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(Spiritual leader & author)
On 14 December 1925, Baba commented on the recent announcement, given in the newspapers, by Dr. Annie Besant, the head of the Theosophical Society, of the coming of a "New World Teacher," similar to Christ, in the form of her young protégé, J. Krishnamurti.
It is all humbug. The Theosophists, including Mrs. Besant and Krishnamurti, do not have even a whiff of the Truth. They say that the spirit of the World Teacher will manifest itself through the medium of this boy in the world, and that the chief "wire-puller" of this show is supposed to be somewhere in the Himalayas.
There is nothing but dust and stones in those mountains. Real teachers like Buddha, Krishna, Christ, and Zoroaster never kept themselves perched on heights or lost in jungles. They mixed freely with those for whose upliftment they worked. In spite of their unthinkable and unimaginable states of exaltation, they brought themselves down to the lowest levels of their surroundings and students.
Similarly, not a single Spiritual Master of the world who appeared under whatever external label ever required a "vehicle" save his own physical body. If this "vehicle" of the coming "World Teacher" dies within a year, let us see how Mrs. Besant takes it.
Baba concluded by stating, "Really speaking, this false note (Krishnamurti) is also not without meaning. On the contrary, it is the result of My own multifarious working and it is clearing away the path for My own manifestation.
|For some days, there had been much discussion about the Theosophical Society, headed by Annie Besant, and about Krishnamurti, who was being promoted by her as the "New World Teacher." On 26 June 1926, Baba remarked to some Theosophist visitors, who had come for darshan, "Be always in search of Truth-real Truth — wherever it is found without any caste distinction or prejudice. Control your passions, renounce maya and create a longing to see the Almighty."
After they left, Baba commented about Theosophy:
A time will come when the world will bow to those on whom My nazar will fall.
They came here (for darshan) and that is good for them. But Krishnamurti, a New World Teacher? God forbid! Compare Ramakrishna (of Calcutta) with Krishnamurti. Krishnamurti is living in all majesty and splendor, pomp and power, and moving about England in aristocratic, fashionable circles, playing tennis and golf, leading a most comfortable life. He does not have the slightest idea — not even a wisp — of the Real Truth.
So it is also with these fussy, showy Theosophists. Their greatness lies only in editorship — writing and speaking with high-sounding words about planes, powers, colors, society, and creed — in a superficial knowledge of the shadow of Truth, and in behaving and making others believe in the greatness of themselves and none other. Truth is far, far beyond this.
Baba smiled, and then remarked:
Yes, there is Krishnamurti, Mrs. Besant's protégé. The Theosophists deceive themselves. Their chief wire-pullers are supposed to be somewhere on the Himalayas in Tibet. You will find nothing there but dust and stones. Besides, no real Spiritual Master ever required someone else's body for his own use. Such thinking is ridiculous!
Krishnamurti, a New World Teacher? God forbid!
You cannot compare the Sadguru Ramakrishna of Calcutta with Krishnamurti. Ramakrishna was Rama and Krishna personified! Krishnamurti is living in all majesty and splendor, pomp and power, and moving about England in aristocratic, fashionable circles, playing tennis and golf, leading a most comfortable life. He does not have the slightest idea – not even a wisp – of the Real Truth.
Baba quoted a couplet from Hafiz and explained its meaning: If you desire to aspire for Realization, you should hold your very life in the palm of your hand, ready to give it up at any moment! Then alone will you be deemed worthy and be able to experience Truth.
"The world teacher of Mrs. Besant" refers to J. Krishnamurti, who was hailed as such by Dr. Annie Besant and the Theosophists, but about whom, Baba later commented: "It is all humbug. The Theosophists, including Mrs. Besant and Krishnamurti, do not have even a whiff of the Truth."
Max had been a regular contributor to the Theosophical Messenger magazine, and had traveled throughout India with Krishnamurti, Annie Besant and Charles Leadbeater. He asked Baba about Krishnamurti, and Baba commented, "He is not as advanced as some think. He does good and will come to Me one day."
Max replied, "Yes, he needs Your help."
