Originally posted by: Wisian
@Sai Baba: You have an interesting story there. I can believe that Baba does manifest himself like this from time to time...
I too got inspired to go to a Sai Baba temple in a similar way. I was in my first year, kinda unhappy with the pace of life - we had hardships at home, and I was emotionally distressed - when one afternoon, I was returning home in a DTC bus and was sitting on the long seat that they had at the back of the bus.
I should tell you two other things that are essential to fully appreciate this story:
1. I am almost never parted with my money. I spend it very judiciously...
2. I have the puritan attitude that Arya Samaj extols. So, I spent quite a lot of time time reading the puranic literature, and even though I stretched the limits of personal faith to include all the Hindu Gods, I never accepted Gods or entities that are not recognized in the scriptures. For instance, the scriptures make no mention of a Santoshi Maa. She is only the creation of the film industry, so even though I would recite Durga Saptashati sometimes, I'd scoff when the priest in the neighbourhood temple would do an arati of a filmy goddess. It was the same with Sai Baba - his pictures can be found all over Delhi; but I'd see them and sanctimoniously decide that that does not constitute pure hinduism.
So, this afternoon when I was sitting on the back seat of the bus, lost in thought... quite abruptly a sadhu leaped into the slowly moving bus, took sometime to adjust his footing, looked at me (as I was sitting on the seat nearest to the door), and said to me: "Sai baba ke mandir mein jaao, sab theek ho jaayega". I don't know what I was thinking, or what came over me at that time, I had a coin in my hand - and I gave it to him. That was his dakshina. He got off the bus almost immediately after that.
Some days later, a Sai Baba temple opened up in our neighbourhood. I went there with my mother. They were singing the arati in Marathi, and it sounded very beautiful. Whilst in the temple - as the priest waved the aarti-paatra before Baba, I became overcome with emotions (my eyes teared up, and my voice choked), and in that instant, I became devoted to Baba.
There is always a voice (distinct from you) that speaks to you - we can call it the conscience. I notice that when I visit this temple (every time I go back home), my conscience speaks in a different voice (and by that I don't mean the physical characteristics of the voice, I mean simply that the amount of compassion and kindness in the voice is w-a-y more than usual)...
From your story, it would mean that your wedding has Baba's blessings. That is so nice. 🤗 🤗