There lived a poor couple in Pandharpur. They won the hearts of 
            the people in their town, with their humble nature and philanthropic 
            attitude. They were staunch devotees of Panduranga Vittala, the presiding 
            duty there. Though they led a contented life, they were feeling distressed 
            now and then since they were not blessed with children. So their only 
            wish was to be blessed with one. Very soon God answered their prayers. 
            The wife gave birth to a female child. She was named Sakkubai. She 
            grew up into a beautiful and lovable girl. She imbibed in herself 
            a deep sense of devotion to God. She assisted in the ‘Puja’ 
            at house by preparing flower garlands, sandalwood paste etc., tended 
            the cattle, helped her mother in cooking.
            
            Sakkubai was so sweet that she never hurt anybody or uttered any harsh 
            word against anybody.
            
            There is a beautiful town on the banks of the Krishna River. The town 
            was known for its scenic beauty with green fields, flowering plants 
            and fruit orchards. The fragrance of the flowers filled one’s 
            mind with tranquility while the colourful fruits were feast to the 
            eyes. The town, Karaveerapuram was filled with all the different castes 
            of people. They all complemented one another.
            
            There lived a Pandit in Karaveerapuram. Though the land was bountiful, 
            though the man was well versed in Puranas, though he had enough and 
            to spare he never donated a single pie to the needy. He did not drive 
            away a crow even with his unwashed hand after meals lest any morsel 
            of rice should fall down and the crow might eat it. People had named 
            him ‘Krupanaraya’ (Krupana means a miser). His wife Gayyalibai 
            was a quarrelsome woman and was always insulting people and picked 
            up quarrels with them. She was neither a devotee of God nor helpful 
            in any way to other. The couple had a son whose name was Oaduraya. 
            Neither the father nor the son dared to open their mouth before the 
            tyrant lady.
            To put it in a nutshell, Krupanaraya, though a Brahmin, was a cunning, 
            cruel, unfriendly and selfish man. He never cared for others. Being 
            brought up by such cruel parents, one could not expect Oaduraya to 
            be friendly or good-natured. His father had imparted him the knowledge 
            of the Vedas and also unconsciously imbibed in him his bad qualities.
            
            Sum and substance is - On the whole the family was so ill reputed 
            in the town that nobody dared to offer his daughter to the young man. 
            The neighbourhood felt that it was less evil to throw the girl into 
            the well. So the father had to go in search of a daughter-in-law in 
            the neighbouring places.
            
            In his search, Krupanaraya happened to come to Pandharpur and to Sakkubai’s 
            house. He was impressed by the family’s hospitality and especially 
            by the good nature of Sakkubai. He keenly watched her. She brought 
            him water to wash his feet. She helped her mother in the kitchen and 
            also in serving food. Krupanaraya did not think even for a split second 
            what her fate would be if she fell into the hands of his nagging wife. 
            All that he knew was he badly needed a daughter-in-law and there was 
            one who fulfilled well all their requirements without wasting a single 
            minute, he proposed the alliance to her father.
            
            Poor father of Sakkubai had heard about the wealthy Pandit but had 
            not heard about his ill reputation. He too did not bother to think 
            why a wealthy man should seek an alliance from a poor family. He and 
            his wife were thrilled at the offer since they thought that it was 
            a boon from Lord Vittala that their daughter should be married into 
            a wealthy family. When they could not make both ends meet, naturally 
            they would like to see their daughter well placed.
            Krupanaraya fixed the ‘Muhurat’ for the wedding and arrived 
            for the wedding with his family. The poor Brahmin made arrangements 
            wonderfully for the bridegroom’s party and the marriage went 
            on a grand gala scale for 5 days. Gayyalibai had brought some presents 
            for Sakku’s parents and some gold jewellery for the bride. The 
            girl’s parents felt their daughter was lucky. They were still 
            in the dark regarding the boy’s family’s ill reputation.
            