"I will help him advance on the Path," Baba assured him.
When he was young, Krishnamurti had been acclaimed by the Theosophists to be the modern Messiah; however, he was not self-deluded and renounced all such divine claims. During September of 1931, Malcolm wrote to Krishnamurti, informing him of Baba's visit to America. Krishnamurti wrote back from Holland on 1 October, expressing his gratitude to Malcolm and that he would very much like to meet Meher Baba in America. He also conveyed his greetings to Baba.
On 6th November 1931, at New York Meher Baba said about Shri Krishnamurthy, “He is good and will come to Me one day. I will help him advance on the path. Krishnamurthy possess great possibilities within himself. He is on the right path but he will not fulfil himself or become truly great as long as he does not visit Me.”
After Baba Had left America in 1931, Malcolm had sent the young Indian Theosophist Guru Krishnamurti several press clippings about Baba’s visit, suggesting that him to write directly to Baba in India.
Krishnamurti replied from Ojai, California, on 18 March 1932:
It is very good of you to have sent me newspaper clippings regarding Meher Baba. I do not see how I can write to Him as I have nothing to say to Him, but I hope I shall meet Him some time, either in India or in Europe. I hope you understand that it is not rudeness on my part not to correspond with Him, but I really have nothing to say. After meeting in person, perhaps we can correspond with each other.
(Saint from Sadhaura)
On 10th August 1946, Meher Baba a made remarkable contact in Sadhaura was a mental conscious adept called Krishna. The man had worked as a guard at the railway station but was so absorbed in Lord Krishna. He would write "Radha Krishna" on walls wherever he went and constantly uttered these two names aloud. Once, Krishna was so engrossed and enraptured in offering devotional bhajans, he failed to show up for work on time, and the train left without him. However, some people actually saw him on the train, while others claimed he had been singing bhajans the whole day. To corroborate the facts, they went to his supervisor, who brought out the duty book and found that the guard's signature had been signed at every station. When asked about this strange occurrence, the guard offered this explanation: "Lord Krishna looked after my worldly duties while I was busy praying to Him." Thus the guard was called "Krishna," and he subsequently retired and spent his whole time contemplating his beloved Lord Krishna.
It was at this time that the incarnate Krishna met this guard of his in Sadhaura and pierced his heart until it would not stop bleeding!
Baba had been hunting Krishna for two days. Early in the morning of August 10th, (1946) Baba heard the mast chanting "Krishna, Krishna," and hurried out into the road. When Krishna saw Baba hurrying toward him, instantly he began running toward Baba. When they met, they embraced with such intensity that they fell down and rolled together on the road, locked in a tight embrace. Krishna wept when he held Baba, and Baba appeared very happy to have contacted him.
The mast's one-pointed love for his beloved Krishna drew the divine embrace of the incarnate Krishna.
(Spiritual Leader of Sikh)
The spiritual leader of the Sikhs, Kirpal Singh, met Meher Baba in Delhi in November 1952. On occasion, Baba would remark that Kirpal Singh was a saint and very dear to Him. Of all the saints and yogis in India, Baba would say that there were seven who were very dear to him and he always mentioned Kirpal Singh’s name as one of them. (Kammu Baba and Gadge Maharaj were two of the other saints, but Baba did not name the other four.)
Burjor Gai of Delhi was sent a copy of God Speaks to give to the saint, and at this meeting Kirpal Singh expressed his desire to have Baba’s darshan again, since he would be going to Poona which was not far from Satara. Baba gave his permission.
Soon after, Kirpal Singh arrived in Kalyan. On May 14th, Eruch was sent to fix the time for his meeting with Baba. On Friday, May 18th, Kirpal Singh came to Satara with two of his male followers and one woman and met with Meher Baba in the Judge’s bungalow at about 9:30 A.M. Baba was standing on the veranda and lovingly embraced the saint. Catching hold of his hand, He took him to His room, signalling the others to wait outside, except for Eruch who was interpreting Baba’s gestures. Baba sat on His usual seat and beckoned Kirpal Singh to be seated. With folded hands, Kirpal Singh said, “I am so very happy and fortunate to see you.”
