REMINISCENCE OF THE DIVINE
On October 20, 1940, which happened to be a Sunday, Swami lost the collar pin
and with that the veil of Maya disappeared. The worldly attachment left Him in
the form of the collar pin. He left home saying that Maya could not bind Him any
longer. This happened after a visit to Hampi.
Embodiments of Love!
It happened when I was at Uravakonda. The Corporation Commissioner of Bellary
had a dream in which he was directed to go to a particular house in Uravakonda
and bring Sathyam to Bellary. At the same time, his wife also had a dream in
which she was directed to accompany her husband and bring Sathyam with them.
They thought Sathyam would be a great and famous personality. Now My height is a
little above five feet. I was much shorter those days. I used to wear a shorts
and a shirt. I was 14 years old at that time. As I came out of the house, the
Corporation Commissioner and his wife at once recognised Me to be the same
person who had appeared in their dream. They felt extremely happy and prostrated
before Me on the road itself. They were unmindful of the fact that I was a small
boy. I was on My way to school with a few books in My hand.
The Commissioner and his wife approached Seshama Raju, the elder brother of this
body, and requested him: "Please bring Sathya to Bellary today. You may have to
apply for leave but does not matter." One cannot say no to a person of the
status of the Corporation Commissioner. Hence, Seshama Raju approached the Head
Master of the school Kameswar Rao with a request to grant him leave. He also
explained to him the reason for his taking leave. Kameswar Rao was very fond of
Me. He said, "You may take Sathya to Bellary or wherever you want. You do not
need to seek my permission in this regard. He even gave his car to take Me to
The Commissioner and his wife played host to us for three days. They took us to
the Virupaksha temple in the nearby Hampi Kshetra. Seshama Raju and his wife
told Me to remain outside the temple and keep a watch over their belongings as
they would go inside to have Darshan of the deity. I readily agreed and remained
outside. As soon as they entered the temple, to their utter astonishment, they
found Me standing inside the sanctum sanctorum where the deity is supposed to be
standing. Seshama Raju could not believe his eyes. He thought, "Why did he come
here when I told him specifically to remain outside and take care of our
belongings?" He at once came out of the temple only to find Me standing there!
He again went inside and found Me there also! Still he was not convinced. He
told his wife, "You go outside and keep a watch over Sathya. Do not allow him to
go anywhere. Meanwhile, I will go inside and see whether he is still there" She
did accordingly. He again saw smiling Sathya standing in thee sanctum sanctorum.
The Corporation Commissioner was also a witness to all this. He recognised My
divinity. When they came out of the temple, he caught hold of Seshama Raju's
hands and said, "Raju, do not be under the impression that Sathya is your
brother. He is not an ordinary person. You are deluded seeing His physical form.
There is divine power in Him."
We came back to the Commissioner's house, had our food there and started our
return journey to Uravakonda. The Commissioner wanted to give Me a gift. He said
that he would get four pairs of shorts and shirts stitched for Me. I firmly told
him that I would not accept even one. He did not want to force Me either. Then
his wife suggested that a gold collar pin would be an appropriate gift for Me.
In those days, it was a matter of prestige for children to wear a collar pin.
Immediately, he bought a gold collar pin and put it on the collar of My shirt. I
protested. Under any circumstances, I never accepted anything from others. But
Seshama Raju insisted that I accept the gift. He said that my refusal to accept
the gift would amount to showing disrespect to the Commissioner. So I obeyed
After returning from Hampi, I was going to school wearing the collar pin. The
pin dropped on the way and could not be traced. A major change took place in Me.
Worldly attachment left Me in the guise of a collar pin. I decided to embark on
My mission to alleviate the sufferings of My devotees. I threw away the books
and entered the garden of the Excise Commissioner Hanumantha Rao. He was an
ardent devotee. Seeing Me, he told his wife to prepare various delicacies. But I
did not touch any of those preparations. Seshama Raju came there and forced Me
to return home. I said I would not. Never before I had talked to him that way.
It was not My nature to talk back to elders. Hence, Seshama Raju was surprised.
"How could Sathya get such courage", he wondered. He could see brilliant
effulgence around My smiling face. Immediately, he wanted to send a telegram to
Puttaparthi. In those days, it would take a minimum of one week for a telegram
to reach Puttaparthi from Uravakonda. Hence, he sent a school boy with a message
that the parents of this body Easwaramma and Pedda Venkama Raju should go to
Uravakonda at once. When they arrived, Seshama Raju brought them to Me.
