On the way back from Virupaksha Cave, the cubs were skipping along happily.
Arunacub asked Mum Lioness: Do you think the bird will fly ?
Mum Lioness looked at Tiru and asked him why he had been so insistent on going to the cave?
He told Mum Lioness that in the morning when they were scampering outside, they had seen this bird on a tree. Arunacub heard its call and was convinced it was crying for help. "We all prayed to Bhagavan to save it!"
But then why did you not tell me when you came back. The cubs were silent.
Then Tirucub said, "We forgot about it!"
Arunacub said, "We had prayed to Bhagavan, and then surrendered the bird to him. So we forgot!"
"Actually Spotty told me not to tell you.", said Om cub.
Mum Lioness looked back at Spotty who quickly hid behind Omcub.
"Spotty said that Mum Lioness would feel sad for the bird, so don't tell her. And we didn't want you feeling sad or hurt.", said little Om in Spotty's defence.
The next morning they were on their way to Virupaksha cave to check on the bird. On the way they saw an injured crow on the way. It was trying to fly. Om cub noticed that one wing was injured.
"Bhagavan, now what will you do about this crow?" asked one cub.
They again prayed to Bhagavan to save the crow. The cubs were not clear what they should do.
Picking it up may frighten it. When Om cub approached it, it immediately jumped and tried to fly a few feet away. So they decided to let it be.
"Take it into your arms, O Bhagavan", they all prayed. Little Spotty blew some kisses to the crow asking it to think of the Lord.
And then a few minutes later the crow moved, it lifted both its wings and flew to a nearby tree. The cubs felt a little better and moved on.
When they were nearing the cave, Tiru cub cried out, "Look, the bird!!"
The bird (injured yesterday) was hopping about near Bhagavan Ramana, flapping its wings. The cubs quickened their pace.
The attendants were smiling, everyone present was happy that the bird's wing was healing, something that seemed unlikely the previous day.
Then Bhagavan pointed to the window. The cubs looked there. The attendant told them that this crow has just reached here with an injured wing. Somehow it knew that this was the place to come! It came here and almost fell at Bhagavan's feet as though it had reached its sanctuary. Bhagavan picked it up like a mother would pick its newborn child. He then put some ointment on its wing and bandaged it with a little cloth.
The cubs could see the love and fatherly affection pouring out of Bhagavan's eyes. Each living creature was His own child. The crow looked up, into Bhagavan's eyes. The look was unmistakable -- how one looks into the eyes of one's savior. Om cub said it was a look of complete surrender. Arunacub nudged Tiru and said, "See, the crow has reached Bhagavan's embrace!"
As they got up to leave, Bhagavan fixed his gaze on the cubs. Again the cubs understood the look. The eyes clearly said:
Don't imagine, for a moment, I am not fully present with you, all the time.
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