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♪ Sai Ram ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a way of salutation ♪

♪ Ever positive vibration ♪

♪ Invoking the blessings Of Sai Baba ♪

♪ Invoke the blessings of Sai Baba ♪

♪ Connect to the divinity Of Lord Rama ♪

♪ Glory to our Bhagwan Sai Baba, our guardian ♪

♪ Invoking Sai's blessing ♪

♪ Sai Ram is the greeting ♪

♪ Om! ♪

♪ Om... Salutations to Sai ♪

♪ We chant the sacred name Sai The Divine Lord none can defy ♪

♪ We meditate upon the Lord daily Embodiment of Truth is He ♪

♪ May that divine, all-pervading grace ♪

♪ Inspire minds and hearts In all ways. ♪

When God decided to set foot on earth,

He manifested in brilliance as Sathya Sai Baba.

Except those who believe in His glory truly,

others cannot perceive that light.

Once enlightened,

they will remain unshaken in their devotion.

♪ Anantha, Sai of love limitless ♪

♪ Supreme source Of mercy and bliss ♪

♪ Anantha spells contentment ♪

♪ Giver of eternal enchantment ♪

♪ Anantha ♪

♪ Anantha ♪

♪ The purest giver Serene and bright ♪

♪ He fills our souls With sacred light ♪

♪ Embodiment of truth and grace ♪

♪ Sathya Sai Baba, light the world ♪

♪ At my guru's feet I bow in peace From worldly bonds I find release ♪

♪ Truth and mercy hand in hand Sai, our Lord, help us to stand ♪

♪ Saviour of the cowherds Brave and kind ♪

♪ Krishna raised a hill To shield mankind ♪

♪ Seven year old Krishna Lifted Govardhan mountain ♪

♪ To shield the cowherds From Indra's rain ♪

♪ Om! ♪

♪ Om! ♪

♪ Om! ♪

-Sai Ram. -Praise be to Sai.

How are the devotees waiting near the hospital?

Well behaved. Not getting out of hand.

They are chanting Sai's name with full faith and devotion.

They are eagerly awaiting the return

of their saffron robed God in good health.

Don't allow them to crowd in one place.

Form a queue and send them.

Make sure they get essential things where senior citizens are seated.

-Sai Ram. -Okay?

Salutations to Sai, brother.

God's offering.

Can I send the devotees to the canopy for worship?

Let the offering of Light finish.

May God's name and chants always resound in Puttaparthi.

This is Swami's all-time wish.

♪ Seven year old Krishna Lifted Govardhan mountain ♪

♪ To shield the cowherds From Indra's rain ♪

Swami.

With every breath you exhale,

all beings in Puttaparthi

are sustained by Your life force.

Continue to breathe, Swami.

Every action of mankind is a drama.

You want to prove this.

Praise be to Sai Baba.

Sai Ram.

Swami wanted me to meet you.

-Eswaramma School student? -Yes, sir.

Did Swami tell you what I am supposed to do?

He said you know what has to be done.

Are you asking me to call these devotees, Swami?

Why are you testing me?

This is not a message.

It is for the betterment of society.

For the transformation of people's lives.

Swami, isn't this a chapter of your divine act?

Inviting these five people...

It reminds me of a deep calm before an upheaval of a storm, Swami.

I will do my duty.

The strides are changing.

You are asking us to learn walking the right way.

Isn't that true, Swami?

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

This is your Captain Subbu Shiva speaking.

We have on board tonight Mr. Vardhan Rao.

Recently honoured as The Indian Businessman Of The Year.

We welcome him and all our passengers

for this journey to Mumbai.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Congratulations, sir.

It's an honour to have you with us.

On behalf of the crew,

I extend a warm welcome to you.

Sir?

Vardhan sir?

I am RK, sir.

Businessman of the year!

Can your achievement be brushed off as normal, sir?

You truly deserve this award, sir.

You are great, sir.

-Really great, sir. -Thank you.

It's all God's Grace.

No, sir. I don't agree, sir.

You worked hard

and the credit belongs to God?

No, this is not right, sir.

What did God do, sir?

I'll ask you something. Please answer, sir.

Who started your business, sir?

I did.

-Who invested the money, sir? -I did.

Who is the chairman of your company now, sir?

I head my company.

If everything is your effort,

why are you giving credit to God, sir?

This isn't right, sir.

Sir, can I ask you another question?

Take this airplane as example.

Who invented it? The Wright Brothers.

Did God invent it?

We are flying in mid-air now.

35000 feet above sea level.

How are we moving?

Is God carrying us on His shoulder, sir?

No, the pilot is taking care of us.

He is taking us to Mumbai.

Let me ask you this, sir.

Suppose right now, this flight shakes left to right.

Right... lef--

Please... please stay calm.

We are experiencing a brief turbulence.

♪ Another birth ♪

♪ Another death ♪

♪ Just a fleeting pause in life's endless cause ♪

♪ Why cling to pride This useless gloss? ♪

Save me, God.

♪ Reciting Sai's name repeatedly ♪

♪ Surrendering to Sai Wholeheartedly ♪

♪ Whom can we go to If not our guide and Guru? ♪

Uncle... uncle.

We am really scared.

Uncle, the plane won't crash, will it?

Like us, our mom must be terrified too.

Both of us are petrified, uncle.

Don't be scared, children.

You will be fine.

You will join your mummy definitely.

Trust in God.

Baba, I know. You are everywhere.

In the blue skies outside,

inside every heart.

You can control the wind.

You can pacify the clouds.

You can set it right and get this plane into its route gently.

Like holding a new born baby close to Your chest.

I am not requesting this For my sake.

I am seeking Your protection for all the passengers here, Baba.

May people all over the world be blessed and happy.

♪ May Sai's safe arms always wrap around in warm embrace ♪

♪ Praise be to Sai Ram ♪

♪ Baba, Your grace shines bright ♪

♪ You turn our deepest darkness Into light ♪

♪ Embodiment of love Guiding us from above ♪

♪ Baba, you calm Every fear and storm ♪

♪ In Your presence Fickle hearts transform ♪

♪ Baba, your blessings gently flow ♪

♪ With Your glow Miracles begin to grow ♪

♪ Guarding our heart From near or far ♪

♪ Baba's grace is our guiding star ♪

What is your answer now, sir?

What is there to say, sir?

The pilot's skill and training saved us.

The pilot is the hero.

Sir, I’m restating what I had already mentioned earlier.

We should believe in the pilot.

Oh God! Save me.

God, save me. Keep me safe.

What?

I prayed to God.

-I asked God to save me. -What?

Why do you swing back and forth from atheist to theist like this?

Choose one side and stick to it.

You are correct, sir.

I am wrong.

I agree, sir.

Undying gratitude, Sai Baba.

Praise be to Sai, our Lord.

Salutations to Sai.

Hello? Mr. Vardhan?

Sai Ram. This is Vasu Dhevan from Puttaparthi.

Salutations to Sai.

Vardhan?

You will get a sacred audience with Swami.

You must come to Puttaparthi.

Swami has invited you here for a specific purpose.

Come here at the earliest.

I will get your room ready.

-Sai Ram. -May Sai be with you.

Hello, I'm Mahadevan speaking.

May Sai be with you. I'm Vasu Dhevan From Puttaparthi.

Yes, tell me.

I just received a letter from Prashanthi Nilayam.

You did?

Swami has invited you.

I am truly blessed.

I will definitely be there.

All right.

Salutations to Sai Baba.

♪ Sai Ram is a form of expression A chant of love and vibration ♪

♪ Sai Ram, expression of gratitude Comfort for pains long endured ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a mantra for healing A calming comforting feeling ♪

♪ Sai Ram, to say thank You always We bask forever in Your grace ♪

♪ Sai Ram, our devotion's invocation Bringing peace and elevation ♪

♪ Sai Ram, our hearts sing in praise Ever embraced by Your grace. ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a mantra of peace Sai Ram, a prayer to appease ♪

♪ Sai Ram, we bow to Your wisdom ♪

♪ Your foresight guiding us to freedom ♪

Hello? Sai Ram.

-Sai Ram -I'm Vasu Dhevan speaking.

Are you in your dance practice?

Yes, sir.

Swami has invited His favourite dancer.

He is the one directing every step of mine.

How can I dance in front of Him?

More than whole world appreciating

my performance with a resounding applause,

he give me the satisfaction with the blink of His eyes.

The thought of dancing in His presence.

My heart brims and overflows with joy, Vasu Dhevan sir.

All that He expects from us always

is our unconditional love.

I will see you here. Sai Ram.

