2. இள வயது வேதாந்தி இவன் உருவமே சாந்தி

பிறந்த-குழந்தை கிடுகிடுவென வளர்ந்து நின்றதாம்

கல்விசாலை செல்லநேரம் விரைந்து வந்ததாம்

பள்ளிசென்று கற்கத்-தேவை எதுவு..மற்றதாம்

மற்றவர்க்குக் சொல்லித்தர பள்ளி-சென்றதாம்

 

ஆடும்-வயதில் சிறுவர்-குழாம் அவனை-மொய்த்ததாம்

கூடி-அவனின் சொல்லைக்-கேட்க ஆவல்-கொண்டதாம்

கோடிஜன்மத் தவத்திலன்றோ அவனை-அடைந்ததாம்

நாடி-அவனை மானிடத்தின் நட்பு-கொண்டதாம்    

 

 சத்வ-உணவு சத்ய-உணர்வு என்றும்-கொள்ளுங்கள்

என்றும்-மிருக வதையை-நீங்கள் தவிர்த்து-நில்லுங்கள்

நடப்பில்-மேன்மை உதட்டில்-உண்மை கொண்டு-வாழுங்கள்

பிறவி-தந்த பெற்றவரை மதித்துப் பேணுங்கள்

 

இந்தவார்த்தை சொன்ன-பிள்ளை வயது-ஒன்பது

எந்த-உலகில் இந்தபிள்ளை பாடம்-படித்தது

மனித-உருவில் பிறந்து-தெய்வம் மண்ணில்-நடந்தது

நமது-நாடு கொண்ட-அரிய பேறு-தா..னது

 

இரந்துகேட்கும் வறியவரின் துயரம் நோக்கினான்

தனதுஉணவு தந்துஅவரின் பசியைப் போக்கினான்

வார்த்தை-மட்டி..லன்றிச்-செயலில் நடத்திக் காட்டினான்

சேவைஅன்பு த்யாகம்-என்னும் கொடியை நாட்டினான்

சிறிய வயதில் அவனிருந்தான் உலகத் தந்தையாய்

துரிய நிலையைக் கடந்த பெரிய தோர்வேதாந்தியாய் (2)

ப்ரேம-வடிவில் பிறந்த-சாயி சரிதம்-கேளுங்கள்

சரிதம்-கேளுங்கள் சரிதம்-கேளுங்கள் புனிதச் சரிதம்-கேளுங்கள் 

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Story Line

·        Lead a pious and Dharmic life right from young age

·        Gave dharmic advices to fellow children

·        Be vegetarian, Respect parents, honour friendship

·        Service to the needy.. gave away his food and took water

·        He acted like a Vedhanthi at a young age

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The little “Brahmajnani”
(Ref: https://www.srisathyasai.org/pages/sai-life-history-history.html)

Little Sathya soon became the pet of the entire village of Puttaparthi and the farmers and cowherds vied with each other in fondling it and feeding it and playing with its lovely silken curls. Its charming smile attracted everyone. Like a lighted lamp, Sathya moved about the house and laughter tinkled in the street when He lisped His sweet vocabulary of sounds.

The villagers soon started referring to Him as “Brahmajnani”, the knower and proponent of Brahman or Godhood. Even at a young age, Sathya was known for His extraordinary love and compassion towards creation and aversion towards harming any creature. His heart melted at human suffering. Whenever a beggar appeared at the door and raised his cry, Sathya abandoned His play and rushed in, to force His sisters to dole out grain or food. The elders in the house tried to dissuade Him saying, "Look here! You may give him food; but, mind you, you will have to starve." That did not daunt the child; He used to run inside and bring food to the hungry man at the door; and stay away from dinner or lunch, himself. Nothing and nobody could persuade him to come to His plate, which was left untouched!

While others in the family relished non-vegetarian food, little Sathya would advise them to desist from such cruel habits. Whenever such food was cooked in the household, the boy used to run to the Karnam's (village chief) house, and partake of the food offered by Subbamma, the aged lady residing there, for they were Brahmins and vegetarians.

So distinct was His behaviour that a wag once nicknamed Him "the Brahmin child"! Yes, it was a fitting description. Little did that wag know that, while in the previous body, this child, so laughed at now, had declared at Shirdi, "This Brahmin can bring lakhs of men on the White path and take them to their destination!"

The Philosopher  ( Reference : His story as told by Himself – Chapter 2)

DURING My childhood, several children of My age used to gather round Me, singing and dancing and happily spending their time. I used to teach them a lot of things during that time. I used to tell them, "Your mother undergoes a lot of suffering in bringing you up. She bears you in her womb for nine months and undergoes great physical suffering in giving birth to you. Your father also undergoes several difficulties in nourishing and nurturing you. Hence, you must love your parents, first and foremost. Never deviate from the path of truth in your daily life, under any circumstances. Never speak untruth to cover up your faults, fearing punishment from your parents. It does not matter, even if they scold you or beat you; you always speak the truth. The power of truth is far superior to even that of an atom bomb. There is no greater and powerful missile than truth. Truth alone will protect you. Then, the question arises in what manner truth must be spoken. It is said, Anudvegakaram vakyam Sathyam priya hitham cha yath. "The truth you speak should not display any emotion. If you want to speak the truth, it need not be said loudly and emotionally. Truth must always be spoken softly, lovingly and pleasantly

The evil qualities like anger, hatred and jealousy must be given up." Normally, when children come across an article of their liking, they feel like grabbing it. Hence, I used to teach them, "you should not covet others' property. In case you need a pen or a book, you take it from your classmates after obtaining their permission. Never take it without their knowledge".

