On the Way to Meet Meher Baba
The blessed moment of my seeing Meher Baba was drawing closer. In October 1944 I heard from Pandoba Deshmukh the consecrated news of Baba's visit to Nagpur. It was to be from November 11 to 14, 1944. Pandoba was working in a printing press at Barsi. His faith and love for Baba were most admirable. He had lived at Meherabad with the mandali during Baba's Meher Ashram activities the school and the hospital. He told me many incidents of that period which nurtured my longing to meet Baba in person. As per the circular, Pandoba was one of the members who was to attend Baba's programs at Nagpur. Permission for me to be present at Nagpur and also at Saoner for all the programs was secured. Accordingly, on November 10 I left Kurduwadi with Pandoba and Bhagat to catch a mail train at Manmad, bound for Nagpur.
As we reached Manmad, I learned that Baba had already arrived there with the mandali. The luggage, including many bags and bedding rolls, was well piled up in the waiting room. Gustadji was there to guard it. Pandoba introduced me to him. I knew that he had been observing silence for over sixteen years. Gustadji, in ultra-white trousers and shirt, a brown-colored Parsi-fashioned long coat, a black round cap and, above all, his simple, silent gestures, looked like a child in an old form. I preferred to sit silently by his side in that waiting room. When he went outside, I tenderly touched the luggage and, finding no one in the waiting room, reverently bowed down to it. It was Baba's luggage! Just before the arrival of our train Baba came and sat on a bench at the far end of the platform, rather a secluded spot. Pandoba told me that Adi Sr. was sitting by His side. I didn't dare go near Him and disturb Him. The train arrived. Kaka Baria had come from Bombay with seats reserved for Baba and the mandali in inter class, a class in between third and second. We three got into another compartment. It was very crowded, but even if I had secured a special berth, I wondered if I could have slept well because of the joy of being with Baba on that train!
He Looked Like Beauty Personified
The next morning we reached Nagpur. His lovers had gathered at the station to receive Baba. Deshmukh was the chief host. Baba was profusely garlanded. He stood for a minute or two at the door of the compartment. He looked very fresh and radiant. With His broad, luminous forehead, sharp and pointed nose, lustrous eyes, moderately flowing hair, and fair skin that failed to contain His beauty, He looked like beauty personified. The rose petals from the garlands round His neck were vainly competing with His complexion. I was lost to myself. In that madness I felt He looked at me a thin, slim, insignificant creature in that big crowd and smiled. Amid loud cheers of "Shri Meher Baba ki jai!" He stepped onto the platform and left the station.
When I came to my senses, I found that the wallet in my pocket was gone. I had been prey to a pickpocket! It contained three railway tickets from Kurduwadi to Nagpur and some money, too. Someone said, "It's good to lose something when you meet a Master!" I was not normal enough to catch the joke! Our bags and bedding were already placed with the mandali's luggage, so we passed through the gate of the platform just as visitors would do, along with the crowd. As I stood outside the gate I felt a pat on my shoulder. There was a ticket collector standing by my side.
I thought he was there to ask me for the missing tickets, but instead he said, "Do you not recognize me?" He was my school friend, whom I thus met again after a period of about eight years. The moment of fear turned into minutes of happy reminiscences of school life.
God and Religion
Meher Baba and the mandali were accommodated in K. K. Thakur's bungalow at Dhantoli, near Deshmukh's residence. Some of us were asked to stay on the second floor of a nearby building. I have a weak heart and doctors have advised me to avoid going up and down stairs, but in my enthusiasm and joy I forgot all about it. For meals we all had to go to Dr. Deshmukh's place.