Soulful gratitude to Sai.

Namaste.

-Greetings. -Good morning, ji.

Hey, Janu.

Is the aarati over? Has everyone arrived?

No, madam.

Flat bread, lentils

and curd rice.

Will this be enough for everyone?

-Just check. -Okay, madam.

We're feeding 500 devotees.

Will it be enough?

Or should we order some more?

Think about that too.

No one should leave with an empty stomach.

Keep that in mind.

Okay.

Greetings, priest.

Namashkar, Annapoorna ji.

The prayer went very well.

Good lord! How many people do we have to distribute food?

500.

I think there will be more than 500 devotees.

You distribute free food every month.

What is your wish when you do so?

I don't wish anything.

I just wish to distribute food daily.

This is my vow to Lord Shiva.

My Swami has said,

Serve humanity, honour divinity.

May His blessings be with you always.

Praise be to Lord Shiva.

Where is your husband, Mr. Malhotra?

He has gone to Kailash.

Kailash?

Lord Shiva is here too.

So also over there.

-Hail Lord Shiva. -Praise be to Lord Shiva.

Here's God's offerings.

Glory to Lord Shiva.

Open it.

Lift up that lid too.

What is the special occasion today?

Is it your son's birthday?

His birthday was in April.

Today is also his birthday!

Am I right?

How do you know--

There's

a saffron orange Holy light

in South India

waiting for you.

Haven't you gone there?

Swami?

Who are you?

Who are you, Swami?

What are you asking?

I don't understand.

-Hail Lord Shiva. -Swa--

Praise be to Lord Shiva.

Sai Ram.

I am Vasu dhevan from Puttaparthi.

Salutations to Bhagwan.

I just stepped out of the temple after distributing food.

I met an elderly seer.

As soon as he saw me

he told me a saffron light is waiting for me in South India.

He asked me to leave immediately.

That's so true.

As soon as Swami decides

He will convey the news through someone of His choice.

Your name is also in the list Swami has given me.

My name?

Am I such a blessed soul?

Definitely.

Come soon.

All right, I'll be there.

In grateful devotion to Sai.

♪ Son of Nanda Butter-thief Krishna ♪

♪ Krishna steals butter with glee He spreads joy endlessly ♪

♪ Heart-stealer, little sprite Full of mischief, pure delight ♪

♪ Mischief-maker, little one Stealing hearts, spreading fun ♪

♪ Residing in the hearts Of every devotee ♪

♪ You captivate Our hearts soulfully ♪

♪ In every devotee's Heart you stay ♪

♪ Stealing our hearts In a divine way ♪

♪ Baba, our Bhagwan ♪

♪ Baba, our Bhagwan Sai our true guardian ♪

♪ Baba, our philosopher and guide ♪

♪ Baba, our philosopher and guide You are always by our side ♪

♪ Baba, who wipes our fear Forever with us, always near ♪

♪ Baba, by our side in our journey You are our God, our destiny ♪

Sai Ram. John here.

Sai Ram. Sai Ram.

Vasu Dhevan from Puttaparthi.

-Sai Ram, Vasu Dhevan sir. -Yes, John.

Sir, I was having a bhajan session

in my Kolkata house with all my Sai devotee friends.

And I saw a sign from Swami.

Swami's picture was full with vibudhi.

And its fragrance was all around the place.

Swami is calling you, John.

Your name is on the list.

The list is given by Swami.

Please come to Puttaparthi.

Yes, we will come immediately.

Swami is calling us.

♪ Sai Baba is our benediction A chant of love and vibration ♪

♪ Sai Baba, our mantra of peace Sai Baba, a prayer to appease ♪

♪ Praise be to Sai always Blessed is His devotee in all ways ♪

♪ Glory to our Bhagwan Our God, guide and guardian ♪

♪ The purest giver Serene and bright ♪

♪ He fills our souls With sacred light ♪

♪ Embodiment of truth and grace ♪

♪ Sri Sathya Sai, Beacon of light always ♪

Sai Ram.

Till now,

you've many times and on numerous occasions

visited Puttaparthi

to worship our Swami.

Every single visit of yours

was your voluntary effort due to your love and faith in Swami.

But now, only you,

Swami has Himself summoned each one of you by name.

You must be stunned in a state of astonishment

wondering about this sudden invitation.

This is purest form

of God's will

Who is God really?

He is not the domestic help or employee

under your beck and call 24x7.

Neither is he your employer who pays your salary or wages.

As per Law of Karma, every action has a consequence.

He appears as a true witness till the very end as a life-long friend.

A companion for life walking beside you is God.

This is His Divine decision.

Swami has invited you here

to present the greatest experience of all time.

Even though the wind sways the cradle

and sings a lullaby to all the grey clouds,

only a few clouds shower rain.

Swami has millions of devotees.

But sometimes in life on a few occasions,

only a few chosen ones

He will invite specifically to the front row to receive His Grace.

Because you have seen Him,

not only with your eyes.

He has seen, you have felt His presence even in your hearts.

This is the height of serenity.

In that sacred summit of tranquillity

you will share your story.

Swami is ready to hear every single word.

Is He God Almighty or a mere human in reality?

Is He a secret to savour? Or a miracle-saviour?

In that sacred solitude with tears that welled in your eyes.

His divine image you witnessed.

Your dreams that came true.

You will share a slice of you, your extra-ordinary experiences,

when you share your personal experiences.

These are stories He has written through your hearts and minds.

Bear this in mind when you speak.

You are not sharing your story alone,

but narrating His story as History for posterity.

You share a unique factor among you and your five families.

There are countless stories worldwide

of divine miracles experienced by people.

It is your turn to share now.

Heart to heart from the bottom of your soul.

Swami's heart is waiting to listen.

Vardhan sir?

Sai Ram.

Salutations to Sai.

I'm Vardhan.

Businessman from Mumbai.

When I first met Baba in Puttaparthi,

I didn't come as His devotee.

At that time, my focus was only on business and earning money.

I once went to Bengaluru on a business trip.

My destination was Bengaluru.

But my cab driver took a wrong U-turn.

I lost my way and reached Puttaparthi.

My minute-to-minute schedules,

Swami changed in mere seconds.

When I first stepped into Swami's temple,

I saw a never ending wave of devotees.

But what astonished me

among all the devotees

was the serene silence.

The aroma of incense filled the air.

In the midst of that fragrance,

a scene framed before my eyes.

Within me,

was a continuous noise of thoughts like an ATM machine

that stopped altogether at once in total silence.

Into that spiritual silence

Swami walked in front of my eyes.

Clad in a saffron robe,

a face glowing with radiance.

He's just a normal person...

I thought to myself.

My silly thought

suddenly halted as if He had heard the voices in my head.

He came and stood in front of me

as if He knew me for many years.

He looked into my eyes.

One of His disciples standing near him came up to me.

He gave me a packet of holy ash and a card.

I saw a hand-written sentence by Baba on it.

Gain that doesn't provide mental peace

is not profit at all.

I was shocked to read it.

I was getting trapped earning money and thereby losing my peace of mind.

I felt it intensely that day.

But this feeling locked in my heart,

I hadn't shared it with a single soul.

How did Swami know my inner feeling?

How did He say it as if He read my mind?

I was alone that night.

Swami's direct gaze at me.

My mind was thrown off balance totally.

I realized at that moment in time

I was lacking something precious in life.

That void cannot be filled with money.

I needed something beyond that.

And that was

Swami's blessing.

After that I frequented Puttaparthi

to seek the answer to my question.

To realise who I really am.

To find peace of mind.

I finally realised

I didn't lose my way and end up in Puttaparthi.

Swami changed my path and brought me here.

He invited me to His sacred shrine with His true affection.

I am not such an ardent devotee at all.

I have everything,

a status, bank balance, business class.

If I ignore all these trivialities totally

and sit peacefully.

I believe Swami's voice will hum as a soulful melody in my heart.

I'm an ordinary man who understood that.

Do you know what happened in Mumbai one day?

-Good morning, sir. -Good morning.

-Doing well? -Yes, sir.

-Good morning, sir. -Good morning.

-Good morning, sir. -Good morning.

Good morning.

-Good morning, Vardhan. -Good morning, Mr. Banerjee.

-How are you? -Fine, please have a seat.

I want to deposit this cash.

Okay.

Deepak, come here.

Hey! Who are you? Why are you here?

Hey! Sit.

Sit down.

Down.

-Who are you? -How does it matter to you?

-Who are you? -Give us the vault keys.

-Give it to us. -I don't have it.

-I don't have them-- -Give me the keys.

Please don't harm me. Please don't.

