He gently tended a leper’s sores and nursed him till he got better while the rest of the people from the village hesitated to go near him. Sai led a very simple life at the village.For whatever good he did, he never expected anything in return. For food, he would go to a few houses in the neighbourhood and beg.
Some women would turn him away at times, but he would gently plead with them, saying. “You have so much food in your kitchen, why can’t you spare some for a fakir.”
Sai was always so gentle in his speech that upon hearing his words, the women would fall to the ground and touch his feet. And of course, give him much more food than he could eat.
Not only did he collect food for himself, but also for the poor. Sai was a very caring man and whatever he got through begging from the houses in the neighbourhood, he shared with poor people he met along the way.
Sometimes, he would remain hungry himself, so that he would be able to feed the needy.
Sai also spent some of his time, in the mornings, in the Lendi Gardens. There, he would be busy planting trees and flowers of different varieties. And whatever he planted and sowed always blossomed into beautiful plants, flowers or fruits. It was here that he also came to be known as the ‘Divine Gardener’.
Sai was very fond of the company of children and would sit outside most of the day, when he was not busy helping someone.He would tell them about God and of how both Ram and Rahim are the same but with different names. The children were drawn towards his pure heart and simplicity.
In Search Of Mustard Oil
One day, during the festival of Diwali, Sai Baba had given permission to the people to celebrate the festival at the mosque. So people started decorating the mosque and prepared the feast. However, they found that there was no mustard oil to light the lamps with. So Sai set out to the shopkeepers to ask for some oil. But the shopkeepers refused to help him.