Baba replied, “I am the Lord of the Universe; I am in everyone and am everything. I know everything and yet, simultaneously, I know nothing”
“That is the mark of real greatness,” Kirpal Singh interrupted.
“It is all of you who are great; I am but a slave of My lovers. I feel truly happy when I get opportunities to wash their feet. My delight is to embrace them. I am the Ocean of Love.”
Baba stood up and patted Kirpal Singh, who also rose immediately.
Baba asked him to sit down, but he remained standing reverently until Baba was himself seated and resumed the conversation. “I am very pleased with the work you are doing,” Baba began stating. “It is I who, through you and others, do My own work.” Kirpal Singh said, “How can people be expected to take interest in spirituality unless they have had some experience? Some miracle should be performed!”
In an emphatic tone, Baba replied, “Although it is good to have inner experiences, it is very dangerous to attach importance to them. If the aspirants are not pre-warned, then even petty experiences prove treacherous and hinder steady progress.” A day before, Baba had stated, “He who knows everything, displaces nothing. To each one, I appear to be what he thinks I am.” Baba instructed Rano Gayley to write this line out in large print, and the message was hung near Baba’s chair. Baba pointed to it and explained to Kirpal Singh the true significance of the spiritual path. Baba then cited two examples among his own followers who had had experiences. He told Kirpal Singh, “They now have their own followers and groups, and are initiating newcomers. Although they still love Me, they have their own independent way of life.”
Baba emphasized, “Such irresponsible practices based on petty experiences are harmful both to the initiator and the initiated.”
Kirpal Singh interposed, “But if the experiences are utilized for the progress of the aspirants?”
“What I am pointing out is not meant for you, but I do want you to realize how petty experiences can trap aspirants and lead them astray.”
Baba signalled for a copy of Sobs & Throbs, Ramjoo Abdulla’s book, describing the Prem Ashram boys’ experiences. The moment Baba stood up; Kirpal Singh also rose and stood near Baba. Baba embraced him once again and asked him to sit down. He remained standing, however, as a mark of respect. Baba opened the book and showed Kirpal Singh the photographs of the boys who had had inner experiences.
Kirpal Singh innocently remarked, “At that tender age, it is not difficult for boys to have such experiences.”
Baba expressed surprise, “Tender age?” Smiling He said, “Age, whether tender or ripe, has nothing to do with experience gathered by the Self, which knows no limitations of age.”
Baba then drew Kirpal Singh toward Him and, taking his hand, led him to Kaikobad room, telling him, “You are now going to hear something from an old man about inner experiences.” Baba sat on Kaikobad bed and asked Kirpal Singh to sit nearby.
“Kaikobad,” Baba explained to Kirpal Singh, “is My old lover and has had many inner experiences. Sometimes he tells Mme about them, but I do not understand. Perhaps you will understand what Kaikobad has to say.”
Baba permitted Kaikobad to relate all that he had experienced, requesting Kirpal Singh to hear him patiently, since he would speak in an odd mixture of Hindi and Gujarati languages, because Kaikobad did not know Hindi properly.
Leaving Kaikobad and Kirpal Singh alone, Baba left the room and joined the three devotees who had accompanied Kirpal Singh to have Baba’s darshan. Being in seclusion, Baba would not permit them to bow down to Him, but He patted each in turn and sat down on the steps of the Judge’s bungalow, while each was introduced to Him.
Meanwhile, Kaikobad narrated his experiences to Kirpal Singh, who commented, “Such experiences could only be had with Baba’s blessing! I have had no such experiences!” After hearing what Kaikobad had to relate, Kirpal Singh joined Baba. He was invited by Baba to sit in a chair but preferred sitting near Baba on the steps. The party had brought a movie camera and desired to have some footage of Baba and Kirpal Singh together, which Baba allowed. Baba then ordered Kirpal Singh’s followers to “hold fast to the daaman of Kirpal Singh and follow his instructions with love and devotion.”