Easwaramma pleaded with Me, with tears in her eyes, "Sathya, come, let us go
back to Your brother's house." But, I did not agree. "If you want Me to come, I
will go with you to Puttaparthi. I will go of My own accord and make the
In those days, I used to lead the school prayer at the loving insistence of the
headmaster. He would say, "Raju, you may be young, but your prayer melts our
hearts." The day after I left the school, another boy, who used to sit close to
Me in the class, was asked to lead the prayer. When he went on the dais, he
broke down in tears remembering Me. All the students and teachers were in tears,
and the prayer meeting was cancelled. They wanted to accompany Me to
Puttaparthi. But how was it possible to accommodate so many of them in this
village? Then I told Kameswar Rao to somehow convince the boys not to follow Me.
In the classroom, three of us used to share a desk ? Myself in the middle,
flanked by Ramesh and Suresh on either side. They were not too well in their
studies. Whenever teachers asked them questions, they would give the answers
prompted by Me. It was the time of our E.S.L.C. public exams. Our register
numbers were such that we had to sit separately, quite at a distance from each
other. It was not possible for them to copy. They were much worried. I infused
courage in them saying, "You don't need to write anything. You just attend the
examination and feign to write the examination. I will take care of the rest".
The duration of the examination was two hours. I completed My answer paper in
just 10 minutes. I took some more papers from the invigilator and wrote the
answers in Ramesh's handwriting. After completing it, I took another set of
papers and wrote the answers in Suresh's handwriting. I also wrote their names
on the answer sheets.
When the final bell rang, all the students got up, and I silently placed all the
three papers on the table of the examiner. Nobody raised any objection. The
results were announced on the following day and only we three got first class.
The teachers were surprised as to how Ramesh and Suresh also got first class.
There was no scope for any doubt. They could not have copied from Me, since we
were seated far from each other. Their answer sheets were in their own
handwriting. The local people were overjoyed. They carried us on their
shoulders, and took us in a grand procession. Those two boys had such intimate
relationship with Me. When I left Uravakonda, Ramesh and Suresh could not bear
the separation from Me. Ramesh, utterly dejected, fell into a well and died. The
second boy went on repeating "Raju, Raju, Raju ..."and ultimately turned mad. He
was taken to various mental hospitals, but there was no improvement. Finally his
parents came to Me and prayed, "Raju, he will be cured of his madness if he sees
You at least once. Please come and see him." I went to the mental hospital to
see him. He was continuously repeating "Raju, Raju Raju. Seeing Me, he shed
tears, fell at My feet and breathed His last. They had surrendered themselves to
Me. They prayed that they should never be separated from Me.
When I came to Puttaparthi, Karanarn
Subbamma gave one acre of land near Sathyabhama temple where a small house was
built. There I used to live. The same Ramesh and Suresh were born again as two
puppies, and came to Me. The sister of Mysore Maharaja named them Jack and Jill.
They were always with Me.
One day the Maharani of Mysore came to have My Darshan. She was a great devotee
and a highly orthodox woman. She would perform Puja with flowers everyday. She
would personally pluck the flowers after sanctifying the plants by sprinkling
water and milk. As there were no proper roads to Puttaparthi, she alighted from
the car at Karnatakanagepalli and walked the rest of the distance to Old Mandir.
There used to be a small shed where the Pedda Venkama Raju Kalyana Mandapam
stands now. The Maharani decided to rest for the night in the Mandir. The driver
had his dinner an' was returning to Karnatakanagepalli where the car was parked.
I told Jack to accompany the driver and show him the way. Jack walked in the
front and the driver followed. Jack slept under the car. Next morning, the
driver started the car not knowing that Jack was sleeping under it. The wheel of
the car ran over the back of Jack and its backbone broke. Jack dragged itself
across the river, wailing all the while. A washerman named Subbanna used to take
care of the Old Mandir day and night. He was very loyal and considered Swami as
his very life. He came running to Me and said, "Swami, Jack might have met with
an accident. It is coming wailing in pain. I came out at once. Jack came close
to Me, wailing loudly, fell at My feet and breathed its last. It was buried
behind the Old Mandir and a Brindavanarn was erected. As per My instructions, it
was built by the side, not at the centre. I told there should be a place for
another Samadhi. As Jack had passed away, Jill stopped eating food and died
after a few days. It was also buried by the side of Jack's Samadhi. In this
manner, Ramesh and Suresh did penance to be with Me. Even after their death,
they took birth as dogs to be with Me.
First the collar pin was lost; then I stopped going to school and parents
arrived and brought Me here. Owing to all these changes, I left Uravakonda.
After I came here, many people from Bangalore and Mysore started visiting this
place in their cars. Maharani of Mysore, coffee planter Sakamma, Desaraj Arasu,
the maternal uncle of Mysore Maharaja were among those who used to come here.
