Missing You..... [Dadaji]

12. A Great Mentor [Part-1]

Serene In Ups and Downs

~English Translation of above shloka, in the image : [Dadaji used to recite me this shloka so often. Now I realise he followed everything he was advising me.]

The Sun rises red in colour and sets just red as well. Similarly great people remain same in their pleasures and pains.

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Dadaji did never get panicked for anything, ever. Even in tough situations he was serene and got through them with peaceful mind and so did he in his pleasures as well.

I don't know what may you think after reading the following incidents I am going to tell you about, but I really felt an urge to pen them down for you to know everything about my great Dadaji.

When in trouble :

🐐In the olden days Dadaji reared some domestic animals- Cows and Goats, when he was practicing in Achrol. Achrol ! A completely wild area for being situated at the bottom of the hill. The house where he lived was also somewhere nearby at the foot of the hill that one could see things happening up there on mountain to a certain extent. In those days, a shepherd used to be appointed for all the domestic animals of villagers, who in the evening took them to a field for grazing for a particular period of time and brought them back safely to their respective owners. Once our two goats didn't return till it got dark while others' had returned even the shepherd had too.

Everyone at home was tensed for them being caught by any wild animal and killed as it was getting darker and them both probably had climbed a little high at mountain as they weren't being visible up there from home. It seemed they might had forgotten the path. The cause for anxiety was a fear of something untoward because there used to be a terror of leopards for attacking the domestic animals even at homes and they were there in open this time.

Dadaji was out yet. When he got to home and knew about the goats' not arrival when it had been dark already. He remained calm and went upstairs at terrace putting his khadau [Indian treditional wooden slippers] on. He just called them once and paced back and forth making a loud clack sound of his khadau, which alerted the goats a little. It was so because Dadaji heard them bleating after that. Dadaji continued to make that sound loud enough for them to hear until they registered it completely. Several seconds later they appeared in the sight at which Dadaji called them out from his place with so much affection. The moment those poor beasts looked at Dadaji, they came straight down running towards the direction, where Dadaji was standing. Several minutes later when he thought that they might had arrived somewhere near, he came downstairs to get those innocent animals home.

I can't just imagine how wonderful that moment might had been when they met eventually and got home safe. Certainly Dadaji had a phenomenal personality, who cared even for pathetic creatures as well.