One afternoon Sai Baba summoned Kondaji Sutar and said to him: “Go, your field is on flrel” Frightened, Kondaji ran to his field and. The heat was intense as only those who have lived in Shirdi know. Once, harvesting in Shirdi had been completed and the foodgrains of the entire village had been stored in a yard. “You could have refused to give me the oil, but did you have to say that you didn’t have fresh stocks?” he admonished them. Wouldn’t Sai Baba kindly pardon them? Sai Baba pardoned them, but he warned them never to lie again. The matter came to the notice of the grocers who now came to Sai Baba with profuse apologies. The lamps continued to burn deep into the midnight. Into those earthenware lamps he poured water and lighted the wicks. Without a word of protest Sai Baba returned to the masjid. But there came a time when the grocers got tired of giving oil free to Sai Baba and one day they bluntly refused to oblige him, saying they had no fresh stocks. He had made it a rule to light earthenware lamps in the masjid every evening and he would call on the grocers for small donations. But for the oil needed in those little earthenware lights that he lit, he depended on the generosity of the grocers of Shirdi. Long before Sai Baba’s fame spread, he was fond of burning lights in his Masjid and other Temples.
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