One day they prayed, "it is difficult for us to come here often. Hence, please
come and settle in Mysore. We shall build a big mansion for You." I told, "I
don't want palatial buildings. I want to be here." That night, mother Easwaramma
came to Me with tears in her eyes and said, "Swami, people want to take You here
and there for their selfish purposes. If you leave
Puttaparthi, I will give up My life.
Please promise me that You will remain in
Puttaparthi for ever." I gave her My word that I would never leave
Puttaparthi. It is for this reason that
I have constructed many buildings in the Ashram for the comfort and convenience
When I made it clear that I would not leave
Puttaparthi, Sakamma and the maternal uncle of Mysore Maharaja decided to
build a Mandir, a little away from the village. They acquired ten acres of land
here and started the construction work. An ardent devotee by name Vittal Rao
volunteered to oversee the construction work. He was a forest officer during the
British regime. He is the father of Jayamma (Prof. Jayalakshmi Gopinath) who
spoke earlier. He supervised the construction work. R.N. Rao from Madras,
Neeladri Rao, the son?in?law of Pitapuram Maharaja, the son?in?law of Baroda
Maharaja, all of them took active interest in the construction work. As all of
them joined hands, the Mandir was constructed in a very short period. As it was
wartime, it was very difficult to procure iron for the construction work. They
overcame all such hurdles with sincerity and devotion. They prayed that I should
not go there till the construction was over, lest I may be put to inconvenience.
Such was their love for Me.
I always fulfill My promise made to the devotees. Whatever I do is for the
happiness of the devotees. I don't need anything for Myself. I don't have any
They worked day and night, made payments to the labourers, and saw to it that
the construction was completed successfully. Jayamma was very young at that
time. Every Sunday Vittal Rao used to come here in his car to pay wages to
labourers. Jayamma would insist that she be allowed to accompany him. Vittal Rao
was very fond of his daughter. He used to get food prepared in Bangalore itself
and bring his daughter along with him. She has been serving Swami for the last
60 years. She came to Me when this body was 17 years old. Now this body is
approaching its 77th Birthday She would visit Prasanthi Nilayam very frequently
and would learn Swami's Bhajans and sing His glory. In this manner, she
developed sacred feelings and intense devotion for Swami. One should have Prapti
(deservedness) to experience divine proximity. One cannot get it for the mere
asking. It cannot be denied either. One gets it out of the merits accrued over
past lives. Their family has been the recipient of bounteous grace. I was moved
by her repeated reference to Venkamma Garu (Swami's elder sister) in her speech.
Venkamma Garu used to cook food for Swami. Jayamma used to be with her always to
learn cooking. They had such intimate friendship. Later Parvatamma Garu
(Venkamma Garu's younger sister) also came here. They used to bring food for
Swami by turn, one in the morning and the other in the evening. They were
concerned that it was not safe to allow others to prepare food for Swami. They
extracted a promise from Me that I would eat the food prepared by them only.
They served Me till their very last breath. They were in Manipal Hospital,
Bangalore, at the time of their passing away.
Venkamma was taken from here to Bangalore in an unconscious state. She had never
opened her eyes. I went to her and called, 'Venkamma'. She instantly opened her
eyes and saw Swami. She offered her Namaskar to Me by taking My hands close to
her eyes. She shed tears and left her mortal coil.
The same happened in the case of Parvatamma also. She was also unconscious when
she was taken to Bangalore. I went to her and called out her name. She
immediately opened her eyes, shed tears and breathed her last. So long as they
were alive, they served Swami by bringing food everyday, morning and evening.
Such intimate relationship with the Lord is the result of merits of past lives.
It cannot be acquired by human effort. They never cared for their ill-health and
continued to serve Swami with love. Their lives were sanctified.
Even to this day, food is received from their houses. Seshama Raju's son lives
here. Easwaramma's son Janakiramaiah (younger brother of Swami's physical body)
also stays here. You all know him. His wife prepares and brings food for Me,
likewise Parvatamma's daughter also brings food for Me. In this manner, they are
serving Swami everyday. I don't take food at night. Every morning, they bring
food for Me. Such is the intimate relationship that Swami has with this family.
Some incarnations were due to the prayers of their parents; but, in Swami's
case, it is different. I decided that, so and so should be the father and so and
so should be the mother. This body has not taken birth in the ordinary mortal
Though Karnam Subbamma was not physically related to this body, emotionally, she
was closely attached to Swami. She used to think of Swami day in and day out.
She requested Me to stay in ?her house. She was prepared to vacate the house for
My sake. Many relatives argued with her, "Being a Brahmin, how are you allowing
a Kshatriya to stay in your house?" She said, "I don't go to anybody's house.
None of you need come to my house. It is enough if I have Swami with me." Such
was her devotion and determination. She had only one desire. She prayed, "I
should see your beautiful form when I leave my body." I said I would certainly
fulfill her desire.