Once again, Baba embraced the saint, who reciprocated with deep affection. One person in the group asked Baba to pay a visit to Delhi sometime soon. Baba, nodding His head, accepted.
One naïve person from Poona then invited Baba to pay a visit there and hear Kirpal Singh’s discourses. Baba replied, “I continually hear everything at all times from where I am.”
Again embracing Kirpal Singh with great love, Baba led him back to his room. Picking up a slip of paper from one of the tables, Baba handed it to Kirpal Singh. On the paper was written in a bold hand “15 Feb. 1957.” Baba asked, “Would you like to spend the night of that day with Me?”
“Willingly,” Kirpal Singh replied, “if I am not out of India.”
Baba indicated, “That is your lookout.”
Joining both hands in respect, Kirpal Singh replied, “Baba, I leave it in your hands.”
Baba said, “Should you be in India then, I will send Eruch to bring you to spend that night with Me.”
Kirpal Singh agreed and put the slip of paper in his pocket. Embracing him once more, Baba led him by the hand outside. Before taking Baba’s leave, Kirpal Singh requested that he be allowed to go directly to Poona without stopping at the travelers’ bungalow where Eruch had met them that morning. This made Baba happy, and permission was given, it being in accord with his usual custom.
As Kirpal Singh and his three followers were nearing their car, suddenly one of them remembered that they had forgotten to present the basket of fruit to Baba. Laughing, Kirpal Singh remarked, “We have forgotten everything because we are here in a different world!” Baba accepted the fruit with love and Kirpal Singh received another embrace. The party was about to be seated when they remembered that they had also forgotten the box of sweets for Baba.
All laughed joyfully, saying that it gave them another chance of seeing Baba. Finally, the car was driving off when Eruch remembered that Kirpal Singh had forgotten the copies of Sobs & Throbs and The Wayfarers that Baba had presented to him. He managed to stop the car on the roadside just in time and handed the two books to Kirpal Singh
(Saint from Bombay)
Kammu Baba had spent his younger years as a night watchman for Sai Baba. His wife, Sakina Banu was disciple of Babajan from childhood. She was Maratha Muslim from Poona. When she was orphaned, she considered Babajan as her father and mother. When Babajan asked her whom she wished to marry and what she wanted –amiri or fakiri (riches or rags)? She instantly replied Fakiri. Babajan said she would marry her to a fakir (a poor man). Babajan arranged her marriage to Kammu Baba. The couple had a son but he died young. She returned to Babajan depressed with this loss. The old women said “If he were alive only he would call you mother; but now the whole world will call you mother.”
Kammu Baba had his base in the distant suburb in Goregaon in Bombay. Like Sai Baba, Kammu Baba also spent a lot of time in his ablutions. Kammu Baba used to say, “Chal Sona rupaiya ... Nikalne ke liye’’
Once accompanied with his disciple Bhogilal Kammu Baba went to toilet. After 15 minutes wait, his disciple asked him to come out. But saint asked him to wait. When he came out he said, “It was raining heavily on Sukra (Planet Venus). If water comes on the earth, there will be large scale floods. I tried to avert it by urinating.
Kammu Baba, a great saint from Bombay had been with Sai Baba. For several years, Baba had been indirectly contacting this highly advanced soul through Roshan, who was studying in Bombay. Baba would send her instructions to contact Kammu Baba and give him a certain message, and the saint would dictate a reply.
Once Baba sent Roshan's sister, Dhun, to the saint. Meherjee brought her in his car from Poona. According to Baba's instructions, Dhun garlanded Kammu Baba. He removed the garland and returned it to her, telling her to garland Meher Baba with it. When Dhun came to Meherazad, Baba wore the garland and handed it back to Dhun to preserve.
In 1955 (or 1956), Baba sent word to Roshan that she should contact Kammu Baba one last time and then not go to him again. Although Baba would often mention Kammu Baba as one of the seven saints in India who was very dear to Him, he never physically contacted him.
