It was the summer of 1978. My mother was hospitalized for the treatment of swollen thyroid glands which were causing severe pain. An operation was advised by the doctors. But she did not want to undergo the operation. She wanted me to approach Bhagavan and pray for her cure without undergoing surgery. "If He wills, nothing is impossible", she said. Her faith in Baba had been built up over a period of nearly ten years and so had mine. But I had never put forth before Baba any of my requests regarding mundane problems.
Whenever Baba talked to me, the conversation centered around spiritual topics. So I was reluctant to go to Baba with this request. But my mother persisted. I was in a dilemma. Very reluctantly, I went to Brindavan - Baba's ashram near Bangalore - to pray for my mother's health.
Baba came to me and asked, "What is the matter?" I knelt with folded hands, saying "Swami, my mother is in the hospital." "Which mother?", He asked! I was perplexed, but answered, "My mother, Swami." He repeated the question like a good teacher and I repeated the same answer like a dull student. There was a mischievous smile on His face, which He tried to conceal and asked, "This mother or that mother?"
I was confused, perplexed and could not follow the hint given by the great Teacher. I displayed my ignorance again by repeating, "My mother, Swami." He found me to be a very dull student, incapable of gazing into the depths of the Master's mind. With a wave of His hand, He created vibhuti and poured it into my outstretched palms saying, "Let her undergo the operation. She will be all right."
Then came the revelation from the compassionate Divine Master. He bent down as I was kneeling, and whispered in His sweet voice, "Your Mother is Sai mAtA." Six years after that momentous revelation, on one of those beautiful mornings of late summer, I was sitting at the feet of my mother - Sai mAtA. She was explaining to me the inner meaning of a few of the beautiful works of sculpture in Her abode - Prashanthi Mandir.
I was exhilarated by one of Her lucid and thrilling explanations and pleaded, "Swami, these things must be published so that all can enjoy this feast for the soul." "Things without much value need advertisement. I and my works do not need it," She said and dilated on it further, "Suppose a mother gives food or clothes or other gifts to her children, does she publicize it in the newspapers? WHATEVER I GIVE TO THE WORLD, I GIVE LIKE A MOTHER." Another profound revelation!
(From: "Experiences by Devotees of Sri Sathya Sai Baba")
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