In the evening there was a big public program. It had been arranged to be given on the premises of Gorakshan Compound, where Sant Tukdoji Maharaj sang beautiful bhajans which he had composed. Baba gave a message, "God and Religion." It was read out by Justice Sir M. B. Niyogi. During Baba's programs at Nagpur and Saoner He gave eight illuminating messages. I wish to give just a part from each here and request my readers to see the original messages in the book, Messages of Meher Baba, compiled by Adi K. Irani. Baba's first message said in part:
Dogmas and beliefs, rituals and ceremonies can never be the essence of true spiritual life. When religion has become merely a matter of external rituals and ceremonies, it has become a cage for the soul. Nor does it help very far to change one religion to another; it is like going from one cage to another. If religion does not help man to emancipate the soul from spiritual bondage and realize God, it has no useful purpose to serve. Then it is time that religion should go to make room for God.[i]
God as the Only Reality
The next morning, November 12, I visited Thakur's bungalow. A bhajan program was going on. It was my first occasion to see God in human form seated before His devotees, who sang devotional songs in His praise. All the time, irrespective of the language and the contents of the bhajans, my eyes were set on Baba's figure. I was trying to store the form of the formless One in my heart. In the afternoon Baba visited Ramakrishna Ashram. Swami Bhaskararanand received Baba. He had first met Baba in December 1937 at Papa Jessawala's place. He used to talk with Eruch about spiritual life, and Eruch would tell him about the life of Meher Baba. The Swami was not convinced of the divinity of Baba and expressed a wish to get some points clarified by Baba Himself. But when he had had the opportunity to see Baba in person, he remarked to Eruch,
"I have no more questions to ask Him, although I came prepared with a long questionnaire." It was quite natural that he felt honored to welcome Baba to Ramakrishna Ashram. We moved through the ashramthe premises were very neat and clean. The atmosphere seemed to invite the hearts of the lovers of God to offer their services at the feet of the Lord. Baba looked especially pleased to visit this place. His message, "God as the Only Reality," was read to the gathering by Justice W. R. Puranik, Vice-Chancellor of Nagpur University. In this message Baba said:
God-realization is sometimes mistakenly thought to be a selfish purpose of the limited individual. There is no room for any selfishness or limited individuality in God realization. On the contrary, God-realization is the final aim of the limited and narrow life of the separate ego ... The life of the God-realized Master is a pure blessing to all humanity.[ii]
The Program at the National College
Then followed a program arranged at the National College. In the evening people crowded in and outside the Hall of the College. Many collegians were also present. It was a crowd provoked by curiosity. A local paper had published an article warning people to keep away from saints and Sadgurus - also mention was made of Baba's name. The reporter for this newspaper seemed to be prejudiced against any religious attitude. To me that was a discomforting situation, for I failed to understand that life has its own excuse for being either sane or insane, on different levels, at one and the same time. I had longingly waited to have Baba's darshan for about a year and a half, and here some persons were making the worst of this rare opportunity, so easily had. Later, I noticed that whenever Baba went out for darshan programs the aspect of opposition would have some expression somewhere, as if Baba would not feel happy enough if all went well and fine. Inside the Hall Dr. Deshmukh performed a kirtan to honor Baba's divinity, while outside the Hall some collegians made fun of his devotion, which showed that they were devoid of humanity. "Youth! Let not thy name be impudence!" I thought. Unaffected, Dr. Deshmukh boldly continued the kirtan and openly expressed his faith in Baba as God incarnate. Baba looked nonchalant and happy, for His presence was all inclusive. Baba's beautiful message, "God and Love," was read by Advocate Khare and follows in part:
The spiritual Path is like climbing up to the mountain top through hills and dales and thorny woods and along steep and dangerous precipices ... If there is one thing which is most necessary for safe and sure arrival at the top, it is Love. All other dualities which are essential for the aspirants of the Highest, can and must come to them, if they faithfully follow the whispers of the unerring Guide of Love ... If you lose hold of the mantle of this Guide there is only despair in store for you ... The gateway to this highest state of being One with God is firmly closed for all who do not have the courage to lose their separate existence in the restless fire of Divine Love.[iii]
The Two Aspects of Divinity
Late on November 13, R. K. Gadekar arrived with his family. I personally owe Gadekar and Pandoba Deshmukh much for this memorable and life-giving contact with Baba. Gadekar brought the news that my mother, with one of my sisters, had left Kurduwadi for Baba's darshan and they were at Wardha. They expected me to go to Wardha and bring them to Nagpur. I was living with the mandali and attending all the programs. Until this time I had not had an opportunity to introduce myself to Baba. I knew, however, that when one was with Baba it was a rule to seek His permission if one had to attend to some personal affair, so through Pandoba I wrote a note about the arrival of my mother and Baba permitted me to go to Wardha.
