A READING from: "In The Company of The Holy Mother"
(available at all Vedanta Centres)
1 August, 1918:
Mother: "I remember how Naren brought me to the Math in order to celebrate the first DurgA pujA; he put twenty-five rupees in my hand to give to the priest. On that occasion he spent fourteen hundred rupees. On the day of the pujA, an enormous crowd gathered, the boys were hard at work. Naren came to me and said, 'Mother, make me have fever.' Strange to say, hardly had the words left his lips when he was shivering with fever.
"I cried, 'Alas, what is this? What will happen now?' Naren replied, 'Don't worry, Mother. I purposely contrived this fever because the boys are doing their utmost; but something is bound to go wrong all the same, and I shall lose my temper and scold them or even go so far as to give a slap or two! They will feel hurt and I will feel sorry too. So I thought I would much rather lie down with a fever!'
"At last when everything was over I said to him, 'Naren, you may get up now.' Naren said, 'Yes, Mother I shall be up just now!' and he immediately sat up quite well again."
(to be continued....)