Champaklal's Treasures

Mother has come for Work

One day, during the later years, Mother had not been well physically. 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. I rushed out and called you all who where waiting on the terrace. And she went through the whole programme as if nothing was the matter with her health.

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