There were a sizeable number of Muslims in Puttaparthi. They used to celebrate the festivals of Muslim Fakirs, in which the Hindus also used to participate. In that context, I used to teach the children, "It is not the religion that is important. Morality is important. In fact,

morality is the lifebreath of a person. Hence, cast of a your differences of religion and caste and be friendly with everyone. You also participate in the festivals of Fakirs

While I was teaching thus, one boy got up and told Me.Raju my parents will not agree to my participation in a Muslim festival. We are Brahmins. Then I explained. My  dear, first and foremost, you are a human being. Your religion is love and your caste is the caste of humanity.Therefore, you always keep that principle of unity as your goal." The parents of these children were, however, not happy with My teachings. They thought that I was spoiling young minds by My teachings. They, therefore used to quarrel with Me saying, "What Raju, you are spoiling our children, teaching that there should not be differences on account of caste and religion." But, I was very firm and used to argue with them that there was no religion greater than love in this world. I was not afraid of anyone. Why should I fear when I am speaking the truth? We can achieve anything in this world, with truth as our weapon.

One day, all the children gathered and discussed among themselves : "Raju is teaching us so many good things; but, are we able to implement even one among them?" Then, they introspected among themselves as to what extent each one of them had been able to put into practice My teachings. One boy stated, "I am trying to speak truth under any circumstances." Another boy explained, "I love God always. God is my mother, father and my very life-breath." His name was Kesanna. His mother was Buggapalle Acchamma. Poor woman, She used to earn her living by running a small pan shop selling cigarettes and beedies. Another boy agreed, "it is not possible to implement all the good things taught by Raju.

Nevertheless, I feel very happy to hear Raju explaining everyone those things. In fact, his very words make happy." Yet another boy started "How can we be indifferent when Raju is teaching so sweetly and lovingly!

I love Raju very much." In the end, all the children declared in one voice "Not only you, all of us love Raju very much

Thus, all the children around Me used to yearn for My love.

I used to gather the children and teach them a number of principles relating to spiritual sadhana. I used to advise them, "Dear children, you must take only satwic food.

You should not eat meat or fish." In those days, several people in this village used to catch fish from the village tank and sell them for consumption by the villagers. That was their profession. I used to tell them that it was not proper to kill so many living beings for the sake of their livelihood and it was a sin to harm the living beings. I also told them that they should desist from bad habits like smoking and drinking. It was customary in those days to organise bullock cart race. The villagers used to decorate their bullock carts tastefully and yoke the bullocks to the

Ten to fifteen bulky people with large sized tummies to sit in the cart and make the bullocks run faster and faster in the sand, by whipping them mercilessly. Unable to witness the great torture those dumb animals were made to undergo, I used to call the children one by one and tell  them, "Look, this particular cart belongs to your family. You tell your father not to beat those poor bullocks. You see to it that this does not happen again." Thus, I brought about a transformation in the elders through their own children.

Not only the bullock cart race, but competitions in cockfighting were also being held in those days in the villages. Knives were tied to the legs of the cocks and they were encouraged to fight with one another. It was a fight intended to kill the other. I used to counsel them saying, "This is a most cruel and evil practice. Instead of arranging a competition in killing the dumb birds, why don't you organise a competition among yourselves to improve your skills?" Gradually, this matter had reached the father of this body, Venkama Raju. He called Me and chided Me, "What! you are just a small kid. Why do you interfere in the affairs of the elders in the village? These are all unnecessary matters for you". I told him, "I am not interfering in the affairs of the elders in the village. They are torturing mute animals and birds, just for the sake of fun. I do not at all agree to this." He realised that it was futile to argue with Me. He then instructed Griham Ammayi (Easwaramma): at least, you tell him not to interfere with such matters." While serving food she tried to convince Me saying, "Sathya, why do you interfere with the matters pertaining to the elders? Your father does not like this. More over, you will get a bad name." However,I firmly replied to her, "I consider what I am doing good work. When I am thus engaged in good work, How can My name be ever tarnished?"

The grandfather of this body, Kondama Raju, then called the villagers and explained to them : "Look, our Sathyam is not doing anything bad. He is only doing a good thing. You should not hurt any living being. You should not organise these bullock cart race and cockfights. They will, at the end, cause enmity between one another. Ultimately, peace and tranquillity in the village gets disturbed." Thus, I could successfully prevent the bullockcart races and cockfights from being organised in Puttaparthi.

Every individual should help his fellow human beings, to the extent possible. You must visit the villages and slums in the towns and cities and help them to maintain clean and healthy environment. You must help the children by providing free food, clothing and education. If you can do this service, it will be of great help to the society. No only now, even from My childhood, I have been engaged in various service activities. I used to help others.Whenever a beggar stood in front of the house and asked for alms, the people in the house used to turn him away saying, "go, go, not now." But, I used to bring food fromthe house without their knowledge and feed those beggars. If somebody wanted clothes. I used to give away My old clothes. I am telling you the truth. I used to have only one set of shirt and trousers throughout the year in those days.I used to wear them at the time of going to the school and after coming home, I used to wash them daily, wrapping a towel around My body. After they were dried, I used to iron them with a brass jug-like vessel, putting live embers in it.

The Graham Abbai (Pedda Venkata Raju) never used to scold Me or beat Me. He used to jocularly say, "My dear, you are a great thyagi (renunciation). How can we rise to your level of detachment?" He used to call Me "Vedanthi “ (philosopher), so also the Griham Ammayi (Easwaramma). She also used to treat Me with great love and care.

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