Kammu Baba, who deeply loves and reveres Me, has written a letter requesting Me to free him of all burden and take him near Me. I replied to his message, by saying he should repeat My name constantly and should not forget to take it when he drops his body. When I say I am the Only One, I mean it. Christ also said the same thing when He said, "I and my Father are One!"
There were many Parsis who were against Meher Baba, but the only true saint realised His worth and Avatarhood. After Baba dropped body in 1969, one or two came with news paper cutting and showed it to Kammu Baba as they believed in him. He said now there will be time when people will be saying only Allah, Allah Baba, Ba Ba Ba. Like sheep bleating, everyone will be in rhythm saying Ba Ba Ba (referring to Meher Baba)
(Saint from Dehradun)
In Dehradun Baba wished to contact Ishwar Singh. Since Baba has decided to fast for a week on water mixed with lemon juice and sugar. He first consulted his doctors Donkin, Nilu and Goher, who said it would not drastically affect his health, and they promised not to interfere with his wish
To contact Ishwar Singh through proxy touching Baidul's feet twice, Baba instructed Baidul to go to Ishwar Singh and bow to each of him.
After seeing the saints and bowing down to them, Baidul returned and informed Baba. Baba asked him, "What did Ishwar Singh say?"
"He asked me who Meher Baba was."
"How did you answer?"
"I told him he was a great saint."
This upset Baba terribly, and he stated at length:
Do you take me for a saint? Is this how your heart speaks? Had you said Baba is an ordinary man, I would not have felt bad! After thirty years of association with me, you still call me a saint?
Truth and honesty demanded that you should have told him that you don't know who Meher Baba is, but still you have accepted him as your Guru. Were this question put to Dr. Deshmukh, he would have immediately replied that Baba is the Avatar! I do not mean that you should have declared that. You could have safely said that I was your Master.
What was the idea in telling him I was a saint? I am not a saint! At the moment there are a number of saints in Dehra Dun, Hardwar and Rishikesh. Here on Rajpur Road (the locality of Baba's residence) are four saints – Anandi Mai Mangat Ram, Ishwar Singh and Miran Bhai. Only yesterday, I explained to the mandali about saints, in the words of Kabir:
(A fifth plane Sufi Master)
Born : 5th July, 1882 - Gujarat, India
Died : 5th February,1927 - Delhi, India
Married : Amina Begum
Inayat Khan was a fifth plane Sufi Master who was sent from India to initiate Sufism in England and America in 1910. Besides being a genuine Sufi teacher, he was also a fabulous musician and singer. He died in 1927. The school of thought that Inayat Khan eventually founded in America was recreated under Meher Baba's guidance and renamed Sufism Reoriented located in California and Washington, D.C.
An elderly couple, Will and Mary Backett, had first heard of Meher Baba from Meredith Starr in 1931, but had not met Baba on his first visit to England. Both had been initiated into Sufism by Inayat Khan during the 1920s and followed him until his death in 1927. (Lord Meher Volume 5, Page 1567)
(A women disciple of Upasani Maharaj)
Meher Baba visited the samadhi of Upasani Maharaj at Sakori on 20th March 1954, Godavari Mai received Him and ashram residents came to receive singing in a procession, with a band playing.
Baba was garlanded, and Godavri Mai and the other kanyas touched his feet. Baba took the group of Westerners around the ashram and led them to Upasni Maharaj's tomb, where He stated:
This old man was God-incarnate. I (Meher Baba) said at My last visit here that I would not again step in Sakori. But I remembered that he (Maharaj) had once said that Merwan would bring the Westerners here and they would do bhajan; and, to fulfil this, I had to come and bring you dear ones here. Now My work here is finished. After the meetings of the 29th and 30th, the following months will be for My final work, to break My silence, to manifest and then to die a violent death, all in quick succession. You should all bow down at Maharaj's samadhi. I am the Ancient One. When he threw that stone at Me, I knew I was the Ancient One.
What Baba had stated in English was translated into Marathi before His arti was sung by the kanyas. Then the following bhajan was sung by the nuns of Sakori:
The Master tells his disciples that, My Name is God.
Some call me Ram and some Shyam [Krishna].
In the world I am the object of worship and I am also the worshiper.
