{"type":"rich","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Transistor","provider_url":"https://transistor.fm","author_name":"The Essential Sai Satcharita","title":"Chapter 1","html":"","width":"100%","height":180,"duration":549,"description":"It was during the early 1910s that Hemadpant went to visit Baba in Shirdi. It was then that he first witnessed the following incredible leela of Baba, and was inspired to write Baba's life story in the ensuing chapters of the Sai Satcharita. \r\n\r\nOne morning, in Dwarkamai, Sai Baba sat at the grinding stone after completing His morning rituals. Carrying a scuttle-like basket in His hand, Baba went towards a bag of wheat and began taking its contents out in a rather hurried manner; filling cupfuls of wheat up to the brim and straight into the basket. Baba then spread out another empty sack on the ground near Him. He placed His grinding quern on it and attached its wooden peg firmly in place so that it would stay secure while grinding.\r\n\r\n\r\nGetting Himself ready to grind, Baba rolled up His sleeves, tucked in the folds of His kafni, and then sat down near the grinding quern with His legs spread outward. \r\n\r\n\"What is this sudden idea – that of grinding wheat?\" Hemadpant thought to himself. Puzzled as he was, he continued to think, \"To a poor penniless one, without attachment to any material possessions, why should there be any anxiety about worldly things?\" However, with His head bent downward, Sai Baba had taken a firm hold of the handle of the quern. Baba kept rotating the quern stone with His own hands intensely, as if He were crushing something more than just wheat, with enmity and hatred, into the flour. \"Many a saint had I met before; but here was the one grinding wheat at a quern! What pleasure could grinding give Him? Only He can understand His strange ways!\" People watched Baba in astonishment, but no one dared ask Him what He was doing. \r\n\r\nAs the news of this activity travelled, residents of the village came running and a crowd gathered. The women gasped for breath as they ran. Four of them hastily rushed up the steps of Dwarkamai and held Baba's hand, seizing it as they snatched the handle of the grinding stone away from Him. Baba retaliated and began...","thumbnail_url":"https://img.transistorcdn.com/QnnIKBNwZIUwRq7hoOOyIf5L6ic1pME-TnhP441Ez4M/rs:fill:0:0:1/w:400/h:400/q:60/mb:500000/aHR0cHM6Ly9pbWct/dXBsb2FkLXByb2R1/Y3Rpb24udHJhbnNp/c3Rvci5mbS9zaG93/LzEyNDgyLzE1OTQ4/ODUxODItYXJ0d29y/ay5qcGc.webp","thumbnail_width":300,"thumbnail_height":300}