When Bhagawan graciously agreed
to come to my humble abode, I remembered my elder brother, who had badly
fractured his thigh bone, six months previously. As ill-luck would have
it, the broken bones did not join properly and he had to spend his
life, mostly in bed. His movements were considerably restricted. So, he
was bundled up and brought to my house and put in a chair in the rear
hall. Seeing him in the chair, no one could say that he had a leg injury
and could not walk about with ease.
Bhagawan
arrived, showered Ananda on hundreds of people who had assembled in the
main hall and sat for some time receiving the adoration of devotees
during bhajan.
Then,
unobserved, He slipped off from the room, and none of us was conscious
of His absence. He went straight to the place where my brother was. I
did not have the opportunity or time to mention to Him about my brother
and his condition. But, Bhagawan knows.
He put a
straight question to Him, “What, your leg is not right yet?" and the
reply was, “No, Swami". He materialised the Divine Cure, the Vibhuti,
and put a dot on his forehead, and placed a little on his palm with
instructions to swallow. My sister brought in a glass of water for him.
All this happened within minutes, and Baba came back into the hall where
I had just discovered that He had gone into the inner apartments.
When I
approached Him, Baba gave me a pat on the back, saying in Tamil, “Un
brotherukku kaal sari panni vittain", meaning, "I have set right your
brother's leg!"
O,
Embodiment of Compassion! Karuna Murthi! I exclaimed; my throat choking
with joy, gratitude, and amazement.... Within three days, my brother
started moving about on his legs within the house; in a week, he
ventured out into the garden, without help; and, in a month, he resumed
his daily constitutional of two miles a day...
