<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817</id><updated>2009-11-14T10:58:21.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Experiences with Shirdi Baba</title><subtitle type='html'>This is just to share my experiences with Shirdi Sai Baba. His ways are unique, His love is unmatched.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-115009989147811310</id><published>2006-06-12T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:11:31.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Then we went to Tirupati. But unfortunately in Kalahasti my aunt lost her money and bank cards as well. We headed to TPT with heavy hearts. We had Kalyanam and also good darshan. That was the first time that I visited Tirupati after reading a book of his leelas and also after the quarrel. All my earlier visits were just visits feeling that HE is god and we were going there to pay respects thats </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/115009989147811310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=115009989147811310' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/115009989147811310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/115009989147811310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2006/06/then-we-went-to-tirupati.html' title=''/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-115009981858137322</id><published>2006-06-12T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:10:18.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My visit to Golagamudi in January 2006</title><summary type='text'>I have been in turmoil for 5 long years and to be frank baba ditched me. I lost all hopes in life. If people cheat, we complain to god. If god himself cheats, we have no one. That is the end. Unfortunately it happened to me. Baba to whom I look up to for every thing, who proved to me time and again that HE is with me had given a very big blow to my life. I am just a living dead now. Ofcourse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/115009981858137322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=115009981858137322' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/115009981858137322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/115009981858137322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-visit-to-golagamudi-in-january-2006.html' title='My visit to Golagamudi in January 2006'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-113153331674734966</id><published>2005-11-09T02:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:48:36.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Shirdi</title><summary type='text'>We returned to shirdi the same night by 9 pm. I wished to go for ShejArati and remain there for Kakad Arati in the queue but my parents refused. So I remained in the room. The next day we booked tickets for Sai Satya Vratam. Very few people are there. Only the first 4 rows are filled.But this time VIP disease attacked this place too. The first row is reserved for VIPs. I was little disturbed as I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/113153331674734966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=113153331674734966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153331674734966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153331674734966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-in-shirdi.html' title='Back in Shirdi'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-113153321179658496</id><published>2005-11-09T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:46:51.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Trayambak</title><summary type='text'>Trayambak, one of the Jyothirlingas and also the idol of Shivlinga is very different. The shivlinga here is the form of Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva. We can see the forms at 3 corners of the same linga. (I am not good at explaining this form. I wish we can see the idol in photos). The architecture of Trayambak temple is in the Hemadpant's style. One has to see the sculpture. So lively and lovely are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/113153321179658496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=113153321179658496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153321179658496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153321179658496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/11/visit-to-trayambak.html' title='Visit to Trayambak'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-113153316800294053</id><published>2005-11-09T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:46:08.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Panchavati</title><summary type='text'>We visited Nasik (only a temple with all marble idols and also Padmavyuham) and Trayambak earlier when we went on a trip to holy places in a tourist bus. But they didn't take us to Panchavati.Panchavati is an area of few acres where Rama used to live for 4 months during the Vanavasa period. (I wish the entire place is walled and there shouldn't be any residents but only trees to be planted.) We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/113153316800294053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=113153316800294053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153316800294053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153316800294053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/11/visit-to-panchavati.html' title='Visit to Panchavati'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-113153311087875889</id><published>2005-11-09T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:45:10.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Vani - Saptasringi goddess' abode</title><summary type='text'>We started by 7 am at Shirdi and reached Vani by 11 am. The temple is on seven hills like the lord Venkateswara. The condition of road is good and also the way is full of greenery. I could see many flowery crops(Bamti Poolu) and grape gardens.The ghat road on the hills is not so curvy. Even the climate is sunny. I haven't seen the picture of Saptasringi Devi until the vehicle was parked at a shop</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/113153311087875889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=113153311087875889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153311087875889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153311087875889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/11/visiting-vani-saptasringi-goddess.html' title='Visiting Vani - Saptasringi goddess&apos; abode'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-113153302960689533</id><published>2005-11-09T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:43:49.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How the place, Vani, came into picture!</title><summary type='text'>As our trip was scheduled for 3 days, I thought of going to Pandarpur. My mother likes the place a lot and me too. Also it has been a long time (2 years) since we visited Pandarpur. We boarded in 'Hotel Sachin' run by Sri Kumaraswamy, a resident of nellore. He asked us to stay in that hotel when we went to meet him in our previous trip to shirdi. He was not there but his people there provided us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/113153302960689533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=113153302960689533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153302960689533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153302960689533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-place-vani-came-into-picture.html' title='How the place, Vani, came into picture!'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-113153290869768026</id><published>2005-11-09T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:41:48.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My seventh trip to Shirdi</title><summary type='text'>I thought of visiting shirdi when my offer to the new company was confirmed. When I rang my aunt (mother's sister) to accompany us, my uncle (her husband) replied that we will go to Konark or some other place this time as we had visited shirdi few times. I made up my mind to go to some other place this time. Heart in heart I thought of going to Chennai if the trip to Konark do not materialise. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/113153290869768026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=113153290869768026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153290869768026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/113153290869768026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-seventh-trip-to-shirdi.html' title='My seventh trip to Shirdi'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-112262726932192625</id><published>2005-07-29T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T01:54:29.