Shri Satya Sai Baba International Centre
Lodhi Road (opposite Shirdi Sai Baba Temple)
New Delhi
The Center had a website at
http://www.saiinternationalcentre.org but it seems down at the
moment.Shri Satya Sai Baba International Centre
Address: Pragati Vihar, Sai Marg, Lodhi Road, New Delhi-110003,
India.
Telephone number: + 91-11-24364569.
Telefax number: + 91-11-24363221.
The bookstore timings are: 10.00 hours to 12.30 hours and 17.00
hours to 19.00 hours.
The bookstore is open all the days of the week,except mondays
The Satya Sai International Centre was inaugurated by Bhagawan Sri
Satya Sai Baba in Delhi on 12th March 1999. All devotees of Swami
are invited to visit this Holy and Divine place when you are in
Delhi next time. The SSS international centre is located on Lodhi
Road (opposite Shirdi Sai Baba Temple). This centre is lovingly
called by all-The Prashanti Nilayam of North India. For more
information, you can visit our website:
www.saiinternationalcentre.org
New Delhi, Delhi India - Saturday, January 26, 2002 at 05:35:43
(EST)
Below a photo of Sri Sathya Sai
Baba conversing with the Prime Minister Shri Atal Bihari Vajpayee
during the inauguration of the Centre on March 12, 1999. The
inauguration was also attended by the Home Minister L. K. Advani.
Photo source
http://pib.nic.in/archieve/phtgalry/pg0399/pg12mr99/1203994.html

The Prime Minister Shri Atal Bihari Vajpayee conversing with His
Holiness Shri Satya Sai Baba after inaugurating Shri Satya Sai Baba
International Centre at Lodhi Road in New Delhi on March 12, 1999
In the media:
Source:
http://www.saimahesh.com/articles/delhi.htm
Sai Baba to Visit Delhi Every Year
Published in The Times of India on Saturday 13 March 1999
By M P K Kutty, The Times of India News Service
NEW DELHI: Visiting Delhi after a gap of 17 years, the Sathya Sai
Baba of Puttaparthi has this good news for his devotees: he will now
be coming to the national capital every year.
Speaking at the inauguration of the Sathya Sai International
Centre and School on Lodhi Road on Friday morning, he compared Delhi
to the stomach of Bharat. Diseases arise when the stomach does not
function properly. "If the stomach is in good condition, the body
will be healthy. If Delhi is good, the country will be good,'' he
added.
The Swami, adored by millions, had a good word for Prime Minister
A B Vajpayee, who also addressed the meeting for ten minutes. "I
have known Mr Vajpayee for 17 years.'' He commended the 'spiritual
leadership' of Mr Vajpayee "who has continued with the same party.''
He also wished the Prime Minister success in his efforts to promote
good relations with neighbouring countries.
"I have not come here as Prime Minister,'' Mr Vajpayee said,
recalling that he was foreign minister when the Baba first visited
Delhi 17 years ago. "Today I am something different. I still need
his grace.'' He commended the Baba for demonstrating through his
multifarious projects and activities that service of the people
constituted service to God. Union home minister L K Advani, human
resource development minister Murli Manohar Joshi, former President
Shanker Dayal Sharma and other prominent politicians and senior
officials were present at the function.
In his more than 30-minute address, the Baba recalled the
greatness of India, known for eminent men like Valmiki, Veda Vyasa,
Rama and Buddha. Indian culture and tradition emphasised charity,
the spirit of sacrifice, truth and non-violence.
"But what have we achieved in 50 years of freedom? Murders,
hijackings, kidnappings...the human mind is polluted by kama and
krodha. We are afraid to travel by road, rail or by plane. The world
is full of fear. We speak of peace. But where is peace? We have only
'pieces.' There must be peace within first. And there will be peace
outside when people relate to one another in love.''
"Today, there is a lot of hatred. Only the mean-minded people
hate. So long as there is hatred, there will not be any peace...While
we love our motherland, we should not criticise other countries.''
And he added his slogan: 'Help ever; hurt never.'
In his speech, the Baba repeatedly stressed the greatness of
Indian culture and bemoaned the lack of unity which had led to
foreign rule in the past. The country could achieve freedom but not
unity. He was also critical of the tendency among the young and the
educated to imitate other cultures. "Our culture is as vast as the
Himalayas and as deep as the ocean. No other culture is as great as
India's,'' he declared, amid loud applause.
Spirituality means morality. Of all the sacred rituals, there is
nothing greater than adherence to truth. Is any ritual more
important than feelings towards one's mother? Love your motherland.
"God is in you, He is around you. There is no place where God is not,''
he said, adding: "Love is God. Live in love.''
Earlier, Kulwant Rai, president of the Delhi unit of the Sai seva
organisation, said the international centre would promote the five
values of truth, righteousness, peace, love and non-violence. He
also gave an account of the water supply project, the
super-speciality hospital and other projects set up by Sathya Sai
Baba.