At times I am the Giver and at times I am the Beggar.
I am everywhere and yet I belong to no place.
Baba then observed:
You all can have no idea how happy I am here. Godavri is the Mother here, and all are her companions. She met Maharaj when she was just two and a half years old. He put her on his lap and said, "All this belongs to you." They all live a life dedicated to my Master. I love her most dearly. The nuns are dressed in yellow saris, and the candidates in white.
In 1954, Baba called the group of people to come out of the two buses that were following His car and gathered them around Him. As He took the alphabet board from Eruch, reviewing what had happened at Sakori, Baba spelled on the board:
In My last meeting with Maharaj, He asked Me to have My nazar on Godavri and Sakori. Maharaj asked Me three times to break My silence. He then said, "You are Adi Shakti (the Primeval Power). Keep your nazar on Godavri, Sakori and the other kanyas."
I (Meher Baba) feel happy that Godavri is a real woman. She is taken as a Sadguru, as charge man of Upasni Maharaj. She knows she has not that experience; yet, because Maharaj has instructed her, she is carrying on with the work honestly.
When Godavri met Me in Ahmednagar, I said something privately to her in front of Adi Sr. which she accepted. (Not to allow people to worship her and bow down to her, which Baba did not like.) Now today, all were saying Sadguru Godavri ki jai!
In spite of that, as soon as I reached the spot this morning, this woman garlanded Me and bowed down to Me. She made Me sit on the swing which was used by Maharaj, swung it with her own hands and asked the other kanyas to do the same. And, she sang the song in accompaniment with the others, which they used to sing during Maharaj's time.
She served Me food with her own hands, and while I was distributing prasad, you all must have marked how she was working with Yeshwant Rao.
When I gave her prasad, she placed her head on My feet.
What does all this show? In spite of the respect which so many give to her, it is her love for Me, her humility and nobleness that made her receive Me as she did. Her humility in itself is greatness, and I love her for it.
I mean is, in short, she is really a lovable woman. The atmosphere at Sakori was against Me, as Adi, Krishnaji and Yeshwant Rao know well; but, today Godavri has felt deeply, and I feel happy that a marked change has taken place in the atmosphere.
I asked her privately, "Will you do one thing?"
She said, "If I can do it in this (Brahmin) atmosphere."
I then told her one very simple and difficult thing, and she has accepted it. (Not to accept homage.) I said, "If you do this, you will see Me!" And she promised. She is really a good woman. Really, you do not know what she has sacrificed.
Today, the promise which I had given to Maharaj is fulfilled by Godavari’s accepting to follow the one instruction I have given her.
Reverting to Godavri Mai, Baba concluded, "She is really good. You don't know what she has accepted (to carry out). In her, I find real womanhood."
In 1941, Upasani Maharaj dropped his body, and Godavri was given charge of the nuns. Godavri was in on the secret all the time, but never said a word about Me. But the atmosphere there was Hindu, with their ceremonies. I have come to destroy in the world all rites and ceremonies that are superficial. Godavri loved Me in secret. The men there made it appear that I was not the spiritual heir of Maharaj, only of Babajan, and spread the news that Godavri was in charge of the ashram and Maharaj's spiritual heir. Poor girl, she is so good, a wonderful soul among women. She was in a fix, but her good nature kept her going.
All this was due to Godavri. Her loving influence overcame the Brahmin atmosphere. She at last saw Me at Ahmednagar and asked Me to come once to Sakori. As I had promised Maharaj I would keep an eye on Sakori, I took the occasion of Yeshwant Rao's housewarming to go
Godavri Mai has no equal in the whole world. The first point is that there is not the slightest trace of ego in her. No one but I could know that, and it is not a joke not to have ego. From head to foot, she is full of love. And this, too, is no joke!
Maharaj was perfect. He knew about His past association with Godavri. It is not the present that counts. It is past connection. What I say is true, that when I was Krishna, she was Yashoda
On 12th September 1954, a mass darshan program was held at Wadia Park in Ahmednagar, Godavari Mai had come from Sakori to attend with Kanyas.