-Where are the vault keys? -Don't shoot.

No, I don't have them.

You don't? Hey, search the place.

Search every inch.

♪ Praise be to Lord Rama. ♪

I am so scared, ma. Is no one here to save us?

We'll be fine, my dear. Don't be scared.

Don't get perturbed. Stay calm.

You are not alone as long as I am here.

You are never alone.

Those bank robbers are not your enemies.

They are your brothers.

Shower your love on them.

Wake up the love in their heart,

not in your heart alone.

I am present in their hearts too.

Excuse me.

He spoke the truth.

The vault manager has stepped out.

The vault will not open.

Hey! Who are you?

Why did you stand up?

Why are you butting in? Sit down.

You barged in to loot, right?

Not to kill?

The security officer you shot is lying in a pool of blood.

He has been shot only on his arm.

He won't die.

But in some time, he will die.

Do you know what that bullet contains?

Lead Sulphate Barium Nitrate.

It is nothing but pure poison.

It will spread throughout the body.

All his vital organs will be affected.

He will die in some time.

Then this will turn into a murder case.

The police will chase you.

You just cannot escape.

You have only five minutes.

Escape now when you can.

Let go.

Let me go.

Will you open the vault or not?

I swear I don't have the keys.

Only the vault manager can open it.

Understand what he is saying.

Two sets of keys are required to open the vault.

One is with the bank manager

and the other is with the vault manager.

The vault manager has stepped out.

That vault cannot be opened.

I don't care about all that. All I want is money.

Otherwise, I will kill everyone.

You just want money, right?

You will find it in my bag. Take it.

Go and check.

Hurry up.

The bag is filled with wads of cash.

You checked, right?

Take it and go.

-We hit the jackpot. -Did the bleeding stop?

Take him to the hospital immediately.

Hurry up.

Okay, ma. Everyone stand up.

Don't worry. Nothing is going to happen.

-Okay, uncle. -You can relax.

Relaxed? Okay.

Come to this side.

Relax. Drink water.

Tell me something.

Isn't this your personal cash?

We didn't know the bag had cash.

You could have kept your mouth shut.

But why did you hand it over to us?

Because

if he is not rushed to the hospital immediately

that security guard will die.

You are least bothered but my conscience will prick me

about that scared little girl crying.

That elderly man finding it difficult to breathe.

All these innocent lives.

You won't have any kind of care or concern.

But I care and I am concerned.

Not just about these people,

I thought about you too.

If not today, it will be some day.

When you go to jail

won't your family be dragged to the street?

I thought about them too.

Anna, why are you wasting time chit chatting with him?

Let's get going.

Where will you go?

Look.

This child screaming in total panic

will echo in your ears nonstop.

It will haunt you as nightmares when you sleep.

The sound of the bullets you fired

will ricochet as an echo in your ears repeatedly.

Blood stains by your heartless act

will never fade from your inner vision.

You came to loot this bank today

and I came here to deposit my cash.

The reason I gave my money to save all these innocent people

is orchestrated.

Not Vardhan,

it is Baba.

Sri Sathya Sai Bhagwan.

You don't come across as my enemy,

I consider you as my brother.

Only the eyes that see you

are mine.

The vision.

belongs to Swami.

The words are mine

the meaning comes from Swami.

Why did you give me the money?

That is your question.

Why are you still here instead of scooting with the money?

That is my question.

To both our questions

Baba has already answered.

He

is present in me

and in you.

I have been bad from the day I was born.

I'm partially deaf.

I used to hear only negativity.

Good advice never appeals to me.

My father tried to change me right from my childhood days.

I didn't change.

My school teacher tried to change me,

even then I didn't reform.

Now my wife wishes I turn into a good Samaritan.

Her wish hasn't come true.

But

the few words you just told me

changed me.

I didn't speak these words,

Swami did.

I didn't do anything,

Swami did.

Love all.

Love all. Serve all.

That is Swami's most treasured philosophy.

Baba with us.

Baba with us. Baba within us.

We become Baba.

That is Baba's philosophy.

Sai Ram.

Sai Ram!

Salutations to Sai.

That incident in the bank,

it was not just an unexpected stray event,

it was also a message etched in my memory.

The actions are ours

but the one who makes us act is Swami.

If we believe this,

we'll find answers for anything in life.

For those who don't understand,

He's just a person clad in an orange robe.

For those who understand,

His saffron robe and radiance will come across as a divine aura.

Swami's doctrine is only one.

I will be in your home, heart, life

and walk beside you as your companion.

Sai Ram.

Praise be to Sai.

Whomever Swami likes

He makes them speak about Him.

Whomever Swami is extremely fond of

He Himself will start conversing with them.

Mahadevan sir.

Sai Ram.

I am Mahadevan.

Palakkad is my home town.

My life was a dry barren desert

turned into a lush green grove.

All praise to only Swami.

What I got through Swami?

Fortune?

Or blessing?

I am in a real dilemma.

But

it is said we can find pleasure in pain, right?

Exactly like that

Swami performed His divine act in my life.

♪ If no chanting There's no wholeness ♪

♪ Meditation awakens oneness ♪

♪ Without Sai's grace divine Wisdom struggles to shine ♪

♪ Without Sai's loving gaze Wisdom walks in a haze ♪

♪ Without Sai's sacred sight Wisdom has no inner light ♪

♪ Without Sai's Holy glance Wisdom stands no chance ♪

♪ If righteousness and mercy absent Good deeds can never be present ♪

♪ If no righteousness or compassion Good deeds cannot be set in motion ♪

♪ When God is not held within We lose the love of kith and kin ♪

♪ Without God's guiding light No bond can stay firm and tight ♪

Oh... Thanks.

♪ Sai Ram ♪

♪ Salutations to Sathya Sai Baba ♪

♪ Praise be to Bhagwan Baba ♪

♪ Glory to our eternal guru ♪

♪ Sathya Sai is His grace so true ♪

♪ Narayana Narayana Om ♪

♪ Sathya Narayana We bow to Your wisdom ♪

♪ Narayana, Narayana Hearts in prayer ♪

♪ Sathya Narayana, Your love is in the air ♪

♪ Glory to our creator And sustainer ♪

♪ Praise be to The spiritual divine master ♪

♪ May Baba's grace shine ♪

♪ May Baba's grace shine And Rama's love divine ♪

♪ Invoke the blessings Of Sai Baba ♪

♪ Invoke the blessings of Sai Baba ♪

♪ Connect to the divinity Of Lord Rama ♪

We have God's offering as feast for you.

Stay behind and taste our sacred treat.

Please go and eat.

-Rajendra, take them with you. -Okay.

-Praise be to Baba. -Go ahead.

Sai Ram.

Greetings of peace and grace.

When we were newly married I told my wife,

let's go on our honeymoon.

She wanted to go to Puttaparthi.

I laughed. I didn't agree.

But I was adamant.

Even before we got married,

Baba used to appear in my dream often.

In all those dreams

He has never uttered even a single word.

He always raises His hand and blesses me.

I would wake up with a spellbound feeling of joy.

My marriage and our life,

I wanted it to begin from His feet with His blessing.

I told him my yearning.

He said, "okay."

We went immediately.

We were standing in that queue to see Him.

Baba standing in the midst of that crowd

in the form of an aura of light.

He floated like a puff of wind toward me.

My heart fluttered in a flurry of pure bliss.

Swami.

Look at us.

I prayed fervently asking Him to look at us just once.

She continued praying under her breath.

Bhagwan walked past us.

I don't know what struck Him suddenly.

He turned and directed His glance at us.

How can I describe that wondrous gaze?

It was definitely not an ordinary glance.

We felt like we had experienced the radiance of a million suns.

Our bodies shook with excitement.

We stood there awestruck.

Felt like He said something.

You are not a random stranger.

You are my own kith and kin. He seemed to convey this

for you both.

You have no relatives other than me. I felt he said so.

Isn't that so?

We decided then and there.

What else can we do?

From that second, both of us are spending

our life at His Holy feet of course.

Ask them to consult Dr. Ashok.

I'll be back in two hours.

I'm attending a function.

-I'll send them off and come. -Go ahead.

What happened?

Sita.

Sita?

What happened? Sita!

Oh my God! What happened?

-Rajendra. -What happened?

-She fell. -Sister-in-law.

-What happened, Vadhina? -What happened to you?

-Vadhina. -What's troubling you, dear?

-What is happening? -What happened, brother?

-Vadhina? -My dear.

Sita, tell me. What is it?

What happened, dear?

Sai Ram.

Sai Ram.

Why has her head flopped?

