It was in 1945. I had fever and a severe headache so much so that it was extremely painful to move my head one side or the other. I had only to lie down in bed in one position.

Someone told me that the Mother did not like people to lie in bed when they were not well: it was always better to move about usefully and then one was more easily cured. Because of the acute headache there was nothing for me but to rest till I would meet the Mother at about 6-30 p.m., when she used to see a group of young boys apart from other sadhaks.

At the right time I managed to leave my bed and went to the Mother. The staircase door was closed and we waited outside. Surprisingly enough for a boy of such young age who knew little of the Mother’s action, I already felt a bit relieved.

After some time, when she opened the door, I told her about my condition. As she blessed me with a touch of her soft fingers on my head, I found that not only was I cured instantaneously and completely but was full of joy and peace, as if nothing had ever happened.

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