In the morning there were some house visits, and in the afternoon there was a meeting of the Shri Meher Baba Reception Committee at K. K. Thakur's bungalow. Baba looked pleased when the members of the reception committee were introduced to Him. They were the elite of the city. The messages given by Baba at Nagpur provided nourishing food for the minds and hearts of these people and this drew them closer to Baba in love. Justice Bhavanishankar Niyogi was the president of the reception committee. It was during this visit that the Honorable Justice Hidayatulla, who later became Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, had an opportunity to meet Baba. Dr. Abdul Ghani Munsiff, one of the mandali, read aloud Baba's message which explained the two aspects of Divinity, from which I quote:
There are always two aspects of Divinity, perpetually and eternally active in the affairs of the world. The destructive aspect of Divinity as expressed in Persian [Shama-e-Jalal] means "Self-glorification," and the constructive aspect of Divinity is called in Persian "Self-beatitude" [Shama-e-Jamal]. The aspect of Self glorification by God, when it gets palpably active, entails suffering and destruction on a colossal scale ... The aspect of divine Self-beatitude, when it asserts itself, brings in its wake peace and plenty.
In the aspect of Self-glorification, Divinity repels itself through its own creation, and in the aspect of Self-beatitude, Divinity attracts or loves itself through its own creation. The former is a negative method and the latter is a positive method, and both these methods ultimately are instruments of divine Wisdom, to rouse humanity to their divine heritage, which is Self-realization ... My blessings to all those who heard my message and those who have not.[iv]
This was indeed a message of "Cheer and Hope to the Suffering Humanity," as it was entitled. Because of the prevalent world situation, this particular message appealed to me deeply and, in a way, helped me to gain a new perspective to my understanding of the Divine Sport of God, if it could ever be understood!
In the afternoon, I came out of Thakur's bungalow rather unwillingly and was trying for a rickshaw to take me to the station, for I had to go to Wardha. Just then I was accosted by a man whom I could not recognize at first. He told me to meet the train on which my mother would arrive at Nagpur. He was one of my distant relatives. Had he missed seeing me I would have gone to Wardha, which would have caused great inconvenience to me and to my mother. I felt that Baba in His compassion timed this meeting! My life with Baba has many times demonstrated a chain of incredible coincidences. Perhaps He had ordained that I should be benefited by all the programs at Nagpur, although outwardly He did not give any such indication.
Visit to the Theosophical Society
On the morning of November 14 there was a visit to a branch of the Theosophical Society at Nagpur. This Society has indeed done a great work in inspiring and awakening people to discover the life which lies beyond the ordinary range of the mind, and to the Truth within. Baba was warmly welcomed, and during this short visit the Secretary of the Society read a message from Baba, "The Dynamism of Love":
True Love is very different from an evanescent outburst of indulgent emotionalism or the enervating stupor of a slumbering heart. It can never come to those whose heart is darkened by selfish cravings or weakened by
constant reliance upon the lures and stimulations of the passing objects of the senses. But to those whose hearts are pure and simple, true Love comes as a gift through the activising grace of a Master.
... Those who have got the courage and the wisdom to surrender themselves to a Perfect Master are the recipients of His grace ... and when it comes, it enkindles in the human heart a love divine which ... enables the aspirant to become One with God ... There is no power greater than Love.[v]
In the Convocation Hall
The Baba people with whom I became acquainted at Nagpur were Pankhraj, Kapse, Lokhande and a few others. Pankhraj had been caught in the divine net two years earlier and was one of Baba's active workers. When Baba came to Nagpur He gave Pankhraj a specific duty. Baba had instructed Vishnu to wire him every day in care of Dr. Deshmukh regarding the welfare of the men and women mandali at Aurangabad. Pankhraj was to collect the telegrams and hand them over to Baba. A simple thing. For three days it all went well, but on November 14 Pankhraj did not get the expected telegram. In the afternoon Baba called him and inquired about the wire. Baba looked a bit annoyed to learn that the telegram had not arrived. Considering Baba's huge correspondence, this telegram was a small affair; however, I wish to narrate this episode in detail for it revealed something of Baba's relationship with His lovers and His keen interest in every instruction that He gave. Baba said, "Vishnu won't fail to send the telegram." Pankhraj replied, "Baba, these are days of war, and top priority is given to military and not public communications." This was his common sense point.
Baba persisted, "Go to the post office. Inquire well and bring me the telegram. There could be a mistake somewhere."
