There
was no permanent bridge over the river when I went to see Baba.
Instead, there was a narrow wooden bridge, and Baba was sitting at one
end of it. It was raining heavily, yet devotees were going there to
touch his feet. I remained standing in the temple and did not dare to
go to him. I prayed to the Almighty saying, "O God, bestow upon me such
devotion that I might bring Baba from the bridge into the ashram." When
everyone had come back after having his darshan,
I also went to him. As soon as I got there, Baba got up and said, "Who
are you? You made me get up from my samadhi
[a high state of blissful consciousness]."
The he walked back to his kuti with me.
-Shrimati Savitri Devi, Begumpul, Meerut
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