Leela-75
Dont you have faith on my Udi
by Anil Sahebrao Shelke
June 4, 2007 is a date that will be etched in my memory for ever. It was a
Monday; between 10 am to 10.30 am I took my son’s admission in school for Std. 5
and headed for Pune. After completing all my tasks, I headed for Pune station
with the intent of taking the 4.30 pm PMT bus to Rajgurnagar, where I was
residing. At exactly 4.30 pm the bus as scheduled started for Rajgurnagar.
Since, I had completed all the assigned tasks in Pune, I was absolutely relaxed.
Our bus had crossed Wakdewadi and was speedily moving ahead. The bus was not
crowded…
After we crossed Wakdewadi, I started sweating and my mouth went dry. I started
looking for water and since I was regular commuter in the bus, I saw a few
friends, one of them came and offered me water. I took 1-2 gulps of water and
returned his bottle. As the bus started
moving ahead my health started worsening. My stomach started bloating. I
anxiously started looking for when the bus is reaching Rajgurunagar. By this
time my stomach had fully bloated, so I took of my pants buckle and was holding
it with my hands. After all the passenger had alighted with great difficulty I
got down. I took a rickshaw and showed him the direction with my finger. Since,
the rickshaw driver was known to me, he knew where I stayed, so he took me
there. Somehow I got off the rickshaw and made it to my door…
The moment I reached my door, my neighbour, Shri Jamdade’ son, came with my keys
and opened the lock. After I entered my house I thought that maybe my stomach
has bloated because of flatulence (gas), so I went to the toilet. In spite of
it, my condition was progressively deteriorating, I couldn’t stand properly, nor
was I able to articulate. I dialed Shri Jamdade’s phone number, but couldn’t
utter a single word; hence, placed the phone on the receiver and returned to the
hall, where I fainted…
When I regained my consciousness I found myself admitted in Chinchwad’s Nirmaya
Hospital’s ICU. I underwent dialysis eight times. Both my kidney’s has dried up
literally completely. Doctors had tried different line of treatment, yet there
was not much difference in them. So the doctor’s pronounced that I will have to
undergo dialysis every Tuesday and Saturday for the rest of my life. The
relative of a patient in the neighbouring bed suggested that instead of
allopathy I should try ayurveda…
I was discharged on June 18, 2007. Since my condition was delicate doctors
counseled that I should not go back to my residence, but remain in Pune. So my
relatives decided to take me to my in-laws place at Hadapsar. In the meanwhile I
became fully aware of my condition I beseeched Sai Baba, ‘Don’t make me so
handicapped. It is better if I don’t live….
On July 18, Sai Baba’s palanquin was to leave Pune. On one hand I was praying to
Sai Baba that I didn’t want to lead such a handicapped life and on the other
hand I was witnessing the procession of Sai Baba’s palanquin. I reminisced how I
had participated in the pilgrimage accompanied with the palanquin which
traversed from Kasba Peth, Phadke Haudh, Pune and Shirdi for a decade...
I spoke to Baba and said, “Even though this year you are not taking me in along
with your palanquin procession, make me well, so that in the next year’s
palanquin procession I can run like a horse in front of your chariot! I will
present you a silver horse.” This way I was trying to console myself. The
relative, with whom I was returning home, left me to purchase some Ayurvedic
medicine. I was doing Namasmarna in my heart….
When I was in the hospital many Sai devotees visited me and offered me udi,
prasad and tirth. It was a Saturday night, I was sleepless, but after some time
I fell asleep. ‘Don’t you have faith on my udi ?”… This query fell on my ears. I
woke up in confusion. We were sleeping in the hall; I woke up my wife and asked
her what time was it? She said that it was 3 am. Listening to our conversation,
people around us, woke up and narrated to them what had transpired. Then again
all of us went to sleep. I started hearing the Aarti as it takes place at Shirdi.
When I looked at the clock it was 5.15 am in the morning. Where I was residing,
there was a small Sai Baba’s temple, so I thought of going to the balcony and
listening to the Aarti from there. I tried getting up, but could not. Because of
the effort I was making to get up, the people around me woke up. I told them
that Baba’s Aarti had started; I asked them to give me something to sit on in
the balcony, so that I could listen to Baba’s Aarti. But my family did not
understand what I was saying. They supported me and took me to the balcony, the
moment the balcony’s door was opened the Aarti stopped, so they took me back to
my bed ….
After 2-3 hours of this experience I started urinating; because of ill health I
had not urinated for a fortnight. Sunday and Monday passed. Then as per doctor’s
instruction on Tuesday the dialysis started at 8 am. Generally a dialysis takes
four hours, but within three hours. I passed approximately one litre urine. The
technician present there enquired about my health and I told her that I was
urinating for two days, she informed the concerned doctor about my condition...
The first sample of my blood was showing 6.1 unit of the accumulated
chemical.But when they noticed a change in my health condition, they tested my
blood again and noticed that now the chemical was only 1 unit, seeing this they
were amazed too…
I came home and rested for 2-3 days and I started feeling very happy. Sai Baba’s
palanquin was to be taken out in procession in 14-15 days. I had decided to walk
and participate in the procession. My family and friends were counseling that
due to health reasons I should not walk upto Shirdi this year. But I did not
budge, and along with my wife and a Sai devotee friend we started on our
pilgrimage, and with Baba’s Grace we not only walked to Shirdi, but returned
home safely. And till date I have not experienced any discomfort. This is all
Baba’s udi’s miracle….