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messages</title><summary type='text'>It is my experience with baba during Feb 2004. I have a personal deadline for myself on Dec 2004 and so I am anxious on better job prospects and seriously looking out for a change. I decided to move to bangalore by resigning the job. How many times I open and seek permission, he didn't give me. But I was too busy in job that I find no time at all for personal things too. I badly thought of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/112262726932192625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=112262726932192625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112262726932192625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112262726932192625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/07/messages.html' title='Messages'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-112229272094249027</id><published>2005-07-25T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T04:58:40.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Surprise after the Chennai Trip</title><summary type='text'>Immediately after coming from Chennai, I mean on Monday, Vani akka (my roommate when I was studying M.Sc. She is a good friend of mine) , called me to her house as her mother came. Somehow I felt an urge to go there. Leg is still paining and my mother also not feeling well. But I insisted on going there.We alighted the bus near JNTU and rang to her to pick us up as we dont' know her house. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/112229272094249027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=112229272094249027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112229272094249027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112229272094249027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/07/sudden-surprise-after-chennai-trip.html' title='Sudden Surprise after the Chennai Trip'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-112212145917763805</id><published>2005-07-23T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T05:24:19.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My impression of the trip</title><summary type='text'>My trip to Chennai was very fruitful and there was no inconvenience at all except for the expenses (otherwise would be less) and the minor pain which didn't bother me in the least.There was a small story. I have been quarreling with baba for a long time and on tuesday (July 12th) I beated him. Means I gave punches on his image in the book. I was so angry that baba is not answering me at all and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/112212145917763805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=112212145917763805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212145917763805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212145917763805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-impression-of-trip.html' title='My impression of the trip'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-112212137514449552</id><published>2005-07-23T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T05:22:55.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Day in Chennai</title><summary type='text'>Visit to Shenoy Nagar and Mel MaruvatturActually my aunt from Cheepurpalli rang and invited us to her place as I was on leave. It was years that I visited their place. We were in a fix. My mother rang to another aunt in Tirupati and said that we may go there. My brother insisted to visit Nellore. My mom also wanted me to visit Maruvattur at any cost. I want to visit Shenoy Nagar temple and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/112212137514449552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=112212137514449552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212137514449552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212137514449552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/07/second-day-in-chennai.html' title='Second Day in Chennai'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-112212129257629688</id><published>2005-07-23T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T05:21:32.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day in Chennai</title><summary type='text'>As we are new to Chennai, we don't know how to go to my net friend's house. He has given the address as sms. I only know that we have to go to Velachery and then I have the direction. He has given the bus number and it is from the koyembedu station. But we dropped at Central station as one passenger told us that our destination is near from this place. By that time my leg is swelling like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/112212129257629688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=112212129257629688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212129257629688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212129257629688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-day-in-chennai.html' title='First Day in Chennai'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-112212119503328016</id><published>2005-07-23T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T05:19:55.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Permission to visit Chennai</title><summary type='text'>I started to Chennai last thursday evening. I was on leave from 15th to 22nd of this month. So I was in a fix whether to visit Chennai for Gurupurnima or start immediately. I read that one should tie the thread on thursday and fridays only. So I decided to start that thursday itself. My left foot is not good and is swelling with blood and pus. I wanted to go at any cost if Baba permit me. Earlier</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/112212119503328016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=112212119503328016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212119503328016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/112212119503328016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/07/getting-permission-to-visit-chennai.html' title='Getting Permission to visit Chennai'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111995715770600404</id><published>2005-06-28T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T04:12:37.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of Intermediate</title><summary type='text'>My interest in baba grew as such that I thought it is bad to apply creams to my face and show interest to makeup myself etc., I used to have many pimples and I haven't used any cream except Baba's Udhi. That to, for me, pimples, big in size, appeared on forehead too. But I never cared.Though I wished to be beautiful, I was least bothered about the comments in the college. I am very very confident</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111995715770600404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111995715770600404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111995715770600404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111995715770600404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/06/days-of-intermediate.html' title='Days of Intermediate'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111995709683379650</id><published>2005-06-28T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T04:11:36.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenth Holidays</title><summary type='text'>After the SSC results, when the group was decided, I had to think of the college. Our school's founder happened to be a friend of the founder of Aditya College, Nellore. So he suggested my uncle (who also is a teacher in that school) to join me in Aditya Junior College. Before that my dad asked me to get the applications and apply in govt. colleges. I used to ask Baba whether to go or not. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111995709683379650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111995709683379650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111995709683379650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111995709683379650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/06/tenth-holidays.html' title='Tenth Holidays'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111926903155436967</id><published>2005-06-20T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T05:03:51.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SSC Results</title><summary type='text'>It was only after 10th results that I became more attached to Baba. I am never a hardworking student. I just write what all I listen in the school in the days I attend. Thats it.All our teachers has great expectation on me. At that time, 1994, getting more than 500 marks is treated as good score. But I know I couldn't get because I didn't attempted the exams well. I made silly mistakes even while</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111926903155436967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111926903155436967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111926903155436967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111926903155436967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/06/ssc-results.html' title='SSC Results'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111926890401469810</id><published>2005-06-20T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T05:01:44.