After a short time Pankhraj set out for the post office, and Baba proceeded to the Convocation Hall with the mandali. The program in this hall was one of the grand functions in Nagpur. Justice W. R. Puranik, Vice-Chancellor of Nagpur University, had arranged this program. Principals, professors, judges, lawyers and mostly educated people had gathered to hear Baba's message and have His darshan. Baba looked very radiant there was a loveliness and beauty about Him. Some prominent persons were introduced to Baba, and a few delivered short speeches in His honor. During this solemn program Baba spotted Pankhraj standing near the far end by the door. He looked at him and gestured to ask if the telegram had been received. Pankhraj shook his head to express no. Later in my life with Baba I witnessed other such silent communications, which were carried on with the persons concerned without disturbing the public programs.
During this darshan program the Honorable Justice Sir Niyogi read Baba's message, "The Unity of All Life," a part of which is given below:
In the one undivided and indivisible Ocean of Life you have, through ignorance, created the pernicious divisions based upon sex, race, nationality, religion or community; and you allow these self-created divisions to poison your heart and pervert your relationships ... Slowly but surely must you imbibe ... Truth at the feet of the Masters of Wisdom; slowly but surely must you shed prejudices and get disentangled from the superficial distinctions, ... slowly but surely must you tread the Path to the formless and the nameless One ...
When you enthrone the nameless One in your mind-heart, you do not necessarily put an end to the game of duality. You have to play your divine role in the drama of creation without being caught up in duality ... The unity of life has to be experienced and expressed in the very midst of its diverse experiences ... All life is One and all divisions are imaginary. Be ye established in this eternal Truth which I bring.[vi]
A Wonderful Way of Replying to a Letter
The program in Convocation Hall was one of the best. The next day Baba was to visit Saoner. Special cars and buses were reserved to take the mandali there. After supper Baba called Pankhraj and said, "Tomorrow I am visiting Saoner. You should not join the mandali in the morning but come by a later bus after today's telegram is received."
Then Pankhraj was again called at about 9:00 P.M. for the same inquiry. In exasperation he answered, "No telegram. I have made the necessary inquiries. What else can I do in this matter? I can't help."
At this Baba asked Adi Sr., who was standing by His side, "Had Chanji been alive to attend to the correspondence, what would have been his reply?"
Adi promptly replied: "Definitely not like that of Pankhraj. He would have humbly said, 'I will try once more, Baba.'"
This served as a reply to the letter Pankhraj had addressed to Baba two months earlier. He had expressed his desire to work in place of Chanji, who had dropped his body in August 1944. Baba called Pankhraj near Him and twisted his ear and remarked, "Do you now know how competent you are for Chanji's work?"
Pankhraj felt very sorry about his reply but was happy, too, with that "pleasing punishment" which, in fact, was an expression of divine intimacy. Was this not a wonderful way of replying to the letter?
At about midnight Kaka Baria woke Pankhraj up, for he was being called by Baba. Pankhraj hesitatingly went into Baba's room but felt at home on finding Baba in a very happy mood. Baba conveyed through the alphabet board: "Someone handed over the telegram to Kaka on his way to the bathroom. He placed it in a drawer of a mirror-stand and then completely forgot about it. A little while ago when Kaka went there again, he chanced to open the drawer and found the telegram. Go. Have a good rest. Do join the mandali going to Saoner without fail."
In a minute Pankhraj came out of Baba's room wondering about His ways so exacting, so loving!
Visit to Saoner
It was a pleasant winter morning. A goodly number of cheerful faces from Nagpur had gathered near Baba's residence. Many were to follow the One whom they desired to follow for their whole lives. Fairly early the buses sped for Saoner. On the way we stopped at Angewada. It was two miles off the main road, beyond a river bed, so some had to get into bullock carts. The cow dung-plastered huts looked tidy. Here the simple-hearted villagers welcomed Baba in an unpretentious way. By the side of the river there was a small Baba Center. It was named "Baba Ashram" by Vibhutidas, one of Baba's men. Baba blessed the gathering and they were all happy. After arti and prasad this program was over.
Saoner, twenty-three miles from Nagpur, was reached by 10:00 A.M. and Baba was warmly received by the crowds. Baba lovers from villages had specially come in their bullock carts for Baba's darshan. The crowds were pressing, and so Baba had to come out of His room often to give darshan. Chounde Maharaj, famous for his work of gorakshan[vii] came especially to see Baba and asked for His blessings. Baba replied: "I am the Power House. The Power House will never fail provided one is careful about the connecting wires."
D. H. Pophali, one of Baba's stalwarts and one of His very dear ones, was the chief host. He is a lawyer there. Even now the whole family wife, children and grandchildren forms a devout group with singular devotion to Avatar Meher Baba. We had our lunch at Pophali's residence. I still remember that long plantain leaf, which was not a large enough plate for even the first helping of the delicacies so lovingly prepared. The whole family treated Baba's visit as a period of greatest jubilation and good fortune.