On 26th January, 1956, Baba gave darshan to Godavari Mai and her Kanyas.
On 18th March 1957, Baba was taken by car in a special procession through Ashram Gates, led by a White Horse and men carrying Silver Staffs. Godavari Mai and her Kanyas sang His arti. Baba gave darshan in a big Pandal where nearly 2000 people were gathered.
A Saint from Ahmednagar
Gilori Shah, the saint never expressed a desire to Gulmai to take Baba’s
darshan, though the saint knew that Baba had come into our lives. Baba
did say that Gilori Shah was a real saint of the fifth plane of
comciousness, who later progressed to the sixth plane. But Baba
cautioned Gulmai not to go see the saint though He had assured Gulmai
that the Saint’s consciousness was that high.
Later, Baba remarked, "After Rustom's wedding I am thinking of moving
to some village for awhile."
Gulmai then asked, "Why don't you come and visit our property near
Arangaon village, outside Ahmednagar?"
Baba coyly asked her, "Why do you say that?"
Gulmai replied, "Your visit has been foretold by a local saint, Gilori
Baba, pretending not to follow, said that He did not understand what she
Gulmai then told this story:
A few years ago, my husband, Kaikhushru (Khan Saheb), secured a
contract to supply incandescent lights to the military barracks located
near the village of Arangaon. It is six miles from the town of
Ahmednagar, and he used to visit there occasionally on business.
At the end of World War-1, a man bought the entire establishment from
the military. Since the land was unsuitable for cultivation, it was, in turn,
offered for sale; but no one was interested in buying such fallow land. As
a result, the owner approached Kaikhushru, who consulted his business
partners. But they, too, were uninterested in buying what they called,
"jungle land." He asked my opinion, and I wondered what we would do
with it, since we would never be able to move there because it was too
far away from the city.
Nevertheless, he bought the land on his own, thinking it might prove
useful in the future. The few buildings remained unattended for a long
time and became dilapidated. Any useful material was stolen by the
villagers. Occasionally, we used to visit the place because Kaikhushru
had hired the headman of the village to sow millet there.
A Mohammedan saint called Hazrat Maula Gilori Shah lived in
Ahmednagar. He occasionally comes to our house for a meal; but
usually he prefers to keep aloof. He dislikes the presence of any crowd.
When Masaji was working in Ahmednagar, he used to take bread and
butter to the saint, and sometimes would bathe him.
Gilori Shah would often mention that he wanted to go to Arangaon and
live his last days there. I thought that it was an unsuitable place for such
a personage and would argue, "But Hazrat, who will bring your meals
there? And who will look after you in the jungle?"
He would frown, saying, "All of these people are of no use to me, and I
do not require their help."
There were some wealthy butchers who used to pay him respect and
who offered him some land. However, he preferred our place and would
tell them that he would only settle at Arangaon.
One day, he told me, "Give me a small portion of your land and build a
room for me." On another occasion he said, "Take me there and also
bring Upasni Maharaj and Meher Baba. Turn the place into a sadhu
khana." (An ashram for wandering mendicants and pilgrims.) I would
listen to him but tried to dissuade him, knowing it would cause uproar
among our in-laws.
A year passed without seeing Gilori Shah. One night, I dreamed that I
was seated in the garden compound of a small old house. A child all
wrapped in cloth was on my lap. A couple of persons were speaking to
me as my eyes gazed downward. I saw the head of the child peeping
out from under its covering. The child then sat up, and I saw that he had
the face of the saint. I cried out, "This child is Hazrat Gilori Shah!"
He sweetly pleaded, "Mother, you are not giving me the land! Where will
I instantly remembered the land at Arangaon and promised him, "Yes,
Hazrat, I will give it to you." The moment I finished speaking, I
I narrated the dream to my husband, telling him that the saint had been
insisting on the land for some years, and Kaikhushru promised to fulfill
That very day, Gilori Shah, accompanied by some of his devotees, went
to Arangaon. There he selected a small plot of land, and told them,
"Prepare my tomb here."