Vadhina?

Sister-in-law?

Sister-in-law.

Get up, dear Sita.

Brother...

She has...

She has left us.

She is no more.

My dear Sita. Please get up.

-Nothing is wrong with her. -Brother...

What will happen to her when Baba is here?

Swami.

Swami?

This Rajendran has forgotten how to be a doctor!

He says she is no more. How can that be true?

Today is an auspicious day.

We planned to celebrate today with You.

We have worshipped You from morning.

How can she leave me?

I know... she is very much here.

I can't hear her heart beat.

No pulse either, brother.

If her heart has stopped beating,

so has mine.

What are you saying?

Swami.

What is this, Swami? His rambling makes no sense.

Not today.

Not today. Not today.

We led a happy married life for 30 years.

Why have You taken her away today?

Why have You left me alone here, Swami?

Is this true?

This... can't be true, right?

Your glance is enough assurance for me.

So is Your hand gesturing protection.

You will save her.

This shouldn't be true.

This isn't true either.

Check her pulse again.

Sita... Sita.

Accept the inevitable.

Please understand.

She has passed away.

Please try to understand.

Are you speaking the truth?

Has Swami betrayed me?

Swami?

What is this?

Is this why we believed in you all these decades?

That too, today?

-Why do you call yourself Swami? -Brother?

We kept you right here in our heart's atrium.

But you aren't there. Only posing from a picture.

To whom are you showing your hand mudra of protection?

The one who loved me more than life has lost her life today.

Why? Why did you betray us?

Every single day of our entire life we spent worshipping only you.

Is this fair what you have done?

This garland, prayer, lamp, offering...

Why do you need all these items?

Let me dump everything.

-Don't do this. -I don't want them.

I don't need you in my life.

-I don't want anything. -Don't throw everything.

I will never worship you.

Didn't you take my dear wife away?

Why should I worship you hereafter?

Oh God!

I can't believe this.

My dear... Sita.

Sita, what is this?

-You left me alone. -Brother, careful.

Don't say a word to me.

I don't have anyone.

No Swami, no Baba. I have no one.

All of them have deceived me.

-They have betrayed my faith. -You know everything.

Your wife has attained God's feet.

If you blame God, it is as good as condemning her.

That Swami

deceived me knowing everything.

Swami?

Tell me.

As if you don't know?

Without her beside me,

how did you think I'll live by myself, Swami?

Oh God!

How can I live all by myself, Swami?

♪ When love wipes The heart clean within ♪

♪ Darkness prevents Light's ray to slip in ♪

♪ When bonds sacrifice Lives at stake ♪

♪ Eyelids protect the eyes From every ache ♪

♪ Whom do I beseech? You tell me ♪

♪ Whom do I plead to soulfully? ♪

♪ Whom do I ask to come to my aid? ♪

♪ Baba, who will Stand by me unafraid? ♪

♪ Whom will I call but you Never to part? ♪

♪ Whom do I summon Within my heart? ♪

♪ Baba, whom can my heart ask? Only you can help me in my task ♪

♪ Sai Ram ♪

♪ Sai Ram ♪

♪ Praise be to Sai Ram ♪

♪ Glory to our Bhagwan Baba ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a way of salutation ♪

♪ A chant of love and vibration ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a greeting divine ♪

♪ Ever spreading a sacred sign ♪

♪ Glory to our Bhagwan Baba ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a mantra for healing ♪

♪ A calming comforting feeling ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a mantra of peace ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a prayer to appease. ♪

Brother?

Brother...

Brother...

I found a cover.

Looks like Vadhina's handwriting.

Here.

This is...

This is her handwriting.

To my beloved husband.

If this letter

is in your hands now,

it means I have reached God well before you.

Don't cry.

I don't want you to cry.

Don't fight with Swami.

You will fight with Him.

I know you too well.

Such is your love.

It won't spare even our God.

But,

pay heed to my words at least once.

Go to Puttaparthi.

Don't search for answers

or wish for miracles.

Go and sit in our spot at Swami's temple.

I am sure you will think

you could not save me.

But

how Baba

has actually saved me you will only then understand.

What will I understand?

What good will it do?

♪ My heart and mind in devotion meet Paying homage to my Guru's feet ♪

♪ Bowing to my Guru's Sacred feet ♪

♪ My day feels comforted And complete ♪

♪ Ferrying us across sea of strife ♪

♪ Out Guru steers us To safe shore in life ♪

♪ Across the ocean deep and wide Guru's grace becomes our guide ♪

Sai Ram.

My heartfelt condolences.

Today is one year since Sita passed away.

That... how do you know that?

I am Dr. Mahesh.

A neurologist in Sai Center.

Sita has been blessed by Swami.

Is that so?

Swami's blessings?

What blessing is that?

Taking her away from me? You call that his blessing?

That too, when?

On our wedding anniversary he took her away from me.

Does it seem like his blessing? Is this your Swami's compassion?

If she has been healthy, sir, why would God have taken her away?

No... no. She wasn't ill.

She was in the best of health.

No, sir.

I conducted a medical camp in your town last year.

She consulted me for a headache.

I took some tests and I saw her reports.

Sita...

What I am about to tell you now,

it is a serious issue.

You have to be strong.

Biopsy has confirmed it.

Glioblastoma multiforme.

Grade 4.

It is one of the most aggressive

and fastest-growing cancer tumours in the brain.

It will spread through the brain like a flash of lightning.

The pattern of its spread is unpredictable.

That's why it can't be removed.

Even if we attempt to do so,

we can't prevent recurrence.

Sita, your tumour is here.

Between temporal and parietal lobes.

Speech, memory and comprehension,

you will lose all these functions.

Then it is here too.

Too close to the brain stem.

Inhaling and exhaling, heart beat,

it will drain out your energy.

Sita,

as it increases progressively,

headaches can be unbearable.

You may tend to stumble while walking.

Perennial nausea.

Seizures may follow,

potentially impairing speech

or you may not be able to recognize Mahadevan.

To make matters worse,

you may even forget your own self.

After that, you may slip into a vegetative state.

Your eyes will be open

but you will lack consciousness.

Next is coma stage.

There will be a gradual shutdown of all vital organs.

Finally one day everything will be over.

Doctor,

something like this would happen.

I've felt this in my heart for a long time now.

Before...

Before diagnosing all this,

I felt I was carrying some kind of load within me.

But only now I am able to understand.

Swami has gradually

with a lot of love

held my hand and prepared me for this.

That's... that's why I have.

I have started talking to Swami.

By that I mean,

not walking up and down the steps of temples and tanks,

or not through prayers or vows.

With Swami's image in my heart,

I told Him peacefully.

I am not worried about myself.

I am only anxious and scared about my husband Mahadevan.

Doctor,

if he sees me suffer.

he will die long before I breathe my last.

Even if I'm running a slight fever,

he will become anxious.

If I am unable to talk,

what will happen to him?

Imagine the pain he will feel if I forget him?

Though I will be physically alive,

if I'm unresponsive in all aspects

lying in bed, still as a corpse,

my husband...

I begged Swami

not to save me,

but to save him.

Swami,

let this body perish if it has to.

But without my husband suffering seeing me wilt and fade,

I must pass away.

I should reach Your feet

in the blink of an eye.

In that very moment

take me from this earth.

I don't want to suffer for months and then die.

God! I don't want to be admitted in a hospital.

I don't want these machines and tubes.

I don't want this coma stage.

I don't want eyes that lack perception.

I don't want to die slowly.

Going through this slow painful death,

I don't want my husband to watch.

I don't want him to see.

Doctor.

I love...

I love him more than this world.

Me dying like this,

he shouldn't see.

His last memory of me

should be seeing me happy

and not suffering.

His last memory of me should be my smile.

Not my silence.

The last thing I see

should be his tender love and affection.

Not his loneliness without me.

That's why I implored to Swami.

If He decides to take me away

do so when he looks at me as his beloved Sita.

Oh God!

Not as a sick patient in a vegetative state.

Don't take me to that stage.

A husband who loved his wife his entire life...

Take me as his wife, I told Swami.

Everything is in His hands.

He.

Whatever He decides,

I will accept it gladly.

Sita amma.

How things should be done...

What should be done when…

My Swami knows, doctor.

I put that burden on him,

including my husband, Mahadevan.

What are you...

Brain tumour?

4th stage?

Oh God!... Oh God!

Sita, you must have suffered so much.

How did she bear the pain, all that stress and suffering?

She never told me. Not a single word.

One whole year.

I have been oblivious of her pain.

Sita, why did you do this?

You could have told me.

Am I a stranger to you?