Here I am reminded of a small incident related to me by Shriram, one of the sons of Pophali. Baba had once remarked that next to masts, He loved children. In the company of children Baba looked extraordinarily happy. He used to make jokes and amuse them with playful tricks. Shriram had the good fortune to be in Baba's company when he was a child. Here is a trick or game that Baba played with him. Baba held the five fingers of His right hand in the grip of His left and asked the boy to find the middle finger, which he invariably missed. Baba remarked to those near Him, "You seek the true; you come upon the false. Beware!" Shriram, himself now the father of a few children, still remembers these words and treats the remark as a beacon ever guiding his life.
"Unquenching Fire" and "Divine Heritage"
After a little rest Baba paid a visit to Meher Adhyatama Ashram at Saoner. This was a private program and, as such, Baba lovers of the place had an opportunity to come closer to their beloved Master. It was a Baba-family gathering. Harkare, a lawyer in Saoner, delivered a short speech about the activities carried on at the Center. As he performed Baba's arti tears rolled down his cheeks. Baba's message, "The Unquenching Fire of Spiritual Longing," was read out to His devotees:
... The life of desires is always and necessarily constrained to an unending oscillation between the opposites of joy and suffering, gratification and disappointment, good and evil ...
But even in the very midst of the tumultuous pains and pleasures of the ego life, there dawns, in the ripeness of experience, and through the Grace of the Master, the clear perception of the utter futility of desires, which seek fulfillment through the false and the transient forms of life ... This is the beginning of the life of spiritual longing, accompanied by constant discrimination between the true and the false ... When the spiritual longing is thus awakened, it can never be entirely set at rest or evaded. It becomes an unquenching fire that burns the very roots of limiting desires ... Thus shall the Pilgrim arrive at his Abode of Peace through keen spiritual longing.[viii]
The public program was arranged in a specially erected pandal in the Municipal School Compound. Thousands gathered to hear Baba's message. Chounde Maharaj performed a kirtan. He said:
"In Meher Baba we find the sangan - confluence of all the world religions."
With deep reverence he prostrated himself before Baba and implored Him to awaken the heart of humanity. Jal Kerawala, Divisional Commissioner, read a message of Meher Baba's entitled, "The Divine Heritage of Man":
... Man is constantly feeling thwarted and limited; and he is ever in the clutches of unrelieved agony or suffering, because, not knowing his own true nature, he identifies himself with the body or the desires or the limited individual mind, and thereby becomes a victim to their respective limitations and sufferings. It is only by knowing himself to be different from and beyond all these that he can fully enter the Divine Heritage of the Abiding Happiness ...
The Master does not give to the aspirant something which is not already within the aspirant in a latent form; he only unveils the real Self of the aspirant himself and enables him to come into his own Divine heritage which is rightfully his.[ix]
We had our evening meal at the house of another Baba devotee, Jai Narayan, and left Saoner by 7:00 P.M., reaching Nagpur by nine o'clock. Some admirers of Baba from Nagpur, mostly Muslims, had arranged a qavvali program in Thakur's bungalow, without the consent of the host. But Baba condescended to be present at the program, which continued until midnight.
Visit to the Buddha Society
In the morning on November 16, 1944 Baba made two visits, first to the residence of Justice M. B. Niyogi and the second to the bungalow of Justice W. R. Puranik. This was the last day of our stay in Nagpur. Later the same morning Baba attended a small gathering in the Buddha Society where His secretary, Adi K. Irani, read out the following message, "The Hidden Treasure of the Self":
There is not a creature but is destined for the Supreme Goal, even as there is not a river but is on its winding way to the ocean; but, in the human form alone is consciousness so developed that it is capable of reflecting and expressing the glory and perfection of its own true and highest Self, which is, at the same time, the Self of all ...
One by one, the multicolored attachments to the false have to be relinquished; and one by one, the sanskaric faggots that feed the deceptive fires of the separative ego have to be surrendered in favor of the imperative claims of the invincible flame of the Truth ... The clouds of sanskaras have to disappear completely before the sky of consciousness is illumined by the inextinguishable Light of God, who is the real Self of all. My mission is to help you to inherit this hidden treasure of the Self; and all who earnestly seek it have my blessings.[x]
It was the last program during Baba's stay in Nagpur and, as such, the above was His parting message to His dear ones in Nagpur.