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days</title><summary type='text'>All my school days, he has been a friend to me. I never read Sai Leelamrutham. But I used to sing Aratis occasionally. We also have satsangs in our house. Those were the days of f'ship with HIM. I used to say what all happened in school. I used to share everything with Him.I changed school after 5th standard. Though teachers are very good, classmates are not that much cooperative. Somehow I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111926890401469810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111926890401469810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111926890401469810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111926890401469810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-days.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111926864327290279</id><published>2005-06-20T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T04:57:23.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever and Cure</title><summary type='text'>The first incident which I remember is when I was in 4th class. There used to be a cupboard before our bed. Me and my mother used to sleep on that bed. One night I got very high temperature suddenly. I couldn't take a nap. I woke up my mom and that day she is very sleepy (normally she wakes up even for a pindrop. She told me to take Vibhuti and sleep. I took the Vibhuti, applied it on my forehead</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111926864327290279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111926864327290279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111926864327290279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111926864327290279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/06/fever-and-cure.html' title='Fever and Cure'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111405759744921855</id><published>2005-04-20T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:26:37.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baba and Bunking School</title><summary type='text'>This blog is about my initial experiences with Baba after my first trip to Shirdi. At that time, we even used to do Satsanghs in our new house. Later on some how for one reason or other, we stopped.My dad is a sales manager and so he has to tour all over Andhra and near by states. My mother is a school teacher. My younger brother is used to study in our old school (where my uncle is working as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111405759744921855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111405759744921855' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111405759744921855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111405759744921855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/04/baba-and-bunking-school.html' title='Baba and Bunking School'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111389834763407247</id><published>2005-04-19T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T01:12:27.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirdi in Hyderabad</title><summary type='text'>This is about a dream where in Baba showed me that the place where Ammagaru (Smt. Alivelu Mangatayaru, Wife of Sri Ekkirala Bharadwaja) resides is itself Shirdi.To discuss about this dream, I need to share about my trip to shirdi on June 26th, 2004. After two weeks of my trip, I got a dream and in that I am in Shirdi. I was thinking like, 'Only few days back I visited shirdi, who took me again. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111389834763407247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111389834763407247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111389834763407247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111389834763407247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/04/shirdi-in-hyderabad.html' title='Shirdi in Hyderabad'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111389828773611450</id><published>2005-04-19T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T01:11:27.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B'day Gift</title><summary type='text'>June 26th is my b'day. After M.Sc., I used to ask Baba that what gift HE would give me on my b'day. I didn't get any response. May be when every second is HIS gift, what is there one should ask for? or else I might not have noticed. Last year, I thought of visiting Shirdi. But at that time there was no chance for me to go to Shirdi. I haven't given much thought to that wish feeling that it is not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111389828773611450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111389828773611450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111389828773611450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111389828773611450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/04/bday-gift.html' title='B&apos;day Gift'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111382043566135979</id><published>2005-04-18T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T03:33:55.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baba's visit to our house</title><summary type='text'>On Apr 15th, 2005, Baba came to our house as he told me few days back. Let me say that we, in our family, are not so anxious to see Baba in flesh or in dream. We are always contended by looking at Baba in his photos. But I am quarrelling with Baba and HE stopped talking to me from long back. Ever since I am not well emotionally. Though HE does the things for me, I feel very empty.One day I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111382043566135979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111382043566135979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111382043566135979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111382043566135979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/04/babas-visit-to-our-house.html' title='Baba&apos;s visit to our house'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111362487496932057</id><published>2005-04-15T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:14:34.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On first return from Shirdi</title><summary type='text'>After our return from Shirdi, we used to sing Aratis to Baba. Sejarati was a must then. Our neighbours who are just separated by a wall used to complain to us that we should sing in a low voice.  (Except my mother, all the 3 of us have loud voice. and our hymns at 10 PM disturbed our neighbours a lot.Still I am lazy to wake up early. That to, to take morning bath in the early hours is very alien </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111362487496932057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111362487496932057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111362487496932057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111362487496932057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-first-return-from-shirdi.html' title='On first return from Shirdi'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187817.post-111354035642970165</id><published>2005-04-14T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T21:45:56.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first trip to Shirdi</title><summary type='text'>When I was studying 5th class, we visited Shirdi. I think it was Jan 89. Mornings were problematic for me because it was very cold and my parents woke me up for Kakad Arati. We used to stand on the platform at the rear end of the Samadhi Mandir. I still remember very much. I used to sit and sleep everytime I heard 'Sachidananda Sadguru Sainath Maharaj Ki Jai' and my father lift me up and made me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/feeds/111354035642970165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187817&amp;postID=111354035642970165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111354035642970165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187817/posts/default/111354035642970165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saigrace.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-trip-to-shirdi.html' title='My first trip to Shirdi'/><author><name>saigeetika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000043727653165649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16350854477177989603'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>