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shaking. Then slowly it subsided. Guruji said: “Her son is here, you
are here, where can she go? She is here.”

‘‘No need to slap him’’

Guruji had come to my house for the evening and a lot of people had
come for the sangat. Col. Chowdhury was trying to get my attention.
We went to a room and he told me that he had told his teenaged son
Tiltu to come to my quarters and offer his pranam to the great saint.
Tiltu, however, had replied that his age was for listening to music;
going to saints was for his father. Col. Chowdhury could not control
his anger and had slapped him. He then asked me to pacify his son.
I told him that I would go in when the iron was cold. Both of us
came back to the drawing room and sat close to Guruji, as if nothing
had happened.

Guruji immediately looked at Col. Chowdhury and said: “The son
has grown up; what was the need to slap him?” At that very moment,
Tiltu entered the room and bowed to Guruji!

Mind-reading games

Earlier, Guruji used to give a glass of amrit to everybody. Only one
glass was authorized per person and I had had my quota. Once I
was sitting very close to Guruji and suddenly I thought: if Guruji
gives me another glass, I shall know for certain that he is reading
my mind. Guruji was giving the glass of amrit to someone else, but
he stopped and gave it to me. After about 15 minutes, I dismissed
it as a coincidence. If he now gives me the third glass, I shall be
sure he is reading my mind, I thought to myself. He stopped,
gestured towards me and gave me the amrit saying, “Have this amrit
yourself.”

Earlier no one could touch Guruji; hence the people used to
pranam to him from a distance. Once I sat near him and was
thinking that I was indeed lucky to have met him in my life, but I
would be very lucky if I was allowed to touch his feet. He glanced at
me for a second just then. The next afternoon he came to my house
and desired to rest on my bed. I was delighted and took him to my
bedroom. He then asked me if I had clarified butter (ghee) in my
house. I said yes and he told me to massage his feet with it. By then I

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