            Sakku was taken to her in-law’s house at the age of twelve itself, 
            though her parents wanted her to stay back for some more days. Being 
            impressed by Sakkubai’s pious nature, a saint had taught her 
            a sloka on Krishna, earlier when she was very young. She continued 
            to chant her sloka at her in-law’s house, but the cruel mother-in-law 
            instead of being pleased with it felt that she was shirking her responsibility. 
            In fact she did lots of work. She had to pound paddy, churn the grains, 
            cleanse the vessels, store the water, wash the clothes etc. Still 
            she could never please her mother-in-law. She continuously nagged 
            her, pointing out silly mistakes in her work. She would even blame 
            her mother for not teaching her household duties. She did not serve 
            her proper food too. She would throw a little rice and a bit of other 
            dishes into her plate. It would become stone cold by the time she 
            ate it. Sometimes it would be infested with ants, flies etc. Many 
            days she had to go without food.
            
            Sakkubai never longed for veritable food of the Gods but this was 
            not food even for dogs. She did not mind even that, but could not 
            bear the cruel treatment meted out to her. In her father’s house 
            they were not rich enough but there was always provision for a little 
            charity. A handful of rice was always available to those coming for 
            alms. Here there was so much abundance but she had no liberty to offer 
            alms. In-laws poured insult on her. Should one not have some sympathy, 
            dharma and be charitable? She always resorted to Vittala. She only 
            prayed to God to bless these people with good thoughts and deeds.
            
            Sakkubai’s parents came to see her and were shocked at her pitiable 
            condition. She looked pale and weak, her clothes were worn out, her 
            hair had become ruffled for want of coconut oil. Sakkubai was not 
            allowed to say a proper hello to her mother. Her mother-in-law shouted 
            at her and subsequently at the mother too when she enquired about 
            her daughter’s health. The neighbours asked, ‘Don’t 
            you have a well in your town?’
            
            The parents tried to take her back home but had to face a flat denial. 
            They were ridiculed for their poverty. Bent with shame, they left 
            Sakkubai mutely to her fate. All they could do was to give her a statuette 
            of Vittala. ‘His will be done’ were their last words. 
            That made it clear for Sakkubai that their doors were closed, rather 
            made to be closed, for her. Till then she had been hoping against 
            hope to be taken away from the family of devils. Now she had no other 
            go. She could still survive there because of her ananya Bhakti in 
            God. Anybody else in her situation would have died.
            
            She knew the gale her mother-in-law would create, if she saw the statuette. 
            So she hid it in her saree folds and continued to do her household 
            chores, chanting or talking to God all the while ! She could not continue 
            this too for long. The suspicious, vicious mother-in-law spied against 
            her and caught her red-handed. She flung the statuette away paying 
            a deaf ear to her pleadings. On top of it, she complained to her son 
            against his wife. The son did not bother to probe into the matter. 
            He only gave her a good thrashing!
            
            Sakkubai’s devotion to God continued to grow on par with the 
            atrocities of the family. When the neighbours sympathized with her, 
            she only said, ‘Vittala is my father, mother and everything. 
            He will take care of me. Don’t you worry.’ She became 
            bony and weak. Somebody dared to bring it to the notice of the father-in-law. 
            It brought no change. It only brought a fresh round of thrashing to 
            her and the neighbours held their head down in shame. They had to 
            leave her alone with her God.
            
            One evening, Sakkubai, accompanied by a neighbour called Shantabai, 
            went to fetch water from the river. There she came across a group 
            of pilgrims on their way to Pandharpur. The devotees had to walk for 
            miles as there were no transport facilities in those days. They enthralled 
            her. She expressed her desire to join them on their pilgrimage. She 
            did not heed to the pleading of her neighbour. The neighbour went 
            back alone and she had to blurt out the truth to her in-laws. The 
            raged mother-in-law and husband came there. They were shocked to see 
            Sakkubai dancing in ecstasy chanting the name of Lord Vittala. They 
            dragged her home by her plait and tied her to a pole. They said she 
            wanted to run away from home.
            
            Nothing could dispel her Bhakti to Vittala. She was not worried about 
            food, sleep, clothes or rest. She was always chanting, ‘Vittala! 
            Vittala! Please fulfil my desire.’
            