She used to tell me everything.

We share our sorrows.

But she forgot about this, Swami.

Why didn't you tell me?

If I had known, wouldn't I....

Wouldn't I have shared half your pain?

I have sinned, Swami.

I am a wretched old sinner.

Now I understand.

Now I understand totally.

Swami...

Swami...

Swami.

I was in total ignorance of Your greatness.

Oh God!

Without understanding His mercy, I doubted His wisdom and actions.

I didn't realise Swami's unconditional love.

I criticised him too much. I let my tongue run wild.

Now I realise.

Swami has answered her prayers of anxiety by granting eternal solace.

And He made sure she reached her final destination.

Sita did not die the usual way.

Moksha! He gave her salvation.

Sai Ram.

Swami, I ask you this.

My humble request...

The liberation You gave her...

Kindly give the same liberation to me.

I am not able to live without her.

Everything is empty like a barren desert.

I feel terrible in this solitary existence.

Take me to be with You.

Let me go to the same place she is in.

Mahadevan,

your Sita has left behind some duties only you can fulfil.

God is fully aware of the time of your salvation.

Not just giving life,

when that life is troubled,

it is His duty to grant salvation at the right time.

That is ordained by God.

Be calm and composed.

That's all.

I understand now.

Where is my Sita now?

She is at Swami's feet. That's all, isn't it?

That's all.

Sita, I will spend the rest of my life here in Swami's service.

I will be here with Him all the time.

You don't worry about me.

I will be with Him.

Sita, don't worry.

Don't worry about me.

I will serve Swami and abide by Him for my remaining time on earth.

I will be with Him.

Till you and I meet again.

I will be with Him always.

♪ Praise be to my Guru, ever true. Hail our Baba, guiding all we do. ♪

♪ Glory to my Guru, ever true. Hail our Baba, who guides my view. ♪

♪ Praise be to my Guru, always wise and kind.

Hail our eternal teacher, in heart and mind. ♪

♪ Glory to my saviour, loving and giving.

Hail our spiritual master ever forgiving. ♪

♪ Glory to our Guru, merciful and kind.

Hail our Baba dwelling in our heart and mind. ♪

♪ Divine master of truth, truly gracious.

Worshipping Him, our day turns auspicious. ♪

♪ Glory to our Guru, merciful and kind. ♪

♪ Praise be to Baba, generous and gracious. ♪

♪ Sai, our beacon of light. Every day and night. ♪

♪ Sai Ram, a way of salutation. ♪

♪ Praise be to Bhagwan Baba. ♪

♪ Sai Ram, expression of gratitude. ♪

♪ Comfort for pains long endured. ♪

Sai Ram.

Salutations to Sai. - Praise be to Sai.

Look at how Swami has revealed the truth of life.

In Swami's temple,

live in truth.

God is truth.

Every minute of surrender to the Supreme

...will change into a miracle in the palm of His hands.

Each of your experiences shared here are no ordinary experiences.

They are experiences blessed by Swami.

Meenakshi, please come.

Share your divine experience with us.

Sai Ram.

Greetings to all.

I am Meenakshi.

I come from Mylapore in Chennai.

I am a Bharatanatyam dancer.

Every dancer has a life-changing aspiration.

To participate and win in international dance competitions.

Swami gave me such a golden opportunity.

But that dream seemed destined to disperse as a mere dream.

An event happened.

I extend a warm welcome to everyone seated here.

Those of you who are here to celebrate Dance of India program,

a grand and heartfelt welcome.

We are here, sir.

We just got out of the car.

- Welcome, madam. - Thank you, sir.

- Namaste, madam. - Dad.

- Namaste, sir. - Shall we go in?

Come on in.

You go in and get ready, dear.

Sir, your daughter has reached the finals.

- Very happy. - Yes, sir.

That is her dream and ours too.

In today's final stage of our competition,

one winner will be selected out of the five participants.

That winner will represent India at the international level.

- Our heartfelt wishes to our participants.

- May the winner wear the garland of victory.

- The competition will begin in a short while.

Please wait till then with love and patience.

- Rehearsed properly? - In full swing yesterday.

- Careful! Don't worry. - Why would I-?

Oh God! What happened?

Get that chair here.

Don't panic.

- What happened? - I'm unable to mov--

Just a little bit of effort, dear.

- Sit up. - I can't do it.

The pain will subside, dear.

Does your leg hurt?

I can't...

I can't get up.

- What happened to you, dear?

- Gently...gently.

Get up slowly.

No, I can't move.

Slowly.

Careful.

Bear it for just a minute.

Mom!

Lower your foot, dear.

Please be patient. I'll just come.

Get some water.

Mom!

Isn't it a great feat to reach the finals in India level.

That's our fortune, sir.

My dear.

- What? - Our daughter...

Our daughter fell.

- She can't move her foot. - What are you saying?

She is writhing in pain. Please come up.

Sir, is there any doctor nearby?

- Yes, sir. - Please bring him immediately.

I'll go right away.

- Don't worry, dear.

- Move aside.

Give her some air. Don't crowd around, please.

Meena... Meena. What happened?

How did you fall?

- You'll be fine, dear. - Hurts badly, Dad.

Such an important program. Couldn't you have been more careful?

Her foot slipped. What could she do?

You have to perform. You should've been extra careful.

- Look what's happened. - Be brave, dear.

- Doctor, please check. - It hurts, Dad.

Her ankle... I think it is twisted, sir.

- No! - Careful, doctor.

- Relax. - You'll be fine, dear.

Move your toes gently.

- Move this toe alone. - Try, dear.

Nothing will happen.

- Okay...okay, relax. - Nothing serious.

Maybe a hairline fracture.

X-ray has to be taken.

I can prescribe a pain killer for now.

But it may be difficult for her to perform, sir.

Doctor, she has to dance in half an hour.

This is a very important program, doctor.

Impossible to perform.

Is it paining here?

Is it hurting a lot? Try to bear the pain, dear.

Stay strong, dear.

- Sir, take an X-ray and we'll see. - You will be fine, okay?

Can you do me a favour?

Will all of you wait outside for 10 minutes, please?

- Okay. - Please.

Is it hurting a lot?

You will be fine, dear.

It will heal.

Bear it for a while.

Meena.

Meena dear.

Don't get me wrong.

You won't be able to dance, dear.

Shall I cancel the program?

- Oh God! - No, dad.

Don't do anything in a rush.

I can dance.

Let me try.

Swami will protect me, right?

Swami?

Oh!

Forever harping on that Swami!

You know that Swami is the reason you are in this painful state now.

Doesn't your Swami how important this performance is to you?

Then why did he do this and make you sit in pain?

- Don't malign Swami! - Hey!

Shut up!

All along I blindly believed your stupid faith in that man.

My mind needs a tight whac-

Hey, Datsha.

UN Assembly.

The world's stage.

She should have been there. Your Swami benched her!

Dad, Swami will never do an act of injustice.

He will lift the fallen and open a new door for them.

You bet your Swami is a JCB that will lift you from the ground.

You can't move one step... let alone dance.

- Don't get angry, dear. - Is this your Swami's upliftment?

I can dance, Dad.

I see this as a test for my faith.

He is capable of anything.

He is reminding me.

What nonsense?

What are you saying?

How is he doing that?

Making a devotee suffer like this?

Seeing your misery, he is feeling happy.

Till now, I was proud enough

to think it is my talent, my skill. I, me, myself.

But it is not that.

All glory belongs to Him alone.

He has reminded me in good measure.

Then... all these years of practice

and all these days of hard work are a wasted effort?

You are saying all this serves no benefit or purpose, right?

- Only the effort is mine. - What?

Everything else is His.

I will do my duty to the best of my ability.

He will reward me as He thinks best.

Even this decision I take now is His.

You have said it very easily.

If you fall on stage, the world will ridicule you.

We will get humiliated along with you. Isn't that so?

Whatever happens in this performance,

it is completely His Grace.

I believe that 101%.

Only this is total surrender.

Not silly surrender!

Doomsday disaster!

If he is that powerful, why didn't he make you 100% fit?

This is your blind belief.

- Swami, it seems. - Whatever He does is a miracle, Dad.

He gave me this pain.

I have to experience it.

Even that is His mercy!

What is this?

Hey...hey...hey!

Have you gone mad all of a sudden?

You have to go through the pain?

Listen, pushing you into such a painful predicament,

is it his job to see you suffer?

Is he jobless or what?

Yes, Dad.

- Hopeless case! - This is His vocation.

I trust Him.

He will make me dance. I will perform on stage.

Baba,

this is not my dance.

