Updated Wednesday, Apr 20, 2011 0900 Hrs. IST
Morning Bulletin that was released at 0800 hrs. reads as follows:
Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba continues to be in a critical state of health. Although His vital parameters and indices are nearly normal, yet the condition of the liver and intermittent episodes of low blood pressure are still a cause of worry.
He continues to be on assisted ventilation to help His lungs and on CRRT to assist His kidney functioning.
The panel of doctors are watching Him round the clock and giving all the necessary treatment to keep Him in a stable state of health.
And in the township, the previous evening it was clearly a play of rain and reign…the natural elements were openly lending their support to the persistent pledge of prayers, by not only the residents of Parthi, but devotees all over the world, in whose hearts Beloved Bhagawan reigned supreme. The roar of thunder fuelled the storm of devotion in every heart, the gusty winds carrying their devoted fervor echoing into the ether, only to mingle with fresh wisps of adoration throughout the planet.
The rain did not dampen the will of Parthi but delivered their spirits into the realm where the benevolent, limitless One reigned absolute.
Prayers, a myriad chants, devotional hymns, continued in respective homes and temple complexes. Some took rounds, circumambulating the shrine while others did surround the deity with adulation. From offering garlands made up of betel leaves to Hunumanji, seemingly asking him to carry their message to Sai Rama, to festoons of fragrant flowers, devotees continued their efforts to woo their dear Lord.
Keeping in mind the whimsical, fathomless and mysterious ways of the One, Who sat under the Neem tree in Shirdi, it appeared to them, that the same mystifying, inexplicably mystical phenomenon had been carried forward into Parthi. Erring humanity had to be taught lessons that would wake them up from their slumber.
They had made a firm choice – Ours is not to question why… ours is but to follow Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai.
And so it was, that the towering inferno of their trust, faith, love and hope was not to be overcome or disturbed by the tiresome tirade of tattered tongues