Day By Day With Bhagavan 24-2-46

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24-2-46 Morning

About 10-30 a.m. Mrs. Taleyarkhan came near Bhagavan, stood at his feet and asked, “May I say a few words, Bhagavan?” and continued, “I have a great friend, Mrs. W., wife of a prominent official in Los Angeles. In 1942, when I was here, I received a letter from her while I was sitting in this hall. It was a heart-rending letter in which she detailed how her husband fell in love with another woman, got a divorce decree and married the new woman. She was a most beautiful woman, Bhagavan, and they had already a girl about seventeen years old. She was a great society woman and it was impossible that any event of any social importance would take place without her being there. So she felt the grief immensely and wrote it all. I was moved terribly and keenly felt for her and prayed mentally to Bhagavan for her relief. I wrote Backto her, sending her a small photo of Bhagavan, and told her, ‘Don’t be downcast. Your husband will come Backto you. I am now with such and such a great personage. I am sending you a small picture of him. Have it on your table. I shall daily pray to him on your behalf. You too pray to him. You will see that you get relief. ‘ But the friend – what do they know about Bhagavan and such things – was disconsolate. She wrote back, ‘What you say is impossible. He won’t come back.’ I wrote again, ‘Nothing is impossible with our Bhagavan. So just go on as I have advised you to do. ‘ And now, Bhagavan, I have her letter by air-mail today that her husband has come Backto her and she is going to set up a new home again. She writes, ‘The impossible has happened. Your “gentleman” (meaning Bhagavan) has really worked a miracle. Now, I and my husband must come and see him. We want to fly and visit your Master, though the passage costs a lot. Please let me know whether there is a hotel there where we can come and stay’. I have always been praying to Bhagavan for this friend and I am glad Bhagavan has done this for her. I feel so grateful and was moved to tears when reading this letter here now.”

I added, “What is there impossible for Bhagavan?” and told Bhagavan, “Only last evening Shroff was complaining to me about his having to go to Delhi. He said, ‘It is the hopelessness of the situation that pains me most. There does not seem to be any chance of my coming here again. If I was certain that once in six months or even once a year, I could be visiting here, I would not feel the separation so much. It is the impossibility of it all that worries me’.” And I told Shroff the same thing that Mrs. T. told her friend:

“There is nothing impossible at all where Bhagavan is concerned. You may get transferred to Madras. You may grow so rich suddenly as to possess a small aeroplane of your own. What is there that cannot happen by His Grace?”

Mrs. Osborne told Bhagavan, “Kitty has written a letter and in it has sent her love to Bhagavan.” Bhagavan, turning to me, said, “She has become shy now. When she was going she made her father come and tell me her message ‘I hope Bhagavan won’t forget me’. And I told her, ‘You don’t forget Bhagavan and Bhagavan won’t forget you’ “

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