Devotees continue to throng darshan venues
Sri Sathya Sai Baba continued to attract thousands of devotees
today in the third day of his stay in the Capital. As the news of
the visit of the spiritual leader spread in the neighbouring states,
a large number of devotees from there turned up at the Jawaharlal
Nehru stadium to have a darshan of the Baba. A large number of
vehicles from the neighbouring states were seen parked at the venue.
For more information and photo, please log on to:
http://www.hindustantimes.com/nonfram/140399/detCIT11.htm
PM attends Sai Baba function
New Delhi March 12 (HT Correspondent)
Sri Sathya Sai Baba, the saint of Puttaparthy, who is in the
Capital after a gap of seventeen years, today inaugurated the Sai
International Centre at Lodhi Road in South Delhi this morning.
For full story, go to:
http://www.hindustantimes.com/nonfram/130399/
Brief darshan of heat, hope and vibhuti
(Extract from Times of India Sat 13 Mar 99) By Jug Suraiya (Times of
India) - Saturday 13 March 1999
NEW DELHI:
I had an appointment with the Almighty - or at least with one whom
50 million people worldwide consider to be His PA on earth - and I
wasn't sure if I were ready for the event. Suppose I proved allergic
to vibhuti and sneezed? Would my personal file be forever buried in
an eternal In-tray? I was going to see Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba,
the revered sage of Puttaparthi, who was in Delhi for the first time
in 19 years. I had an Admit One card (``Handbags, briefcases, mobile
phones, radio, cameras, binoculars, eatables... will not be
permitted'') to a public darshan of Baba, as he is lovingly known to
his devotees, held at the south Delhi residence of an industrialist.
Hundreds thronged the leafy lane lined with purple banners
quoting Baba: Service to humanity is service to divinity.
White-garbed volunteers with blue scarves kept the queues in line,
manned a counter dispensing first aid against the growing afternoon
heat. With the others, I passed through three metal detectors and
was comprehensively and repeatedly frisked (For mobile? Binoculars?
Camera? Snacks?) by volunteers sibilating Sia Ram.
Largely from Delhi, the throng had a cosmopolitan leaven: greek,
American, Kannada, Telugu punctuated local Punglish. ``There's Amjad
Ali Khan!'' someone exclaimed. ``And Justice Bhagwati, no?'' added
another. Inside, the commons squatted on a wide lawn covered with
green carpets; protocol provided white plastic chairs for the
privilegentsia. On the verandah of the white bungalow stood a
purple-draped jhoola with a wrought iron Om. Amplified bhajans and
tangible awe stilled the birdsong.
The verandah doors opened and a slight, diminutive figure emerged
in a saffron robe crowned with the unmistakable aureole of jet black
hair. A thousand breaths waiting to exhale went ``Ah!'' in hushed
reverence.
Baba appeared to glide rather than walk as he moved among his
flock, a gentle smile on his lips. The fingers of his upturned right
palm seemed to ask an eloquent question of the faces turned up to
him in adoration: What is it that you seek from me, my child, that
is not already there within yourself?
The faces were rapt with Baba's presence, beyond question or
answer. Several bore a look of concentrated piety, not unfamiliar in
the Capital's anterooms of ministerial power and patronage. The look
seemed to say: Will my submission - for a daughter's marriage, a
government contract, relief from physical or mental pain - be
accorded tatkal status in the general Scheme of Things?
Now and then, Baba paused to touch a devotee lightly on head or
shoulder in benediction. Those around the favoured one touched him
or her in turn, in ardent hope of relayed grace. Several got up and
in a worshipful half crouch edged forward to proffer envelopes
containing petitions for boons to Baba. Shuffling back in reverse
gear, eyes fixed on Baba, a substantial devotee stumbled and almost
landed on the lap of another, who deferentially eased him to a safe
landing.
``There, there! Did you see? Baba produced vibhuti, put it in the
handkerchief that young man gave him!'', someone murmured
ecstatically. I tried to see but the dazzle of sun and palpable
faith proved too blinding. ``Three times I came from America to see
him, but never got a darshan. Today, I touched his feet; my prayers
have been answered,'' whispered a devotee, face radiant with joyous
tears.
Then, as quietly as he had made his entrance, Baba was gone. Arti
was performed before the empty swing, the tremulous flame an
after-image of a saffron robe. The bhajans were switched off.
Silence swirled in the heat. A tentative bird chirped. The darshan
was over.
``I've been a follower for over 25 years. First because my
husband believed in him, now because I believe myself,'' confided a
devotee on the way out. The volunteers didn't frisk us this time but
said Sia Ram just the same. Despite the heat, I felt a lightness of
step: You don't have to believe yourself to have faith in the faith
of others.
As I stepped off the kerb, a lorry thundered down at me. I waved
benignly at the driver, Sia Ram, bete! The fellow screeched on his
brakes. Even a Delhi lorry driver knows better than to try
conclusions with one just coming from an audience with the best
connected PA in town. |