The Embrace that Covered My Whole Being
Baba and the mandali were to leave Nagpur that same evening. While we were busy packing, someone came to me and said, "May I know the railway station where you want to get off to reach your home?"
"Why, what's the matter?" I inquired.
The man told me that he was in charge of purchasing tickets for Baba and those going with Him. He also told me that a third-class bogie had been reserved for the party traveling with Baba from Nagpur to Manmad a journey of about twelve hours. It was a surprise to me. I was to be allowed to travel with Baba, and in His compartment, too! Hard to believe!
The mandali accompanying Baba were so busy with the program that I did not find any opportunity to get acquainted with them. During Baba's programs in Nagpur I moved with Him but did not approach Him to touch His person, not even to offer a garland or some fruit. I would mostly sit close by on the ground or stand in a corner watching, observing His inimitable, loving movements and the expressions on His divine face in response to the yearnings of the devout hearts of His devotees. I had had no personal interview with Baba. But without His consent, traveling with Him in the same compartment was not permitted, that much I knew. Then how had this come about? These were the showers of His grace! What else can be said?
After lunch and rest, I placed my bag and baggage with the mandali's luggage and felt impelled to purchase a garland and some fruit to offer Baba. Without telling anyone I left for the market on foot, not knowing where it was and Nagpur is an extensive city. I purchased a fine rose garland, some oranges, a coconut and a lotus. By the time I returned to Thakur's bungalow I found that the luggage lorry and the mandali's bus had left. I went straight upstairs to Baba's room. Fortunately, there He was, resting in a chair, Adi Sr. by His side. Baba very lovingly looked at me with those deep, luminous eyes and smiled. He accepted the garland, the oranges and the coconut. He held the lotus in His fingers and twirled it. He looked very pleased. He motioned me to embrace Him and then stood up to leave for the station. I wondered whether He was told that I was missing and hence He waited for me! I did not tell Him anything nor did He ask me anything, but in that one embrace He covered my whole being. He told Adi Sr. to tell one of the Baba workers to take me to the station in a tonga.
On the Train with Baba
Baba lovers from Nagpur had gathered at the station for the farewell. Some looked deeply affected; a few were sobbing. Deshmukh, Justice Niyogi, Miss Dinesh Nandini and many more had come to the station. As the train pulled out we could see the waving and heard many throats ringing in one voice, "Shri Meher Baba ki jai! "
In the compartment Baba later distributed fruit to all with His own hands. He asked some of us to entertain Him with jokes, and a few sang some songs. I was quietly enjoying this Baba-family atmosphere. All of a sudden I had a passing thought, "Why not sing a song to Baba? "
At that very moment Baba pointed at me and gestured: "Sing one. How did I know what you were thinking about?"
I sang. God knows how it appealed to those present. Baba, however, made a sign that it was good! To Baba even the "worst" is but a degree of "good."
Later on in my life with Baba there were other occasions when He did disclose to me exactly what I was thinking about. But that was the first incident which enabled me to understand that He knows.
After some time Baba stretched out on the bedding and covered Himself from head to foot with a white sheet. During this period everyone kept quiet. "Is He sleeping or is He working?" I mused.
We reached Manmad by early morning. Some of us had to catch the train for Ahmednagar. Baba got off with the mandali and, after a round of loving farewells, left for Aurangabad. My first sahavas week with Baba was over.
From the first day I saw Him at Manmad, He had silently spread the feast of His love each day until we parted, again at Manmad. The beginning and the end were at the same place, but what a difference! The silent, symbolic significance of this occurrence is still beyond me, but the perfume and the taste of this divine feast continue to linger in my little heart, even to this day. I felt deeply satisfied, but there was still a craving for more and more of Baba's sahavas this caused a pleasant disturbance. The spring of life that had dried up now began to bubble forth.
[i] Meher Baba, Messages of Meher Baba (Ahmednagar, M. S., India: Adi K. Irani, 1945), p. 65.
[ii] Messages, p. 68.
[iii] Messages pp. 69, 70.
[iv] Messages, pp. 71, 72.
[v] Messages, p. 73.
[vi] Messages, pp. 74, 75.
[vii] Welfare of the cows.
[viii] Messages, pp. 76‑77.
[ix] Messages, pp. 78‑79.
[x] Messages, p. 80.
