|| Aum Sai Ram || Aum Sai Para Brahmanaa Namah ||
Baba Begging Food
“Blessed are the people of Shirdi, in front of whose houses, Baba stood as a beggar and called out, “Oh Mai, give Me a piece of bread!” and spread out His hand to receive the same. In one hand, He carried a Tumrel (tinpot) and in the other a Zoli or Choupadari, i.e., a rectangular piece of cloth. He visited certain houses daily. Liquid or semi-liquid things such as soup, vegetables, milk or butter-milk were received in the tinpot, while cooked rice, bread, and such solid things were taken in the Zoli. Baba’s tongue knew no taste, as He had acquired control over it. So how could He care for the taste of the different things mixed up together? Whatever things He got in His Zoli and in the tinpot were mixed together and partaken by Baba to His heart’s content. Whether particular things were tasty or otherwise, was never noticed by Baba, as His tongue was devoid of the sense of taste altogether.
Baba begged till noon, but His begging was very irregular. Some days He went a few rounds, on other days up to twelve noon. The food thus collected was kept in a Kundi, i.e. earthen pot. Dog, cats and crows freely ate from it and Baba never drove them away. The woman who swept the floor of the Masjid, took some 10 or 12 pieces of bread to her house, and nobody prevented her from doing so. How could He, Who, even in dreams never warded off cats and dogs by harsh words and signs, refuse food to poor helpless people?
Blessed indeed is the life of such a Noble Person! People in Shirdi took Him in the beginning for a mad Fakir. He was known in the village by this name. How could one, who lived on alms by begging a few crumbs of bread, be revered and worshipped? But this Fakir was very liberal of heart, detached and charitable. Though He looked restless from outside. He was firm and steady inside. His way was inscrutable. Still in that small village, there were a few kind and blessed people who recognised and regarded Him as a Great Soul.”
– SHRI SAI SATCHARITRA (Chapter VIII)
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