WEST BENGAL (CONTACTS)

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CONTACTS (WEST BENGAL)

 

1-A POLICE MAN

On 1st April 1948, Baba was out looking for masts on Mukamma Ghat in Batanagar, an amusing incident took place. Baba was conversing with mandali men and Gustadji as Gustadji was keeping silence, he was "talking" with his fingers, and Eruch, who was the most adept at putting his gestures into words, was interpreting for Baba. Because Gustadji had enjoyed a bumper breakfast that morning, he was in a good mood and his fingers moved rapidly.

Nearby a policeman was observing this odd exchange and became suspicious. He asked everyone to accompany him to the police station. Eruch asked what they had done wrong. "This man is not speaking but making signals and I am suspicious of him. You'll have to come with me to the station to be interrogated." The policeman thought there were some secret coded messages being passed between Baba and Gustadji by signs. Due to the bitter relations between India and Pakistan at the time, even the smallest, most trivial incidents were viewed with apprehension.

Eruch assured him, "We are Parsis, and this person is dumb and therefore was speaking through signs."

Gustadji's feelings were pricked by this repeated remark and he gestured to Eruch, "Why do you always call me 'dumb'? Am I dumb or observing silence?"

Eruch did not pay any attention to him and continued talking with the officer, but Baba snapped at Eruch, "What is he saying, what is he saying? Why don't you tell me what Gustadji is saying?"

When the policeman saw that there were two "dumb" persons in their group, he became even more suspicious! Eruch, with difficulty, persuaded him of their innocence and the man left. (Lord Meher-p-2638-1948)

 

5-AMIYA KANTI DAS

Amiya Kanti Das, an elderly attorney from Calcutta, arrived. Amiya Das had been longing for Baba's darshan since 1931, but had never been able to manage it for one reason or another.

Dedolchow informed Baba that Das had also brought some presents. Baba frowned and continued, "Baba does not need anything, only love from his lovers. I appreciate what you do; I know that it is the love in you that compels your actions. But all these things brought to me are illusory. Only love is real."

Amiya Das Was leaving, Baba remarked to Harry, "I know everything. Do you know how I know everything?"

Harry said he did not. Explaining, Baba said 4643:

Dedolchow and Amiya Das saw Baba the next day, along with various Poona workers. About 60 persons had gathered. At one point a mother approached Baba, cradling her infant in her arms. The baby was fast asleep, but Baba wanted to hold it. So the mother placed the child in Baba's arms, and Baba started tickling it and patting its cheeks until it woke up. Instead of crying, the baby stared at Baba intently and would not look away. Finally, the mother took the baby from Baba's arms — and then the baby started to cry!

Baba began a discourse and Das started to take notes. Baba signaled him to stop; he did not want any notes taken then. After the morning session, Dedolchow, Das and Jalbhai went out to lunch, and then to the zoo until one o'clock, after which they were to return to Guruprasad for the afternoon session with Baba.

On 31th March, Amiya Das of Calcutta returned for darshan, and Baba presented him with a glistening white rose. That afternoon at 4:30 P.M., Baba and nine of the mandali were driven to Bindra House and then Peshwa Park.

Another seaman, Harry Dedolchow, and A. K. Das visited Guruprasad for three days at this time. Dedolchow asked Baba if he could go to the hospital and visit his friend Joseph. Baba agreed, but instructed him, "When you go, tell Joseph the reason I did not let him drop his body was because he did not say my name when he was about to take his last breath."

Dedolchow found this confusing and said, "Baba, I used to live with the Harbs in San Francisco for many months, and Joseph always repeats your name for one hour every morning." (Lord Meher-p-4947-1963)

In Year 1960, Amiya Kanti Das, an elderly attorney from Calcutta, arrived. Amiya Das had been longing for Baba's darshan since 1931, but had never been able to manage it for one reason or another. Baba embraced him first and the old man wept.

Das had also brought some presents. Baba frowned and continued, "Baba does not need anything, only love from His lovers. I appreciate what you do; I know that it is the love in you that compels your actions. But all these things brought to Me are illusory. Only love is real." Baba embraced Amiya Kanti  Das. (Lord Meher-p-4641-1960)

 

7-CAVAS P. KHATAO

Cavas P. Khatao was a prominent theatrical associate of Rustom Mama. Merwan's maternal uncle. One day he met Merwan and felt extremely drawn to him. Khatao was an actor and the owner-director of the Alfred Theatrical Company, which had shifted its base of operations from Bombay to Calcutta some years previous. The company also regularly toured the north of India giving dramatic performances.

