Sathya Sai Baba In Fits of Sobbing: Video Footage Confirms Earlier Accounts
Posted by Barry Pittard on March 5, 2011
It is known that Sathya Sai Baba has, more recently, gone into fits of sobbing – he, who has caused so many terrible and wracking tears to his countless victims from many countries.
In the years following November 1975, the year in which I first read of him, I increasingly thought that Sathya Sai Baba was transforming Indian society, and would transform not only India but many individuals from countries around the world. And that he would achieve this revolution in human consciousness on a far greater scale as time went by; indeed, on a scale unparalleled in history.
He has many times claimed that he will, effectively in his own lifetime, avert mankind’s worst catastrophe, and set it on the path to a golden age. (See a list of his claims, which the scholar Brian Steel has cited from among many more such claims that Sathya Sai Baba has made, over time, where he states that he is the pinnacle of avatarhood – in Sathya Sai Baba’s Claims of Divinity and Divine Powers).
Sathya Sai Baba is the would-be ‘God’ that failed. Well may he cry. His is a crying shame.
When I was 16 years old, I read Louis Fischer’s biography of Mahatma Gandhi – one who lived with a simplicity and an integrity that were a far cry from the extreme pomp and cirumstance with which Sathya Sai Baba has ever-increasingly surrounded himself. See: Sathya Sai Baba 85th Birthday No Celebration For Those He Has So Badly Hurt
Reading Fischer’s book was one of my most riveting and formative experiences. However, I could see that many of Gandhi’s co-workers paid lip-service to spiritual and ethical principles that were of the utmost importance to Gandhi and his closest associates in the fight for freedom from British rule. In any case, there were too many countervailing tendencies in a world in which, as never before, technology was in the ascendant. This grave tension lay at the heart of differences between Mahatma Gandhi and Pandit Nehru, the latter of whom was a modernizer.
For me, in personal terms, it meant that no matter how great their character, ideas and ideals, appearances across history of extraordinary individuals were insufficient to solve a great range of human conflicts. Far worse could be staved off, but far better could not be achieved.
This was true of both autocratic and democratic models, and religious and non-religious ones. Despite, here and there, the existence of some precious freedoms, there was another kind of problem: the terrible and daily inner conflict within relationships in an increasingly prosperous society. Not only the lack of healthy relationships within families but among citizens at large. In my country, Australia, the sociopolitical landscape was very different to many features to be seen elsewhere – such as gulags, concentration camps, venues of torture, tramping jackboots, neighbours spying on neighbours, with all the apparatus of the police state and so on. I felt that most of my countrymen, although having a generous if narrow side, were often bland, superficial, naive and isolated from the rest of the world.
Like many others, I lost the Christian faith of my forebears, and, from the 1960’s, along with some of the young of my generation, looked to traditions, such as ancient Indian ones, which were still extant. In my case, I found the sutras of the ancient rishi Patanjali elegant, rational and meaningful. I also enjoyed – although at the level of myth and allegory – certain aspects of ancient Indian culture such as the stories from the Mahabharata, as well as certain saint traditions – in which exemplary lives triumphed over sectarianism and dogma – in particular, accounts of the life of Shirdi Sai Baba.
The hunger and thirst of ardent seekers were very great.
Internally, Australia (since its British origins) had experienced almost no martial conflicts, and the ones that did occur were small-scale. Many of the war-induced emotional scars were those of service personnel who, in large numbers, served in foreign fields in two world wars and other major and lesser military conflicts. Apart from the often very hidden emotional and physical harms intruding from these engagements into the Australian psyche, there was another great harm – again often not obvious. This was the thoughtless hedonism and materialism that came with post-war prosperity, where possession of objects now gripped the acquisitive mind and governed a sense of personal value. Corporations rode ever higher, just as their skyscrapers did. Old community values which had brought coherence to a simpler society often yielded to the growth of sprawling urban conurbations, where neighbourliness increasingly disappeared, and a selfish individualism asserted itself.
The effects of a failed, would-be avatar of all avatar’s, and one possessing a genius to deceive a great many, and a venality to hide, are also very great.
Now 85 years old and both mentally and physically unstable, with many of his predictions abysmally failed, along with countless promises (such as of healing people), it is little wonder that Sathya Sai Baba, from our reliable information, has been seen to weep for hours of a day. Last November, his sobbing has even been captured on video and can be seen by clicking HERE. See my article: Sai Baba Breaks Down and Sobs At 85th Birthday Celebration (Video Footage), Posted by Barry Pittard on December 31, 2010.
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