of Swami in my pocket at that time.
Most of my shirt was burnt including the pocket. All papers and currency were burnt
but the photograph of Swami was completely in tact!
It took three months for the burns to heal. The worker who also sustained burn injuries
became alright.
'You better go to a plastic surgeon and see what can be done to remove the ugly
scars of burns on your face, hands and legs,' the doctor advised.
I said, 'it does not matter'.
I have not undergone any plastic surgery, but every one asks me, 'where did you
get the plastic surgery done to the scars?' It is so because, owing to the grace
of Bhagavan, the scars disappeared completely. My skin looks completely normal without
any scars, to the amazement of all.'
-- Mr. C.P. Varday
(As narrated to Mr. B. Parvatala Rao at Prasanthi Nilayam on 11.07.2005.)
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