"Baba was fond of cooking for his devotees. Wood was burning in the chullah (clay stove) and the ragi gruel was boiling in the pot. Baba pulled up his sleeve and immersed his right hand into the boiling gruel and stirred it many times. Evidently, there was no effect of the boiling ragi on his hands. Many people witnessed this sort of cooking done by Baba. Baba himself distributed his food to all devotees, and even to animals and birds who happened to come to his Masjid at that time."
Shivamma used to travel alone to Shirdi to see Sai Baba three to four times a year, despite her husband's growing unwillingness. She used to stay in Shirdi for a few days at a time, having his darshan and witnessing his powers in play.
Soon Shivamma became so attached to her Guru, that she started chanting his name in her household and thus grew disinterested in regular worldly life. She says, "Baba treated me as a daughter and showered his grace on me. On many occasions, I was the sole witness to his miracles." One extraordinary 'yoga' practice Baba used to do was called Khand Yoga. She explains, "One of my visists to Shirdi was around 1915. I witnessed a very horrible thing; I was staying in a rented room close to the Dwarka Mai. There was no latrine in that house, and one night at 1:30 am I had to out in the open space some distance away to urinate. It was pitch dark. As I walked near the Dwarka Mai in the street, something like a wooden log hit my feet. I took it up. To my horror, it was the leg of a human body with blood on it. I put it down at once and moved ahead in fear.
After about five to six feet I hit upon another mutilated part of a human body-it was a full arm cut off from the shoulder. I was dreadfully frightened. At once I ran to my room and closed the door immediately." Shivamma thought that someone might have murdered Shirdi Sai, and she could not sleep all night weeping and crying.
She continues, "At about 5 am I got up from my bed and mustered some courage to peep through the window of my room towards the Dwarka Mai Mosque. To my amazement I saw Shirdi Sai Baba sitting in the open courtyard silently smoking his chillum (pipe). I went at once and narrated to him the experience from the previous night." Baba then told her, "Daughter Rajamma, I had done my Khand Yoga last night, which I do sometimes. I separate my limbs from my physical body, and then my physical life is no more there. My Spirit have seen you moving in the street and stumbling against my mutilated legs and head."
He had further told her that he would teach her the techniques of Khand Yoga, which she refused to accept. Shivamma says, "To my knowledge, he did not make such an offer to anyone among his countless devotees during his lifetime."
Another 'yoga' she witnessed Baba doing was Dhauti Yoga, where the Mahatma used to swallow a long cloth, about 20 feet, and then pull it out of his mouth by the local well. This was Shirdi Sai's way of 'cleaning the intestines'.
It gets more intense: "On some occasions, Baba used to take me to the well outside Shirdi. There he used to do another thrilling yoga. He would take out his intestines from his mouth, wash them with water, and then spread them by the well. He would entrust me the responsibilities of guarding his intestines from eagles, crows and other birds, because I was his Sishya (disciple). After the intestines being dry, Baba swallowed them again."
For his devotees Baba was a very patient and caring Guru. He knew about their past, present, and future and would deal with each case according to this. At times, he would also become very angry and scold people but his anger was a facade for disciplining his follower. He taught his followers and disciples the higher truths of spiritual life in very simplified words through depicting real life stories, parable, and the accounts of previous lives of many persons, and also other creatures. Shirdi Sai Baba, the incredible saint of Shirdi, left his mortal frame (Mahasamadhi) on October 15, year 1918.
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