Composition of Hazrat Amir Khusro
I am on the level of each of you. Whether poor or rich, small or big, I am like each of you, but I am approachable only to those who love me. Only those who can lose themselves in my love will find themselves in me. This is not idle talk but an authoritative statement: Eternally I have been and will always be the slave of my lovers.
– Meher Baba
Ae Ri Sakhi More Piya Ghar Aaye
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Ae Ri Sakhi More Khwaja Ghar Aaye
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Meher Baba’s Compassion
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ऐ री सखी मोरे पिया घर आए
भाग लगे इस आँगन को
बल-बल जाऊँ मैं अपने पिया के
चरण लगायो निर्धन को
मैं तो खड़ी थी आस लगाए
मेहंदी कजरा माँग सजाए
देख सुरतिया अपने पिया की
हार गई मैं तन-मन को
जिस का पिया संग बीते सावन
उस दुल्हन की रैन सुहागन
जिस सावन में पिया घर नाहीँ
आग लगे उस सावन को
अपने पिया को मैं किस विध पाऊँ
लाज की मारी मैं तो डूबी डूबी जाऊँ
तुम ही जतन करो ऐ री सखी री
मैं मन भाऊँ साजन को
चिस्त नगर के ख्वाजा आए
हमरे मन के राजा आए
मैं जारूंगी इन पलकन से
ख्वाजा पिया के चरणन को
ऐ री सखी मोरे पिया घर आए
भाग लगे इस आँगन को
22 February 1954 (Andhra Darshan Program),
. . . After the message was read, Meher Baba left the dais and sat on the ground with the people. Returning to the stage after a little while, he stated: “I am one of you, and that is why I have come down and sat on the ground among you all.”
Baba asked Ramjoo to read out his first three messages given in Vijayawada. Darshan then started, and it continued until 5:30. Almost 3,000 people took advantage of it. After it was over, Baba visited N. S. Murthi’s home, where Mrs. Tayaramma sang and arti was performed to him.
From there Baba proceeded to Venkata Ratnam Naidu’s residence. When the car pulled up near the doorway, a girl came out bearing the ubiquitous garland. Baba smiling, indicated to her, “Already I have a ton of garlands round my neck.”
Proceeding, Baba entered a lane inhabited by poor hut dwellers. It was 6:45 P.M. and growing dark. Approaching one hut with a cot outside, Baba sat down on the ground. It belonged to a mason, and a single kerosene light burned inside. Taken aback, the mason, named Bantumalli Lakshmadu, came out and sat near Baba. Baba was absolutely quiet, his fingers moving rapidly. After remaining there for five minutes absorbed in his work, he walked back to Naidu’s.
The mandali found out later that the old man belonged to the lowest caste of the Untouchables (Harijans). Since the caste system was strictly enforced in Andhra at the time, the old man had not gone to the public darshan program, because there were higher caste people in attendance. Before Baba had arrived at his hut, he had been thinking sadly: “How unfortunate I am. The Avatar has come, and he is giving darshan. Most of the people are there, but I cannot even have a glimpse of him. O God, if I could but see him!”
God not only heard this poor Untouchable’s prayer, but answered it. God came to his very own house. It was a very touching scene. The man was so elated that when Baba requested that he sit by him, he could not utter a single word.
He was dumbfounded. There were no words to express his gratitude for his good fortune in having Baba’s visit. So, in this way, the one who thought himself the most unfortunate received the most.
At Naidu’s residence, his daughter garlanded Baba, and since the man was ill, the daughter read out a letter to Baba wherein Naidu expressed his earnest wish to surrender at Baba’s feet.
Sitting down on his bed, Baba massaged Naidu’s legs and remarked, “I am feeling very happy. Think of me always. I am the Ancient One. I am Krishna.”
Prasad was brought to Baba, which he touched. He again assured Naidu, “It is not at random that I say I am the slave of my lovers. Until the last moment, repeat my name: Baba, Baba, Baba!”
Dhanapathy Rao informed Baba that Naidu was hard of hearing. Baba started to dictate, “I am also deaf. I listen only to very, very …” But before he could finish the sentence, the daughter began singing his arti, and without finishing his thought, he departed.
At eight o’clock that night, Baba with the mandali drove to Eluru, and the Masulipatnam lovers gave him a rousing send-off. On the way Baba felt thirsty and stopped the car near the village of Godavri. A man was standing by the road holding a lantern in one hand and a banana in the other. When the car stopped, he stepped forward and offered the banana to Baba after making obeisance. How he found out Baba’s car would pass that way was, and remains, a mystery.
There were no shops nearby, so proceeding a short distance further they found one called the Durga Cold Drink Shop. Eruch went inside to fetch soda water for Baba. Eruch himself cleaned the glass, and on the shopkeeper’s inquiring who it was for, Eruch answered, “My Master.”
“Which Master?” the man asked.
“Meher Baba,” he was told. The owner then went and took Baba’s darshan. He would not accept the cost of the aerated water, but when Baba told him to consider it as prasad, he took the offered amount. Baba then sent the mandali inside for cold drinks. Baba accompanied them and distributed the drinks, giving one to each with his own hands. How lucky the proprietor was to have God himself quench his thirst at his shop.
Baba and the group arrived in Eluru at 11:15 P.M. and went to Katta Subba Rao’s garden. At the entrance, women performed his arti, after which Katta led Baba inside to rest. Dr. Deshmukh with his son, Prabodh, joined the group at Eluru.
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Meher Baba’s Compassion
https://youtu.be/gkf-oO54JLE?t=24m41s
I am on the level of each of you. Whether poor or rich, small or big, I am like each of you, but I am approachable only to those who love me. Only those who can lose themselves in my love will find themselves in me. This is not idle talk but an authoritative statement: Eternally I have been and will always be the slave of my lovers.
– Meher Baba
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Meher Songs 