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Immediately she looked at me and observed, "No, child, money too is a necessity. Look here, Kali1 runs after money only."

   On 24th December, 1915, I went with my family to see the Mother at the Udbodhan house. My wife was carrying in her hand some sweets. Revered Golap-Ma was putting them aside with the idea of offering them to the Master some other day, when the Mother objected, saying, "Well, don't do that. Please offer now to the Master whatever my daughter-in-law has brought. This will bring good to her." The next morning my wife went to see the Mother. On returning home in the evening she told me, "Today the Mother showered her grace so abundantly on me that its memory will give me joy forever. At about nine or ten in the morning the Mother had puffed rice and fried peas purchased for three Paise. Placing them on her apron and taking her seat on the floor, she began to leisurely partake of the snack. She now and then offered me a handful, saying, "Dear, take it please." Compared to various delicacies I had previously taken, the joy in eating this puffed rice was something unique. At noon the Holy Mother asked me to massage her feet. She also asked me to air her bedding in the sun. She thereby greatly favoured me by accepting my humble services. Besides, I had the following conversation with her.

   Disciple: Mother, can I offer cooked food to the Master? Mother: Yes, you can offer cooked food. The Master was fond of Sukta (a quasi-bitter preparation).

   Disciple: Can I offer him preparations of fish?

   Mother: Yes, you can. While offering them, you have to utter the prescribed Mantras.

   Then-the Mother asked, "Does my son (thereby meaning the lady's husband) take fish?"

   Disciple: Yes, he does.

   Mother: Yes, he should take as much as he likes.

   In the course of conversation I remarked, "Mother, poverty is stalking the whole country as an offshoot of the World War. How much the people are suffering! Food and clothings have become very costly!"

   Mother: In spite of these sufferings, people do not become sensible.

   Disciple: Mother, will this War bring us good?

 

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1 Kali or Kalikumar was the third brother of the Holy Mother.


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