Sab Ek, All One

NeebKaroriBabaMaharajjiMany times we'd be sitting with Maharajji, and he'd look at us and hold up one finger, as if he were calling us out on something. We knew that he new everything - past, present, and future - so we couldn't imagine what we were getting busted for. Was it something we did, were doing , or were going to do ? So one day someone just up and asked, "Maharajji, what does it mean when you do that ?"

By way of explanation, he looked at us intensely and held up his 'pointer' finger in front of us. Then he held up all five fingers, one by one, shook them around and held up that one finger again. He said,"Many names, many forms...sab Ek, All One."

He Came Back To Me

Neeb Karori babaSiddhi Maa had been sitting in Maharajji's room. When she saw me through the window, She sent somebody to get me. I thought, "Oh, why don't they just leave me and let me die ? I can't stand anymore." But I couldn't say no. "Yeah okay, coming."

I got up and walked through the back door, across the courtyard, and into Maharajji's room. As I came to the door, I saw Maa sitting on the floor at the foot of his bed. Nobody else was in the room. As I crossed the threshold, I was struck by a thunderbolt right in the center of my chest. I fell to the ground like a tree that had been hit by lightning. My heart cracked open, and I felt the incredible sweetness of Maharajji's presence. I was crying uncontrollably and couldn't stop. he had come back to me."

KD and the Fire in Baba’s Eyes

NeebkaroribabaOnce when we were in Allahabad at Dada's house, I was sitting with the other devotees, waiting for Maharajji. Thinking that he was in his room, I went out to wait on the porch. It was night, and as my eyes grew accustomed to the dim light, I saw that Maharajji was all alone, sitting in a chair and looking out into the night. I walked up to him but he didn't look at me, so I sat down in front of him. I took his leg to massage it and, surprised, his head whipped around to see who was there. His eyes were wide open and lit with the fire of the state he'd been before I interrupted him. There was no covering over them - nothing but pure, raw God - and for one second, his eyes burned into mine. I began to explode, but he instantly softened himself. Smiling at me, he siad, "Tik. It's okay." Then he told me to go.

Baba Bumps His Head

NeebkaroribabaMaharajji stayed at Dada's house on Church lane during the winter months, his 'winter camp' as it was called. During this time, Maharajji was calling me 'Driver', and I carried the keys to the Volkswagon bus with me all the time. I secretly hoped that one day I'd have the opportunity to drive Maharajji somewhere. Sure enough, as soon as I walked in Dada's door one afternoon, Maharajji asked me if I had the keys. When i told him I did, he said, "Let's go."

We walked out of the house and up to the VW bus. Dada was holding Maharajji's hand and opened the passenger door for him. The seat was high so he kind of threw himself onto it, and as he did, he bashed his head on the door frame really hard. I started freaking out, shouting, "Dada ! did you see that ?"

As he closed the door for Maharajji, Dada looked at me and simply said, "He did it on purpose. Now drive."

That's devotion! You see, in Dada's world, everything that happened was Maharajji's doing, and anything that Maharajji did, he did purposely. He accepted everything as Maharajji's prasad, His offering. If someone arrived, it was because Maharajji had called him. If someone left, it was because Maharajji sent him away.