It is Your performance.

I wish to dance again.

Only You can show me the way.

Fat hopes!

This girl's prayer will fly straight

to the ears of Swami in Puttaparthi.

And he will make a beeline here, treat her by massaging her feet.

Make her fit and ensure she dances today.

- Oh God! - Sai Ram!!

- Both of you are crazy. - Only You can solve this sudden crisis.

- Mom? - What, darling?

Get my bag, please.

You have full faith in Swami, right?

Everything will go as planned.

Stay strong.

♪ Sai Ram, a mantra for healing. ♪

♪ A calming solace of a feeling. ♪

♪ When fate the hunter in life's race

puts us to the test in many ways, ♪

♪ The dreams I cherished in my eyes

disperse into nothingness as mere lies. ♪

♪ When normal steps

suddenly come to a stop. ♪

♪ When mind is heavy with stress piled atop. ♪

♪ Whom do I ask to come to my aid? ♪

♪ Who will drive this ill-luck away?

Swami, who will give me strength today? ♪

♪ Who will heal my pain somehow? ♪

♪ Baba, who will ensure I dance now? ♪

♪ Baba. ♪

♪ Baba. ♪

In this final,

- she would have surely won. - I know.

- So careless! - Excuse me, sir.

As if she did it deliberately...

Next is Meenakshi's performance. It has just been announced.

Meenakshi has hurt her leg.

She won't be able to dance today.

What do we do then, sir?

Er...whoever has to perform next, ask that dancer to go ahead.

I have no other option but to cancel her program.

Dear, she's very confident she can dance.

- Let's ask her. - How can she dance?

- Don't talk rubbish. - Just ask her, please.

- Sir, will you give me two minutes? - Okay, sir.

- I'll check with my daughter. - By all means, sir.

Look! She is dancing!

Tell them I am ready.

♪ Praise be to Sai Baba. ♪

♪ Glory to our Sai Natha. ♪

♪ Sathya Sai Baba. ♪

Glory to Sai.

Tell me, Dad.

Sai Ram.

Praise be to Sai Baba.

Sai Ram.

Glory to Sai Baba.

Sai Ram.

Only prayers filled with firm faith will drive life.

Swami has enlightened me with this trust.

I blamed Him and berated Him.

I begged His forgiveness.

And fell at His feet in total surrender.

Swami doesn't reside only in Puttaparthi.

He lives in the hearts of each and every devotee of His.

That's the whole truth.

The dance performance that day

was not by Meenakshi.

It was Swami's boundles benevolence and mercy.

It was Him.

He enabled Meenakshi who couldn't even move her foot

to dance gracefully and created a miracle for us.

He fulfilled her dream.

Swami saved our dignity too.

Praise be to Sai Baba.

Praise be to Sai.

Salutations to Sai.

On that day, the world applauded a dancer's performance.

But only Meenakshi knows

behind every single applause

was Swami's blessings.

Annapoorna madam.

Come forward.

- Sai Ram. - Salutations to Sai.

I am Annapoorna Malhotra.

My husband is a North Indian.

We live in the North.

He is working abroad now.

Once I had come

to meet Swami in Puttaparthi.

My good fortune, I got the chance to meet Him in person.

In the very first meeting, I became His ardent devotee.

Though we've been married for years,

no prayer or penance enabled me to conceive.

I went to confide in Him my wish to become a mother.

But He understood even before I could say anything.

He gave me Holy ash in my hand.

He said your wish will come true.

With Swami's blessings, our son, Sai Kishen was born.

He is a boon granted by God.

But my son fell prey to a fatal illness.

I was shaken to the core.

Hey...hey.

Look here.

- Turn. - We are here.

Come... come... come and get it.

Try to catch us.

Hey!

Start the motor.

Come on.

Hey!

Give it to me.

It is my mother's shawl.

- Please return it to me.

- Come on. - Give it to me, please.

Madam, look what's happening.

Hey!

Please... please.

Here it is.

- Hey! Give it back.

Kishen.

- Kishen.

- Want this? Catch it. - My mother's shawl.

Kishen.

He doesn't know how to swim. Why did he jump into that boat?

- Kishen.

It is my mother's shawl.

Grab it from him.

Kishen.

Come... come here.

- Pull it. - I have to go home.

Give it back to me.

Pull it from him.

Kishen.

- Come back.

- Come back to the shore.

- He's fallen in.

- Someone save him.

Kishen.

Kishen.

- Kishen.

- Someone jump and save him.

Kishen.

- Kishen.

- Save him, please. - Save him.

- Kishen.

Quick...quick.

Come fast.

Over here.

Save him, please.

- Save him. - Please.

Lift him up.

- Careful... gently.

Lift higher.

- Gently.

My son.

My beloved son.

Speed up.

- Kishen.

What happened to you?

Kishen?

- Kishen.

Kishen...Kishen.

Kishen!

Kishen...Kishen.

What happened to him?

Call an ambulance.

Get an ambulance immediately.

Please. Ambulance.

Madam, please wait outside.

♪ Govinda, the guardian, steadfast and strong.

Lifter of burdens who rights every wrong. ♪

♪ Lord Krishna who tends the meek and small.

One who always lifts and protects us all. ♪

♪ Keeper of hearts, both gentle and wise.

Mountain-lifter who shields our skies. ♪

♪ Protector from storms in our life.

Saviour who saves us from every strife. ♪

I prayed, God give my son intelligence and common sense.

Want God's offering? It tastes delicious.

You're tricking me, Mom.

Ouch! Thief.

Thief...thief!

- Mom, are you ready? - Yes, ready.

- Catch me if you can. - Kishen...?

- Where are you? - This side.

- I'll catch you right away. - Come...here.

- Kishen.

- Sai.

- Kishen?

Kishen?

Kishen?

Sai, where did you disappear?

Where are you? Kishen!

- Kishen! - Mom?

- You got scared? - Where did you go?

Don't do this to me.

I was petrified.

Mom can't bear losing you, Kishen.

- Where is your husband, madam? - He has gone to Kailash.

I am unable to even inform him.

I understand.

We have been doing our best treating

your son for the past four days.

We have come to explain your son's condition.

He's chief doctor Mehta.

Sai Ram.

Dr. Mehta from All India Institute of Medical Sciences, New Delhi.

We can speak in Telugu.

It's been four days since the accident.

Your son couldn't breathe for 6-7 minutes after going underwater.

For a 10-year-old boy,

to bear and overcome this

is very doubtful.

We have intubated him immediately.

100% ventilator support.

Not only that,

Furosemide,

Mannitol was also given to manage cerebral edema.

Despite all these quick measures,

there isn't a slightest improvement

in his brain cell activity.

- Looking at the EEG scan report,

Delta waves are very sporadic.

Organised cortical activity is absent.

No reflex of the brain stem.

No reaction in his vision.

No gag reflex.

In fact, we have been treating therapeutic

hypothermia for past 24 hours.

- But the nervous system should not get damaged.

We are maintaining his body temperature at 33°C.

Despite all these measures taken by us,

there has been no improvement.

Doctor, is there any other treatment to stimulate his brain?

As far as I know, there's no other treatment.

Classic hypoxic ischemic encephalopathy.

That is, reaction of no supply of blood or oxygen to the brain.

ARDS.

Acute respiratory distress syndrome.

Very clear sign.

This complication is because of aspirating water a second time.

Pulmonary edema.

Fluid accumulation fully in the lungs.

Even with maximum oxygen supply,

to expect the brain cells to reactivate,

there is no chance.

To say the truth,

by administering dopamine and norepinephrine,

we are maintaining his heartbeat.

He is not breathing on his own.

Let's wait till tomorrow morning.

If there is no improvement in EEG or vital signs,

I am sorry,

I'll have to declare him

irreversibly brain dead.

That boy is only 10 years old, sir.

His mother is praying day and night.

It will be good if prayers can have the same power as medicines.

His only hope!

- Where is the patient named Arun? - In the ICU ward, sir.

♪ When love is rebuffed in every direction, ♪

♪ It weighs the weary soul with dejection. ♪

♪ If my precious prince is drifting away. ♪

♪ I am left all alone at the end of the day. ♪

♪ Who will clasp my hands tight? ♪

♪ Who will clasp my hands tight Swami,

to assure me it will be alright? ♪

♪ I know not; tell me Whom will I beckon soulfully? ♪

♪ Who else but You will I seek to

lift me when I am worried and weak? ♪

Praise be to Lord Shiva.

Pray to God to ensure you study well.

♪ Praise be to Sai ♪

Hey...hey! Do you know how deep it is?

