Contact with The Mother

"TO MY DEAR CHILD"

Once I was staying in the Golconde. A painter also lived there. One day he was painting a lily which bloomed in the pond in the courtyard. I liked the lily-painting very much. I asked him if he would give me that painting. Of course, he could not oblige, for, he said, he wanted to offer it to the Mother.

After one year, on 15th August, when I went to the Mother, she gave me the same piece of painting with these words on it:

“To my dear child,

With my love and blessings.”