This statement surprised them, and they pleaded: "But, Hazrat, who will
come so far from the city to pay homage here? This is a desolate place
The saint then reprimanded them: "You are like children. You know
nothing! In a short time, this place will turn into a garden of pilgrimage. A
great one will come here and this land will one day belong to the people
of the world. Only then will you understand why I am buried here."
One day, I went with the saint to look at the site he had selected. A
mason joined us and the plot was measured and changes were made as
directed by him. Then the saint turned to me and said, "When I die, bring
me here – escorted by a band. Bury me at this place."
I pleaded, "Your Mohammedan followers will never permit the band!"
He replied, "Yes, I know that. So you will have to drive them away to do
as I tell you. Tell them that I had no caste or creed!"
Then he concluded: & quot;Meher Baba will soon come here, and before He
does you should have my tomb erected. All that will happen will be
exactly as I am telling you." I promised him accordingly.
Meher Baba was glad to hear this story and did not object to Gulmai
carrying out the saint's wishes.
Gulmai then inquired when He would come to Arangaon. Baba grinned
as He replied, "I may or may not come!"
"You will have to come!" said Gulmai.
"We'll see. Meanwhile, construct Gilori Shah's tomb as he wishes," He
Externally, this was how Meher Baba worked. His inner work was
continual and manifested in a natural sequence of events. No one knew
that, while residing in the Manzil, He was preparing the ground for his
next abode. It only came to light during this conversation with Gulmai.
Who knows what impact the Avatar has in world affairs?
It is literally true that not a thing happens without his
(A Saint of the sixth plane from Pandharpur)
Born: 23rd February 1876
Died: 21st December 1956
While at Deccan College, Merwan formed a dramatic troupe which rehearsed at his uncle Rustom's and aunt Piroja's house on Sachapir Street. The group staged two or three public performances at a local theater with the proceeds donated to charity.
Merwan and his friends would sometimes attend kirtan performances – Hindu songs with narration about God or the gurus and saints. Gadge Maharaj was a Hindu saint of the sixth plane, who in his youth wandered in India living off alms, He was later known as a "perfect saint" because not only did he teach the love of God but also performed selfless service by managing a leper colony in Pandharpur, India. Once Merwan heard the great saint performs a kirtan in Poona. Although the humble saint was dressed in rags, Gadge Maharaj radiated divine love, and all who attended were profoundly impressed.
On 12th September, 1954 a mass darshan program was held at Wadia Park in Ahmednagar.
Baba said "There are many good saints in India. There are some on the Path. Some are advanced souls. There is one, Gadge Maharaj, in the Deccan. He is a great one.
"Gadge Maharaj has a very large following. He is about 90 years of age and walks about all the time, telling others
"Gadge Maharaj came to Me, he bowed down to Me. I made him sit near Me. He was sitting for a long time near Me. He is very well known in different parts of India, although he works in the Deccan. Wherever he goes, a huge crowd gathers around him to hear him speak. And he loves Me; he knows My greatness."
Adi K. Irani related, "Once Gadge Maharaj told me: 'Tell Baba to bless me. He is the World Teacher and I am just an ordinary saint. He is the Big Sun and I am just a flame. Tell Him to bless me!' "
Baba continued: "In India, there are many saints, but seven of them are My beloved children. I am thinking of having a big meeting after the 15th of February. I want to invite these seven (saints). This meeting will be a very great affair, and I do not want you to miss the opportunity. If I invite you, try to come. Elizabeth, you must not try, but must come. After that meeting, the breaking of My silence, My glorification, My manifestation, all will happen in quick succession, as I have declared.
Meher Baba used the word "saint" (Sant in Hindi) primarily to refer to advanced souls on the mental (5th or 6th) planes. Sant Gadge Maharaj of Pandharpur (died Dec. 21, 1956) was a well-known Hindu saint of Maharashtra. Meher Baba identified him as a sixth-plane saint.
"Gadge Maharaj..was one of the greatest saints in India, and ... was even considered to be a Sadguru by many devotees. (Lord Meher-Vol-12-p-4398)