There was a small temple of Srinath in the town of Govardhana, some centuries ago. A poor Brahmin of that place had an only son, a little boy of six, who was always exulting in the stories and legends of Krishna and who delighted only in listening to the leelas of the Lord.
One day, he went out into the meadows of the Lord and when he saw the temple and the image of Krishna inside the shrine, he took it to be the Lord Himself. He called out very piteously asking Krishna to come out and play with him in the moonlight. Though the doors were locked by the priest as he went out at noon, the Lord came and hand in hand the two walked along the fields in the cool silver night. Krishna had the flute and he sat on a boulder and played on it to the extreme delight of the Brahmin lad. After a few hours, he returned with the friend, whom he called "brother" and, quite unnoticed, He disappeared into the temple shrine, where the idol could be seen through a slit in the door.
The boy could not bear the pangs of separation form his Divine playmate; he spent the night and the morning crying outside the door and he was discovered there by his parents and the priest. The parents beat the boy for giving them so much trouble but the priest found the idol bleeding, as a result of the blow.
If you call on Him as a little brother, He responds and becomes a rollicking playmate for you. Call on Him as a Guru, He will instruct and inspire. He never fails those who call on Him sincerely and in faith.
(Quoted from the Divine Discourses of Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba)
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