Champaklal Speaks

Mother has Come for Work

One day, during the later years. Mother was ill. After her sparse breakfast, she asked me: “Champaklal, what shall I do, rest or work?”

C: “Work, Mother.”

Mother: “Why?”

C: “You have come for work. Mother.”

Mother: “All right, call the people.”

She said it so readily and sweetly that I rushed out and called all those who were waiting outside on the terrace beside the Music room. And she went through the whole programme as if nothing was the matter with her health.

On some occasions when sadhaks threw their weaknesses or ill- will on Mother, her distress was obvious when she looked at me. And I would say, “Mother, you have come for that.” At times she would smile; at times there was no expression.