- Mom. - Don't go near the water, careful.

You see that temple tower over there?

It is about 400 years old, it seems.

Not only that, devotees visiting that temple..

Their troubles will vanish, I believe.

They will be blessed with peace of mind.

It's a belief. That's why it's so crowded.

When we see it from here...

- Spicy...spicy - Oh God!

- I fed you a green chilli by mistake - Water...water.

Sorry...sorry.

I'm so sorry, dear.

I didn't see, and I gave, okay. Why did you open your mouth?

♪ Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Sathya Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Listening to our fervent prayer. ♪

♪ You free us from disease and despair. ♪

♪ Sai Ram; the mantra of comfort. Sai Ram; the prayer for support. ♪

♪ Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Guide every heart with Your gentle calm. ♪

♪ Praise be to Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Our only support, soul's healing balm. ♪

♪ Salutations to the healer. ♪

♪ Our divine-path revealer. ♪

Mom,

you haven't slept even for a minute?

Why are you carrying this intense anguish all by yourself?

When my child's life is at stake,

how can I close my eyes and sleep?

All the doctors have told me their verdict.

He won't last beyond tonight.

Did they say that?

But this is my firm opinion.

Whatever Swami has ordained for him,

only His Will will prevail.

He is not just my son.

My firm faith.

My life.

God's boon sent to us as godsend.

The miracle in the palm of my hands.

We had been married for 10 years.

I consulted so many doctors.

Countless test reports were taken.

All pointed to one verdict.

You are not blessed to be a mother.

I went to Puttaparthi

with empty hands.

with anguish locked in my heart.

Swami glanced at me.

Just a single glance.

Your deepest yearning.

He said, it will be fulfilled for sure.

The very next month I conceived him.

I was thinking I had no hope of motherhood.

I heard the sound of a tiny heartbeat in my womb.

Do you know how precious that emotion is?

From that second, Bhakti became my breath.

But... I agree to one thing.

I behaved like this naive child in my devotion to Swami.

I kept asking God, Swami, give me this, grant me that.

Some wishes He granted immediately.

Some He didn't.

When He granted my wish, I floated on cloud nine.

When He didn't give, I kept crying nonstop.

But it took time. Gradually,

I understood something.

Swami can transform a mountain into the sea.

And vice versa.

Even fate.

He can change like a mother changes her child's dress.

When I realised that,

I surrendered totally at His feet.

But...

Now...

Sitting here in this ICU,

I understand a bitter truth.

I did not surrender fully, doctor.

All that I said was mere lip service.

Not from the bottom of my heart.

Because more than my devotion for Swami,

The love I have for my son gained priority.

That love towers high like a mountain in front of my eyes.

You tell me, doctor.

How can a mother turn her back from the child she gave birth to?

The blood running in his veins and the breath he inhales.

How can I sever that precious bond?

My belief is shrinking when I see him in this state.

My act of surrender is trembling now.

My ardent devotion

like a small child's devotion is sobbing inconsolably.

I prided myself in thinking I was a devout devotee!

Only now I realise.

Seeing him lie still like this.

The way I pleaded to Swami to save my child.

I am just his mother.

Not true devotee at all.

Just his mother.

Swami, tonight

the final door is to be opened.

He has unlocked and shown.

He gave me my son as His blessing.

If He wants to take my son's life,

I won't ask Him why.

I won't ask Him anything.

I will not question His love.

I won't bargain against His wish.

Doctor..

This elephant called Gajendra.

You know what he realised in the end.

The elephant thought his strength was his power till the very end.

When the crocodile began to drag him into its jaws...

When his power was reduced to nothing...

He understood a truth.

There is no safe haven other than God.

Not our kith and kin, influence and assets.

Or being strong and brave.

When that elephant realised this absolute truth,

and trumpeted aloud Narayana,

heaven opened its gates and

God came rushing to help the elephant.

I am that Gajendra today.

The crocodile...

The unconditional love I have for my son.

Swami..

the son You blessed me with,

if You tell me You are taking him back,

I will not ask You why?

I won't ask anything.

But all I ask You is to give me the

strength to bear my sorrow with a smile.

This is my last chord of love and affection.

Even that

I will place at Your feet.

I'll place at Your Golden feet.

This is true surrender.

Our unwavering faith even during the worst of times

is the meaning of true surrender.

Your destined time has also arrived.

The purpose of my visit is over.

From this moment, Sai, your God and this Sai, your Godsend,

let's wait and watch what they do.

♪ You are our only ray of hope. ♪

♪ When our world is dark; We cannot cope. ♪

♪ Praise be to Sai Ram. ♪

Mom?

Mom?

- Kishen? - I am fine now, Mom.

Kishen, you've recovered?

How...

How did it happen?

- What are you saying? - Mom, I am fine.

Are you able to breathe?

- Are you feeling alright? - Yes, Mom.

- No pain? - No, Mom.

Are you back to normal?

My precious darling.

Not hurting anywhere?

You are fully alright?

Doctor? See Kishen.

He's fine now.

He sat up and started talking to me.

I am indebted to you.

You have saved our lineage.

And the duty doctor who came here last night.

His treatment cured him completely.

Who was the doctor on duty last night?

Noone came after 11:00 p.m., doctor.

No, he came and stood right here.

He saw all the files and he checked my son.

Dr. Tirupati and Avinash left last night while I was on duty here.

Yes, doctor.

Sister, which doctor was on duty last night?

There was no doctor on duty after 11:00 p.m.

Of course not. A doctor came here.

He was tall and lanky, wearing glasses.

He spoke very kindly.

I told him that the other doctors have lost hope.

I remember he said, You be steadfast in your faith.

- Sister, check the CCTV footage. - Okay, doctor.

Madam, are you sure the doctor was from our hospital?

I don't know about that. But a doctor came and spoke to me.

That's true for sure.

- All vitals are normal. - Is it?

Doctor, I can't believe this.

Thank you so much.

Doctor, I checked the CCTV.

No one came into this room.

Are you sure?

♪ Sai Baba, He wipes away our tears. ♪

♪ Sai Baba, He wipes away our tears. Softly quietens all our fears. ♪

♪ Sai Baba, He comes to our aid. ♪

♪ Sai Baba, He comes to our aid. ♪

♪ Guise of someone; Our ally and aide ♪

Doctor, his vitals are normal.

- Can't we proceed to discharge him? - Okay, go ahead.

- Sister, start the process. - Okay, doctor.

Okay, my dear boy. All the best.

Take care.

Okay, doctor.

- Thank you, doctor. - Take care.

Who could have come?

Mom.

Doctor came, Mom.

I saw Him.

He was wearing an orange dress.

I saw with my own eyes, Mom.

He held me.

I saw him.

He was our Swami, Mom.

Swami came in person.

That doctor in a white coat in the middle of the night

was Swami in flesh and blood.

He stood inches away from Kishen.

He ruffled his hair lovingly.

He conversed with me for so long.

But,

I never realised the sanctity of it.

I didn't even think for a minute that could be a possibility.

There was a serene glow in the doctor's eyes.

I noticed it.

But, in that flustered state I was, in nothing else registered then.

When our heart and mind are drowning in sorrow...

When all our feelings are in a state of numbness...

Even if God comes and wakes us up,

we will be still as a stone statue.

Swami gently wiped the tears of this mother.

Cured my son of His own accord.

Gave my son a second birth in this life.

I must have done something good in my previous birth.

Must have been my good karma catching up with me now.

When the whole world abandons us and leaves us in the lurch,

if we are not falling further down,

do you know the reason?

Swami's hands are holding us in His strong embrace.

That's the only reason.

My son, Sai Kishen...

To save him from the jaws of death,

Swami Himself came in person,

face-to-face before us.

Ever grateful to Swami.

Sai Ram.

No matter how renowned the doctor is,

he can only treat the physical body.

He can't breathe life into anyone.

The power to stop time and death,

only rests with God.

To save a child's life,

God went to a hospital in Kasi

in the guise of a doctor.

If caught in a helpless predicament...

Answer is Divine Testament.

This is Swami's teaching.

Help in all ways always.

Do not hurt anyone in any way.

If you call me with the purest of heart.

I will always come to your aid and be by your side.

Following His own doctrine,

Swami helped Annapoorna.

John, please come.

Sai Ram.

Salutations to Sai Baba.

Couple of years ago,

My wife Jane and I built a house in California.

Near the Big Sur.

On top of the forest mountain hill.

Facing the Pacific.

It was a paradise.

We built it with one thought.

Swami must feel at home here.

It was not just a house.

It became a Sai Center for the local devotees.

Bhajans every week.

