She calls me "Father"⁵

After I lifted her in our “Lifting Up the World with a Oneness-Heart” programme, the lady who cleans my hotel room gave such a soulful response. She stood in front of me and then knelt down very devotedly. Yesterday when I went upstairs to my room at about two-thirty, she was bringing flowers that somebody had offered me. She reached the door before me and said, “Father, let me open it.” She calls me “Father.”

She has received one of the pictures of me lifting her, but I thought that I would give her more pictures, so I kept them right next to the door of my room, on the table. They remained there for more than a week.

Finally I said to her, “Are these not the pictures of you?”

She said, “Yes.”

“Then why did you not take them?”

She said, “Oh, Father, how can I take them?”

I was so moved. When I offered her the pictures, she knelt down in front of me with folded hands and said, “Father.”

Then I requested her not to put so many pillows on my bed. Again she fell down on her knees and said, “Father, I will not do it.”

In the early days I never blessed people on their heads, specially ladies. After some years I started blessing people in this way. On this occasion I said to myself, “Now I have to bless her.” I did bless her. Then I said, “Kindly wait here.” I went into the next room and brought a twenty-dollar bill to give to her. When she saw that it was twenty dollars, her eyes became wide. I blessed her very nicely.

Whenever she gets the opportunity, she likes to kneel down and call me “Father.” In India everybody is “Uncle.” If you enter into a taxi, they call you “Uncle, Uncle.” They do not say “Father.” But this lady calls me “Father.”

We have been to many, many places, but I have never seen anybody on our Christmas Trips who is so devoted to me. This lady is really something. Look at her honesty! I left the pictures for her, but she did not take them. She waited for me to give them to her.