His wistful longing:

My Master told me to give bounteously to all that ask. No one asks with wisdom. My treasury is open. No one brings carts to take`away the real treasures. I say: dig and search, but no one wants to take any pains. Be the true sons of the Divine Mother and fully stock yourself. What is to become of us? This body will return to earth, and the air we breathe will melt into air. This opportunity will not return.

SAI BABA

the saint of shirdi

by Mani Sahukar

p. 51