Tuesday, 30 August 2016

A Real Saint

The sadhu visited one village after another to propagate satsang. They cared not whether it was day or night. Wherever they went, they collected flour and cooked their meals from whatever they managed to get.
Once the sadhus had halted at a village called Sankarda. Every morning, they would go round the village to beg foodstuff (bhiksha). Yogiji Maharaj, accompanied by the blind sadhu Bhagwatswarupdasji, would also go around to beg food. Holding one of his hands, he led Bhagwatswarupdasji along the road. A bag hung from Yogij Maharaj's other shoulder. When anybody offered flour, grain, etc., he would open his bag. As he walked, he kept searching the road so that no stone or thorn or pit could get in the way of Bhagwatswarupdasji. After the morning round was over, he cooked whatever alms they had received. He first devoutly offered the food to the Lord. Then, after serving everybody else, he would finally sit down to have his meal.
Karsansang Bapu of Adval often saw Yogiji Maharaj leading the blind and aged sadhu Bhagwatswarupdasji while going round for alms. One day, he saw the barefooted Yogiji Maharaj begging for alms in the scorching heat of summer. He felt pity for him. "Yogiji Maharaj", he asked, "why don't you take a younger sadhu with you? How difficult it must be with such an aged sadhu to go about asking for bhiksha!" Yogiji Maharaj, smiling, replied quietly, "Bapu, it is my good fortune to have such an aged sadhu with me. I am extremely fortunate to learn from a revered old sadhu! While moving about with him I get the benefit of his vast knowledge, experience and wisdom. I also get the benefit of serving the mandir by bringing in bhiksha." Karsansang Bapu could not but admire the good sense and kindliness of Yogiji Maharaj. He bowed to him silently as a token of respect.

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