            The time was ripe then for Sakkubai to be relieved of her miseries. 
            Around midnight, Lord Vittala disguised himself as a woman, came down. 
            He told her, ‘Dear Sakku ! You are keen on having a darshan 
            of Vittala, aren’t you ? Go ahead. Till you come back, I will 
            look after your work.’ But Sakkubai said, ‘You are kind 
            enough to me but I am helpless. If I go with you, you will be ill 
            treated by my in-laws. I don’t want you to suffer. So you please 
            go ahead and convey pranams to God on my behalf.’ The lady insisted, 
            ‘Instead, you go and you convey my pranams. I will stay in your 
            place and serve your people on your behalf.’ So saying, she 
            untied the ropes of Sakkubai and got herself tied up in Sakkubai’s 
            place. She added, ‘Go happily to Pandharpur and participate 
            in the celebrations. Be rest assured of my help.’ Sakkubai gladly 
            joined the Sadhus.
            
            The Sadhus were surprised at the glow in her face. They were not carried 
            away by her humble words that she was an ordinary woman come to serve 
            the Lord with them. They prayed to her, ‘Oh! You are definitely 
            Goddess Lakshmi Devi. You reside at the heart of Lord Vishnu. You 
            have donned a human form to safeguard us on our pilgrimage. Normally, 
            the Lord is always beside you, but now we see you all alone. Why? 
            Does it mean, we have not purified ourselves totally? You, being a 
            mother, are considerate enough to your children. Please, request God, 
            on our behalf to manifest himself before us.’ They prayed to 
            her thus and they all chanted the Lord’s name. Panduranga Vittala 
            who had already a soft corner for Sakkubai was impressed by their 
            sincere prayer and manifested Himself, with Rukmini before the devotees.
            
            The devotees’ joy knew no bounds. They all prayed to the God 
            and Goddess with folded hands. Sakkubai fell to their feet and did 
            not get up. God lifted her up caressingly, and said, ‘I am pleased 
            with your Jnana and Vairagya. Your difficult times are coming to an 
            end very soon. Please have patience.’ So saying, they disappeared. 
            The Sadhus were grateful to Sakkubai. They knew they had the darshan 
            of God, only because of Sakkubai.
            
            The Sadhus and Sakkubai proceeded on their pilgrimage chanting the 
            name of the Lord all the while. Sakkubai was thrilled when she cited 
            the temple pillars. She had a holy bath in the Chandrabhaga River 
            and had a darshan of God, with flowers and incense. What a feast to 
            the eyes! The God was standing over bricks in a marble floored temple 
            with his hands to his waist. Sakkubai gazed at him from top to toe 
            at His Sankhu Chakra, His broad eyes, His ear studs, His Kaustubhas, 
            His holy garments etc. We forget the troublesome world around us at 
            the sight of the blissful Lord. She offered him flowers, fruits, went 
            round the temple and prayed to him with various slokas. She continued 
            thus for many days.
            
            Back in her house, the in-laws did not untie Sakkubai (God) for a 
            few days as a means of punishment. After a few days, there was a sudden 
            transformation in the husband. He felt sorry for her and untied the 
            ropes and asked her to carry on with her household duties. Sakkubai 
            turned God did every job that Sakkubai used to do. She went to the 
            river to fetch water, cleaned the vessels, washed the clothes and 
            even pounded the grain. When she served food it was like savoring 
            nectar ! How lucky they were to eat food prepared by God Himself. 
            The family ate heartily praising the dishes prepared. But the constant 
            chanting of Vittal’s name irritated Gayyalibai. She ordered, 
            ‘Don’t chant that bad word.’
            
            God in the guise of Sakkubai did not pay heed. Gradually, in the divine 
            presence, there was a sea change in the family. They could not utter 
            any bad word against Sakkubai.
            
            The real Sakkubai there in Pandharpur was praying to God bountifully! 
            One fine morning, when she felt she had prayed to God to her heart’s 
            content, said, ‘Oh God! Let me join you!’ Then her Jeevathma 
            joined Paramathma in the form of a Jyothi. The other devotees, who 
            witnessed this scene, took her physical body to the Chandrabhaga River 
            side and performed the funeral rites there. One of them went back 
            Karaveerapuram to report the news.
            
            Goddess Rukmini Devi was perplexed at the situation. God promised 
            to stay back in her place till she returned. How will Sakkubai go 
            back now? So she appeared, in the dream of those devotees and said, 
            ‘My Lord is in Sakkubai’s house. So you please bring the 
            mortal remains of her. Keep it a secret.’
            
