A READING from: "In The Company of The Holy Mother"
(available at all Vedanta Centres)
One day at the 'Udbodhan' Mother had just left her seat after finishing her worship, when a devotee came to see her with some flowers. At the sight of this unfamiliar person, Mother wrapped herself fully with a piece of cloth like a bashful newly married bride and sat on her bedstead with her feet hanging down.
The devotee offered the flowers at her feet, saluted her, and then settled down to a long process of ceremonial gesticulation and control of breath. All members of the house were variously engaged, so that nobody was near at hand. And Mother perspired all over, sitting helplessly in that way.
Noticing the devotee worshipping Mother, and considering this like any other daily affair, Golap-Ma also had passed by to attand to some other duty. But when returning that way after a long while, she saw the man in the very same posture, and understood the whole affair. She dragged him up, holding him by the hand and crying in her naturally loud voice, "Is this an image of wood that you should infuse consciousness into it with all your gesticulations and breath-controlling? Don't you have any sense that Mother is perspiring and feeling discomfortable?"
Once a devotee struck Mother's big toe with his head when prostrating himself before her. Feeling hurt, Mother cried, "Uh!" And the others standing by asked him, "What do you mean by this?" The devotee explained, "Striking my head on Mother's foot, I leave a pain behind. Mother will remember me as long as the pain lasts." Mother related the last two incidents to us quite a number of times with evident mirth.
(to be continued....)