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….