Meditation.

Seva projects.

And always Baba's photo in the middle of everything.

But one summer,

a massive forest fire erupts.

It started miles away.

- But it came fast.

- The wind became wild.

- The Emergency Team ordered us to evacuate.

- And we left.

We stood in front of Baba's photo and prayed.

- Swami, this is Your house.

- You gave it, You protect it.

- We tied one small photo of Baba in front of the window,

- facing the forest

- and left.

For the next two days, we were helpless.

We saw the neighbourhood vanish.

Houses burn.

Even the fire fighters were overwhelmed.

Then the fire reached our area.

But then, we got the news.

Our house was untouched.

Everything around,

the trees, houses, garden was ash.

But our home.

- Not even a scratch.

- And when we returned,

it was like a miracle had stood guard.

All black and charred around.

- But our home stood there.

Perfect.

Peaceful.

And outside,

- the Baba photo was fine.

- Still fluttering in the wind.

Vasudevanji told me,

- Baba has already said,

- my children who live with love for me,

- their homes, their lives will be protected by me.

- Not even fire can cross my word.

We lost nothing because we surrendered everything.

Ever grateful to Sai Baba.

What happens to Swami's devotees...

He changes you into a humane human being.

If you practice Hinduism,

he shapes you to be a peerless, perfect Hindu.

In case, you follow Islam,

he moulds you into the top-notch, finest Muslim.

If you are a Christian,

he makes you an exceptional, outstanding Christian.

Past, present, future...

The point these three phases meet.

Sri Sathya Sai Baba.

Salutations to Sai Baba.

♪ Om. ♪

♪ Om Sai Ram. ♪

♪ When even God takes His final breath. ♪

♪ Om. ♪

♪ Om Sai Ram. ♪

♪ When the soul leaves the body on earth. ♪

♪ Om. ♪

♪ Om Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Is this the hour in honest reality when time stands confused to see? ♪

♪ Om. ♪

♪ OM Sai Ram. ♪

♪ While the world itself is actually submerged in anguish and agony? ♪

♪ Om. ♪

♪ Om Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Whom do I call to help me? And to hear my silent plea? ♪

♪ Swami, who will hug

my heart lovingly? ♪

♪ Whom will I call to

drive my pain away? ♪

♪ Swami, who will give

me hope from today? ♪

♪ Whom can I depend on when all my strength is gone? ♪

Sai Meena.

Swami is our family deity.

For generations, we have trusted Swami.

Your grandfather would give his life for Swami.

He used to serve Swami from the beginning.

To build our trust in Swami,

my father has shared many miracles that happened here in Puttaparthi.

Before our wedding,

my grandparents and your father's ancestors also,

were Swami's ardent devotees.

Even I have been blessed by Swami in person often.

We have been visiting Puttaparthi right from our childhood days.

Puttaparthi is a small village.

If the world knows of its existence,

the only reason is

Baba's glory.

He has filled everyone's hearts.

But I haven't met Baba even once.

Even we were very keen you should meet Him.

But before you were born,

Swami travelled to another realm.

You couldn't see Him then.

But if you sit here and close your eyes,

if you truly meditate with utmost devotion,

He will grace you in your mind and heart.

That's why we brought you here on your birthday.

Okay, mom, but I really wish I get to see Baba at least once.

And I feel sad I can't meet Baba face-to-face.

Come with us.

Sit here.

Sai Meena,

what happened?

Mom, I saw Baba.

Dad, I really saw Baba.

- What are you saying? - Are you sure, dear?

You were both in deep meditation.

I closed my eyes and thought of Baba.

I said, I want to see You, Baba as my birthday gift.

And I opened my eyes.

See that big chair over there? - Yes.

Red colour.

Next to that.

Baba walked in softly, Mom.

Swami was in an orange dress.

We prayed just now.

We felt sad that our Sai Meena was not lucky to meet Baba.

But look how Swami has shown Himself to our child?

True, dear.

Swami has not gone away from us even for a single moment.

He is always with us.

Anantha.

♪ When divine blessings

shine day or night. ♪

Swami is Truth.

In everyone's hearts, he is residing.

Swami is proof of this.

♪ The lamp in darkness

glows bright. ♪

♪ The moment we realise, You are everything in our lives. ♪

♪ The moment we know, You appear.

In our heart's atrium to protect us forever. ♪

♪ In every heart, You always shine.

Anantha; Infinite, eternal, divine. ♪

♪ Every step I take, You lead my way.

Boundless, endless, night and day. ♪

♪ Om...Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Om Sai Ram, a greeting divine. ♪

♪ Ever spreading a sacred sign. ♪

♪ Sathya Sai Ram, our

devotion's invocation. ♪

♪ Bringing peace and elevation. ♪

♪ Embodiment of truth are You. Eternal One, forever true. ♪

♪ Sai as Brahma, the creator. ♪

♪ Sai, Vishnu, always the sustainer. Sai, Shiva, the liberator. ♪

♪ You are our Mother;

our Father as well. ♪

♪ Our guide and world

in whom we dwell. ♪

♪ You are our Mother

and our Father divine. ♪

♪ Our teacher and world sublime. You guide us forever to shine. ♪

♪ Just Your name will do to get us through. ♪

♪ In silent delight, my heart takes flight. ♪

♪ In pure joy divine, my eyes with tears shine. ♪

♪ Our guiding star, never far. Great by nature You are. ♪

♪ Come back once again to heal all our pain. ♪

♪ Sai, light in my soul. My heart, my whole. ♪

♪ Our Lord always kind. Peace for our warring mind. ♪

♪ Sai, our shield from strife. Holy magic wand of our life. ♪

♪ Our shining guide, forever near.

In Your greatness, we always revere. ♪

♪ Return to us once more just as you were before. ♪

♪ Sai our saviour, Your glory is innate.

Your sacred grace none can replicate. ♪

♪ Come back once again to heal all our pain. ♪

♪ You must come again as before. ♪

♪ You must return to us once more. ♪

♪ Embodiment of truth are You. Eternal One, forever true. ♪

♪ Sai as Brahma, the creator. ♪

♪ Sai, Vishnu, always the sustainer. Sai, Shiva, the liberator. ♪

♪ Jai Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Sathya Sai Ram. ♪

♪ Your aura; a grand sight always. Holds me captive in sacred daze. ♪

♪ In your saffron robe bright.

You shine upon us, a radiant light. ♪

♪ That gentle smile is

a sermon unspoken. ♪

♪ Your gaze is love's

unconditional token. ♪

♪ In the hall You walked; an image divine. ♪

♪ My life walks along in time following Your footsteps sublime. ♪

♪ Heart beats with longing to see you again. ♪

♪ Time stays frozen in those memories then. ♪

♪ Awaiting the gentle imprint of Your feet.

Your Holy abode makes my heart complete. ♪

♪ If You return once more to hold our hand.

Your presence will sanctify our motherland. ♪

♪ Jai Sai Ram always. ♪

♪ We bask forever in Your Grace. ♪

♪ Sai Ram, we bow to Your truth and wisdom. ♪

♪ Your foresight guides us to freedom. ♪

♪ When divinity chooses a form to be. ♪

♪ Your sacred glance bestows grace on me. ♪

♪ When service becomes the path we choose. ♪

♪ Our life's true dharma we can never lose. ♪

♪ Puttaparthi became the (re)source of our strength in due course. ♪

♪ Truth and dharma in Your shrine revered on a pedestal Divine. ♪

♪ Principle of love You enlightened us. ♪

♪ Our life's foundation for eternal bliss. ♪

♪ With Your expressive eyes, moonlit aglow. ♪

♪ Crossing hurdles, our mind shall not bow. ♪

♪ Embodiment of truth are You. Eternal One, forever true. ♪

♪ Sai as Brahma, the creator. ♪

♪ Sai, Vishnu, our sustainer. Sai, Shiva, our liberator. ♪

♪ You are our mother and our father too. ♪

♪ You are our only guru. You are everything true. ♪

♪ When we chant Your name Sai hearts brim in a blissful sigh. ♪

♪ Tears of joy seen on lashes as a silver sheen. ♪

♪ Our guiding star, never far. Glorious by nature You are. ♪

♪ Come back once again to heal all our pain. ♪

♪ Return to us once more. Listen to our encore. ♪

♪ Sai Ram, the expression of gratitude. ♪

♪ Sai Ram, comfort for pains long endured. ♪

♪ Source of kindness; gentle as a river.

In every weary heart, as solace-giver. ♪

♪ Sai Ram, our hearts sing in praise. ♪

♪ Ever embraced by Your Grace. ♪