PACHMI PARKASH - Global Sikh Studies

Baba Ji smiled with compassion and said, “Alright! Next time don’t talk bad of the
Lords Saints and don’t wish badly on them. Now go and your further generation will
blossom.”
Listening to Baba Ji’s words, this Pataan lady felt great relief as with a glimmer of
hope she made her way back to what remained of her life, to bring up her one and
only precious child.
Now whilst this child was growing up at the age of 15, some devotees of Hoti
happened to be passing through the same area making their way to see Baba Ji, when
suddenly some trouble makers from the village began to taunt the boy by saying that
these people passing through and their Guru had cursed his family and killed them all
and that he was so spineless that he was unable to take revenge. The intentions of
these individuals were that they would get him to create trouble so he also would die,
resulting in them taking all his families land and property.
The boy being young and spoilt was easily led and fell straight into their trap and
began to plot his revenge. When the devotees made their way through he set some
wild dogs onto them, but when his mother found out of this incident she herself
chased him with a knife saying, “If you really wish to die with the words of a Holy
Man let me kill you with my own hands.” The boy ran off and the mother was
extremely upset and went to the Hoti camp were she fell at Baba Ji’s lotus feet asking
for help, explaining that her son’s mind had been poisoned.
The Shaastras describes four types of suffering:
1. One suffers if they don’t have a son.
2. If the son is retarded.
3. If the son is physically disabled.
4. If the son has turned out with bad qualities and a bad personality.
Baba Ji said, “I know of this all, in order for their own selfish gain, people have
taunted him and poisoned his mind but now he will not die as I have made him mine
and no matter how much one tries to poison his mind or trouble him none will be able
to even touch a hair on his head.”
As no matter if one is poor or rich, for a mother the son always has a sacred place in
her heart.
The mother was totally overcome with joy with such sweet words, as Baba Ji had
placed the nectar of life into a dying ones mouth. Returning home she gave charity in
joy to the homeless and needy, and she decided to marry the boy in order to tame his
behavior. But still even after marriage his behaviour continued and the bad company
he was keeping did not help, both his mother and wife tried their best but to no avail.
Being from a rich household he had been spoilt and one night the boy taking 500
rupees, left home running off to Calcutta where for three months he roamed around
wasting all the money until eventually his pockets were empty.
He had never worked in his life and so was unable to get any kind of job. Soon the
situation became very dire for him, hungry and homeless with no money. His mother
and wife not knowing his whereabouts were suffering through worry, was he even
alive? As they had not even received any message or letter.
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