            The devotees shared their dream among themselves and secretly brought 
            back the mortal remains of Sakkubai. Those mortal remains were chanting 
            the name of the Lord. They collected them in a golden platter and 
            placed them humbly before the goddess. She was pleased with their 
            actions, manifested herself before them and said, ‘You will 
            be blessed by My Lord.’ Sakkubai came back to life when Goddess 
            Rukmini touched her. She stood praying to God.
            
            Goddess Rukmini blessed Sakkubai and said, ‘Oh Sakku! My Lord, 
            being impressed by your love is serving your in-laws in your form. 
            So please go back to your house and release him. You chant the name 
            of the Lord and transform your in-laws and others around you. Finally 
            you will be liberated.’
            
            Accordingly Sakkubai hastened to her village. She met God at the riverbed 
            with a pitcher of water. She fell to His feet and thanked Him profusely. 
            ‘Oh God! What a great sinner I am! I made you do the menial 
            jobs at home! Please forgive me! I am also thankful to you for sending 
            me to Pandharpur. Please see to it that I visit your holy place every 
            year.’
            God told her fondly, ‘Don’t you worry. Your ananya bhakti 
            in me, made me do your household jobs. Your family members will become 
            my devotees through you.’ He gave her prasad and disappeared.
            
            Sakkubai arrived at home with the pitcher of water. Just then one 
            of the pilgrims stepped into her house to convey the tragic demise 
            of Sakkubai to her in-laws. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He 
            narrated what he saw in Pandharpur.
            
            The mother-in-law couldn’t believe her ears since Sakkubai was 
            with them, serving them as humbly as ever, all the time. Sakkubai 
            narrated what happened. ‘An old lady untied me and sent me to 
            Pandharpur I served the Lord there to my heart’s content and 
            when I came back half an hour ago, she gave me this pitcher of water 
            and left.’
            
            The in-laws and her husband could guess at once it was nothing but 
            God’s Leela! How great was Sakkubai and how mean were they! 
            They were so cruel to the Almighty Himself! They pleaded to Sakkubai 
            to forgive them.
            
            Sakkubai had no ill feeling towards them, she only said,’ You 
            had punished me only for my good. In fact, I should thank you, since 
            because of the ill treatment meted out to me, I prayed more sincerely 
            to God’ They made her sit and asked her to enlighten them.
            
            Sakkubai spoke thus – ‘You are elderly people, but still 
            since you have asked me, let me tell you what little I know. This 
            physical body of ours is mortal. The children, wife, husband, house, 
            properties all are but temporary. The world around is Maya, but we 
            devote our entire time and attention on these. Instead if we divert 
            atleast one-tenth of that time and attention on God, we will attain 
            Moksha. We are blessed to be born as human beings. We should utilize 
            this opportunity in a proper way. God is Omnipresent, Omnipotent and 
            Omniscient. We should learn Jagat Midhya, Brahma Satyam and pray with 
            sincere heart to God. Owing to our Karmas, if we fall a prey to our 
            Indriyas and lead the life of a sinner we will be born again and again. 
            We may not don the human form again. So we should seek a Sadguru’s 
            feet and be enlightened by him. So let us go, to Pandharpur and seek 
            the Sadguru there.’
            
            They all left for Pandharpur, had the darshan of God and sought the 
            presence of the Sadguru. Sakkubai pleaded on behalf of her husband 
            and her in-laws to enlighten them. He was pleased with her faith in 
            him and initiated them into a mantra on Lord Sri Krishna.
            
            He added, you are blessed by being related to Sakkubai, but still 
            learn one principle appreciated by God. ‘Service to Humanity 
            is service to God. Treat the Sadhus as incarnation of God, serve them 
            sincerely, pray to God whole-heartedly, feel God in everything and 
            everybody around you.’
            
            They came back to Karaveerapuram and were leading a pious and peaceful 
            life henceforth. Sakkubai’s name and fame spread far and wide. 
            Sadhus flocked together to get her blessings.
            
            Thus Sakkubai with her ananya Bhakti transformed all those people 
            who came in contact with her. That’s why our elders tell in 
            ‘Satsangatve Nissangathwam’.
           Totally polluted brains of her in-laws were changed; many more came 
            unto the path of spirituality. Sakkubai, as long as she lived, prayed 
            to God throughout, taught the people around, visited Pandharpur regularly 
            and participated in the special occasions there. Along with her, the 
            Lord blessed her entire family and her associates. They attained Moksha 
            after their death.
          
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