My Savitri work with the Mother

08 February 1967

I wrote to the Mother whether it was necessary to display the four volumes of Meditations on Savitri along with the Savitri paintings at the Exhibition Hall. She replied:

8.2.67

My very dear little child Huta

Yes, it is good to have some copies of "Meditations on Scrvitri" at the exhibition. I am sure everything will be all right.

With all my love

On the 8th in the evening I went to the Exhibition Hall for a check-up. When I entered the first room, I saw my beloved Savitri smiling at me!

I read the Mother's writing:

Truly there was Savitri in full living presence in the Exhibition Hall. I was happy—very happy indeed. I saw each and every painting and could not keep back my tears. Each painting was living. I could not believe my eyes that I could do all these paintings. But all was the Mother's Grace and her own creation. I was profoundly grateful to the Mother for using me for her purpose. As always my aspiration was:

O Divine, prepare me, make me worthy, and use me always for your cause.

The arrangement was simply superb, but a few paintings had got upside down; they were put straight when I pointed out the oversight.

It is well known that the Mother was a fine artist who excelled in drawing and sketching as well as oil-painting. When she started teaching me how to draw objects I realised how engrossed she would be when doing sketches. While explaining Savitri to me and showing me the way to paint it, the Mother simply poured her heart out in expressing through a few strokes the whole vision of each selected passage.

On 18th July 1966 I went to the Mother for the Savitri work. After the work I told her:

Mother some people have said that you are preparing to go...

She laughed softly and answered:

Yes, people think like that. It is a falsehood And a falsehood has no influence on the Truth. But the Truth has an influence on falsehood. Let them think as they like...

I said:

Mother, somebody also asked me, 'How can the Mother do sketches when her hands are shaky?' Some others think you are suffering from paralysis. Everything is awful. These people are really ridiculous!

The Mother replied with surprise:

Oh, but my hands are not shaky, and I am quite all right. You see, my child, ever since I retired people have started imagining all sorts of things. But it is a mistake. I do my work all the same.

In this context, I later asked the Mother:

If you kindly permit, I greatly wish to exhibit your sketches along with the paintings of Savitri. If you trust me, I shall have them best displayed.

She smiled sweetly and said:

Yes, I leave this matter to you. Do whatever you like.

I said joyously:

Mother, I am honoured and happy. I am eager to show people these sketches, because some have thought that one of your hands was too shaky to draw anything. After seeing hundreds of your sketches they will realise that there is no shakiness in your hands.

The Mother was extremely happy and caressed my cheeks.

So along with the Savitri paintings, many of the Mother's sketches were also exhibited.

I asked the organisers to write:

The Mother's sketches of Savitri paintings.

Further, I asked them to place all the Mother's sketches in glass show-cases, so that people might know and appreciate them.