The young adults showed up at our door every evening and took the three of us to the neiboring houses -where ever there was a bhajan. On the following Thursday, no one showed up. I felt bad, not being able to have a bhajan especially on a Thursday. To my surprise, my mother said "you three can sing bhajans. But, I don't have your Baba's photo in my pooja room. Can you put any other picture?". I was so glad that my mother did not mind a bhajan session in their house. I had a wallet size photo of Swami and I set up an Altar on the living room chair. The tenant from upstairs joined us. I saw mother sitting at the far end, clapping her hands. We had wonderful time.
[My mother made a comment about the Sai devoties. These were her exact words, but were in Telugu.
" One good thing about these Sai Bhakta's is, they walk on my street singing devotional songs early in the morning (must be Nagara Sankeertan) and I don't have to step out of my house. They gave me two boxes and asked me to put a fistful of rice in one and a minimum of 10 paise coin in the other everyday. They come and collect nd use them to feed the poor".] Thanks Swami for making her participate in your play.
Anyway, the next time the girls came, they informed me about a Medical camp in a neighboring village. I was tempted to go. They told me that some volunteers were going in a Jeep and they would be more than happy to include me. Early next morning, I got ready and the Jeep was there as promised. To my surprise, I saw a Science teacher from my High school, Manjula sitting in the front seat. She taught my younger sister. We both recognised each other after almost 30 years.
Now about the camp: This was the one and only Medical camp I ever attended. One family, a rich and powerful one of the village sponsored the food for all. It was a nine course meal. The doctors, nurses and the Chief medical officer were all there. Typical to the local arrangements, people did not follow rules, influential people were taken first, Muslim women had their own rules and so on. I was the only unpopular one tying to follow and implement rules. Overall, it was a good experience and I had a good time.
[My mother made a comment about the Sai devoties. These were her exact words, but were in Telugu.
" One good thing about these Sai Bhakta's is, they walk on my street singing devotional songs early in the morning (must be Nagara Sankeertan) and I don't have to step out of my house. They gave me two boxes and asked me to put a fistful of rice in one and a minimum of 10 paise coin in the other everyday. They come and collect nd use them to feed the poor".] Thanks Swami for making her participate in your play.
Anyway, the next time the girls came, they informed me about a Medical camp in a neighboring village. I was tempted to go. They told me that some volunteers were going in a Jeep and they would be more than happy to include me. Early next morning, I got ready and the Jeep was there as promised. To my surprise, I saw a Science teacher from my High school, Manjula sitting in the front seat. She taught my younger sister. We both recognised each other after almost 30 years.
Now about the camp: This was the one and only Medical camp I ever attended. One family, a rich and powerful one of the village sponsored the food for all. It was a nine course meal. The doctors, nurses and the Chief medical officer were all there. Typical to the local arrangements, people did not follow rules, influential people were taken first, Muslim women had their own rules and so on. I was the only unpopular one tying to follow and implement rules. Overall, it was a good experience and I had a good time.
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