Once I went to Madras acceding to a devotee's prayer. Subbamma was in
Bukkapatnam at that time. She was staying with her mother. By the time I
returned from Madras, Subbamma had breathed her last. When I came here, people
came running to Me and said, "Swami, Your Subbamma passed away last night."
Immediately, I turned the car and went to Bukkapatnam straightaway. Her body was
kept in the verandah, covered with a cloth. The entire household was
grief?stricken. Once Swami makes a promise, He will certainly fulfill it under
any circumstances. I removed the cloth covering the body. As she had passed away
the previous night, ants were crawling all over her body. I called out,
"Subbamma". She opened her eyes. This news spread like wildfire within no time.
The people of Bukkapatnam started crowding the place telling each other that
Subbamma was brought back to life. Subbamma's mother was hundred years old at
that time. I told her to bring a glass of water with a Tulasi leaf soaked in it.
I put Tulasi leaf in Subbamma's mouth and made her drink some water. I said,
"Subbamma, I have kept up My promise. Now, you may close your eyes peacefully."
She said, ?Swami, what more do I need? I am leaving blissfully." Shedding tears
of joy, she held My hands and breathed her last. This is how I keep up My
promise under any. circumstances. In this manner, I never go back on My promise.
Words are inadequate to describe Subbamma's service. During the Krishna Avatar,
mother Yashoda could love and serve Krishna more than mother Devaki.
In those days, Easwaramma and Subbamma used to converse with each other through
the window in the wall separating their houses. They could not visit each
other's house because their husbands were not on talking terms. But Easwaramma
had a cordial relationship with Subbamma.
The parents of this body were chosen by Me. Pedda Venkama Raju used to help the
devotees visiting Swami. He used to run to Bukkapatnam even for a coconut or
provisions required by the devotees. One day, he came to the Mandir and
expressed his desire to talk to Me. I had already called a group for an
interview. I took him inside. He said, "Swami, I should not leave behind any
debt. I had a small shop. I might have forgotten to return a paisa or two to
someone. Hence, I request you to distribute food to the poor on the 12th day
after my demise." He took out some money and placed it in My hands, saying, "it
is my hard earned money. You may use it for feeding the poor. He also mentioned
that he had kept a few bags of rice and jaggery required for that purpose. After
this, he went home, slept and died peacefully.
Easwaramma also had such a sacred end. She used to follow Me wherever I went.
She came to Brindavan to attend the Summer Course. She felt very happy seeing so
many students. She even served water to them during their lunch. She used to say
"It is because of Swami that we are able to witness such a grand event." One day
breakfast was served to the students as usual. Easwaramma too had her breakfast.
Venkamma, who used to look after her needs, was by her side at that time.
Easwaramma was pounding betel nut in a mortar. I could hear the sound from
upstairs. All of a sudden, she cried out, "Swami, Swami, Swami." I said, "I am
coming, I am coming." I came down immediately and she breathed her last. She had
absolutely no suffering at all, not even a mild headache. Their lives were
sanctified as they were selected by Swami.
Ramesh and Suresh considered Swami as their very life breath. Though they were
very young, they had intense love for Swami. Knowing that I did not have money
with Me, Ramesh got two pairs of dresses stitched for Me and kept them in My
desk with a note, "If you do not accept them, I will give up my life! I refused
them saying, "Our friendship and love should not be built on the basis of giving
and taking. Ours is heart to heart relationship with pure love. We should share
only love. There should be no material transaction". Right from then till this
day, I never accepted anything from others. I always conduct Myself in
accordance with the principle of Help ever, Hurt never. This has been My motto.
I never harmed anyone. I derive great joy in helping others. That is why I tell
the devotees to always pray, Loka Samasthah Sukhino Bhavantu (May all the people
of the world be happy!) All should be happy, healthy and blissful. With such
sacred motive, I have been spreading the message of love to the entire world. My
students are My biggest property The students of the Primary School, Higher
Secondary School and the Institute are always with Me. They do not leave Swami
and Swami cannot be without them. My life is for the sake of humanity at large.
The happiness of people is the happiness of Swami. I have no interest in
celebrating My Birthdays. But the devotees would not leave Me. They want to have
different celebrations, but I do not want any. I consider your birthday as My
Birthday. The day you are happy is truly My Birthday. Though bodies are
different, you should not give room for any differences. All are one, be alike
to everyone. The relationship that Swami has with the devotees is not of a
worldly nature. It is relationship based on Divine love.
Bhagawan concluded His Discourse with the Bhajan, "Prema Mudita Manase Kaho ...
Offering on the Anniversary of
event in Baba’s life - 20th October every year is celebrated as the
Avatar Declaration Day. It is on this historically significant day