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Thursday, 13 June 2013
The devotional way
A betel shop owner settled in front of a intersection,
feared his eviction. He thought about his family and self interest.
Entire night he could not sleep while for whom he had been thinking,
slept peacefully inside the house. He thought and thought. Looking
upward, he requisitioned the presence of the Lord.
Presto came the reply as Sai baba seemed to blessed him from inside the gibbous moon.
The next day, he closed the shop and harried around the town gathering
requisite paraphernalia and man power. At night, when only celestial
bodies were awake, some people came holding pick-axe, spade and other
Lo, a temple came up as people began to curtsy
while crossing the road intersection. Soon, every Thursday, devotional
songs echoed around and prasad were distributed. People were happy
sporting a tilak of divine ashes.
And when the authority came
calling on him..it was deep devotion they met. Still they wanted to run a
bulldozer on the raise structure. But some were smart enough to knock
the door of a court, that issued a Stay order out of blue.
that was a blow as the structure is still there though it congests the
road and block traffic. The shop is still there as he grins seeing extra
income in the form of offerings from the devotees.