At vajreswari in Ganeshpuri, a suburb in Mumbai, there lived a saint by the name of Nana Aulia. Clad in dirty tattered clothes, he would lie down intoxicated with self-bliss on the road near the Ashram of Swami Muktananda. He appeared very simple but was a great spiritually evolved soul.
In those days people used to travel in horse-carriages; there were very few auto rickshaws. Once a Deputy Collector was going somewhere. Nana Aulia was sitting on the road in a leisurely mood, with one leg mounted on the other.
The Deputy Collector said to the driver, “Blow the horn and tell this beggar to be off the road.”
The driver said, “Oh no! it is Nana Baba! I will not tell him to go away.”
“Why? Does the road belong to him?” He got out of the car and started admonishing Nana Aulia, “You are sitting in the middle of the road! Do you think it is ok? Are you not ashamed of what you are doing?”
Nana Baba was lean-bodied but he got such a strength that he stood up, caught the deputy Collector by the ear and gave a tight slap on his cheek. People around became aghast. They guessed Nana Baba would be severely punished for this insulting treatment to the deputy Collector. But nothing of that sort happened. It is said that ‘The darshan of a sadhu brings all success in the would.’ The slap of a saint become the destroyer of sins and awakened the deputy Collector’s discriminative insight. As the saint’s five fingers hit the deputy Collector’s cheek, the effect of his five Vikaars, (lust, anger, greed, infatuation, delusion and jealousy) waned. He came back into his car and meekly asked the driver to turn the car back. Instead of going to do the assignment he had planned, he went back to his office and handed in his resignation. He thought, ‘Now I will not be a slave of these servants; I will not die amassing worldly things, material possessions. I will awaken my Real Self, the Immortal One. I will give up my Government job right away. I will now dedicate my life to the attainment of the real treasure.’ He became a mendicant just by a slap.
The Deputy Collector was mired in sense-enjoyments but became an accomplished saint just by a slap from Nana Baba!
Anybody from among you too can take to the path of God-realization and become an accomplished saint. A slap form Nana Baba did the job for the deputy Collector. Now what should I do? If you can achieve the goal with a slap, I am prepared for that and if you can do it by listening to satsang and parables, I am prepared for that as well. Just firmly determine to achieve the goal. A slap can do the job; an exhortation too can do it.
Do not entertain thoughts of fear, restlessness, anxiety or dejection. Always try to be peaceful, strong and joyful. Just wake up to your pristine glory. Do not brood over your weaknesses.
In those days people used to travel in horse-carriages; there were very few auto rickshaws. Once a Deputy Collector was going somewhere. Nana Aulia was sitting on the road in a leisurely mood, with one leg mounted on the other.
The Deputy Collector said to the driver, “Blow the horn and tell this beggar to be off the road.”
The driver said, “Oh no! it is Nana Baba! I will not tell him to go away.”
“Why? Does the road belong to him?” He got out of the car and started admonishing Nana Aulia, “You are sitting in the middle of the road! Do you think it is ok? Are you not ashamed of what you are doing?”
Nana Baba was lean-bodied but he got such a strength that he stood up, caught the deputy Collector by the ear and gave a tight slap on his cheek. People around became aghast. They guessed Nana Baba would be severely punished for this insulting treatment to the deputy Collector. But nothing of that sort happened. It is said that ‘The darshan of a sadhu brings all success in the would.’ The slap of a saint become the destroyer of sins and awakened the deputy Collector’s discriminative insight. As the saint’s five fingers hit the deputy Collector’s cheek, the effect of his five Vikaars, (lust, anger, greed, infatuation, delusion and jealousy) waned. He came back into his car and meekly asked the driver to turn the car back. Instead of going to do the assignment he had planned, he went back to his office and handed in his resignation. He thought, ‘Now I will not be a slave of these servants; I will not die amassing worldly things, material possessions. I will awaken my Real Self, the Immortal One. I will give up my Government job right away. I will now dedicate my life to the attainment of the real treasure.’ He became a mendicant just by a slap.
The Deputy Collector was mired in sense-enjoyments but became an accomplished saint just by a slap from Nana Baba!
Anybody from among you too can take to the path of God-realization and become an accomplished saint. A slap form Nana Baba did the job for the deputy Collector. Now what should I do? If you can achieve the goal with a slap, I am prepared for that and if you can do it by listening to satsang and parables, I am prepared for that as well. Just firmly determine to achieve the goal. A slap can do the job; an exhortation too can do it.
Do not entertain thoughts of fear, restlessness, anxiety or dejection. Always try to be peaceful, strong and joyful. Just wake up to your pristine glory. Do not brood over your weaknesses.
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