Our True Friend

Hazur Maharaj Ji arrived in Detroit on May 26, 1970, continuing with his usual busy routine of satsang, darshan, interviews and initiation. One afternoon, an incident occurred that adds meaning to the oft-repeated statement that we must become like little children. The Master was with a group of children – babies of a few months up to children of ten years. The children beamed on seeing Maharaj Ji, and a few could not contain themselves and ran up to him. One four-year-old boy caught hold of the Master’s two index fingers and stared up at him. The boy held on as the Master moved his hands about, playing with him. Finally Maharaj Ji laughingly asked, “Do you have any friends?” “No,” he whispered, “Just one.” “And who is that?” Maharaj Ji asked. And the little boy, angelically looking into the Master’s face from a distance of about one foot and still hanging on to his fingers, withdrew his right hand and, pointing his finger right at the Master’s nose, said, “You.”

This brief dialogue deeply moved all the satsangis present, for in this world of changing relationships guided by selfishness, who else but the Master is our true friend?
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