Memo sent Merwan to stay with his aunt and uncle for a change of scenery and to improve his disposition. Unfortunately Merwan was not at ease in Calcutta and felt uncomfortable away from his friends.

Mr. Khatao invited Merwan to stay at his home, but Merwan refused. Cavas offered Merwan a job with the company.

Merwan politely told Mr. Khatao, "Sir, I am not looking for a job."

"I will treat you like a son," Cavas replied. "Whatever conditions and wages you want I will meet. Don't refuse me."

Merwan answered, "Please don't press me any further about this." Nevertheless, Cavas persisted.

After staying three months in Calcutta, Merwan returned to Poona. Meanwhile, Rustom Mama had written his sister Memo about Mr. Khatao's interest in Merwan and the job he had offered that Merwan had refused. Consequently, when Merwan arrived home, he was met with a renewed onslaught of lectures from his mother about his future. Memo was convinced that her son was wasting his life. At her insistence, Merwan had no choice but to write Mr. Khatao and accept the position with his theatrical company.

Merwan soon went back to Calcutta. His first assignment was as tour manager, to travel with the actors to Lahore in northern India (now Pakistan), where they would be staging a Hindi play, Ramayan. Merwan could not forget his friends in Poona, however, especially Behramji with whom he would frequently correspond. In one such letter he wrote:

Dear Behramji,

Circumstances compel me to do things which I do not like to do. I am obliged to eat all sorts of things that I have no taste for and keep myself dressed in clothes I have no desire to wear.

O God! What entanglements! What sort of bondage is this!

Strangely enough though, within a few months after Merwan mailed this letter, Cavas Khatao died in Lahore on 16 August 1916, during an operation for kidney stones, and the company was temporarily disbanded. Merwan happily returned to Poona, and, this time, his mother could not reprimand him for either quitting or being fired. (Lord Meher-p-176-1916)

 

 

9-CHARI A.C.S,

  1. S. Chari, an advocate from Madras. but worked in Calcutta.

Chari had met Baba briefly in Nasik in 1932, and at that time Baba had given him a tall glass of hot milk as prasad. The next day Chari went to see Upasni Maharaj, who casually asked him, "Did you have any hot milk today?" Only years later did Chari realize the close connection between Maharaj and Baba, and remembered Maharaj's "innocent," casual query.

Fifteen years later, in 1947 Chari met Baba in meeting in Madras. Chari asked Baba to bless him to do Baba's work better. Baba answered by spelling out on the alphabet board, "Try to get over lust and greed."

In 1951, all the Old and New Life companions were invited for a stay of seven days; in addition, 39 men were to stay for only three days. The Hamirpur leaders, such as Keshav Nigam and Pukar, were to come, as were those from Andhra, led by Dhanapathy Rao and the Madras advocate A. C. S. Chari. These were relatively "new" lovers, yet they did much work for Baba in their areas — with the result that in a short time the entire Hamirpur district of Uttar Pradesh in the north and the state of Andhra Pradesh in the south were at Meher Baba's feet.

In September 1957, Goher began looking for an Indian chiropractor, and through A. C. S. Chari, she had contacted an American-trained chiropractor Dr. M. Alexander in Calcutta about the possibility of Baba's going there for treatment. Baba's X-rays were sent, and Chari wrote that, according to Dr. Alexander, Baba definitely would benefit from a chiropractic adjustment.

In 1958, A. C. S. Chari came late, and Baba asked the reason for his delay and asked him to relate something funny. "Try somebody else," Chari replied morosely. (Chari was facing a personal crisis, but had not mentioned it.) Baba consoled Chari, "I am aware of your circumstances and difficulties, and I also know how you have held fast to me despite all that."

In September 1959, when, Dedolchow’s ship docked in Calcutta, He took leave and traveled with A. C. S. Chari to see Baba. They arrived at Meherazad on 7th September. Instead of five minutes, Baba allowed him to stay for about two hours.

After they arrived, Dedolchow was told to wait outside mandali hall until Baba called him inside. Soon the call came. He followed Chari inside and sat on the floor beside him. Chari immediately took out his notebook to write down what Baba, through Eruch, stated. Baba called Dedolchow near him. On approaching, Dedolchow looked at Baba continuously and tried to bow at his feet. Baba stopped him and said: "Harry, you have come at such a time when I have stopped giving darshan. All correspondence is also closed. Had you come before, you would have seen me brilliant, in a jolly mood. I myself would have welcomed you. Still, you are fortunate to get the opportunity to come to me when others cannot approach me. And because of you, Chari has the same opportunity. He too is lucky to be here. These days, I do not allow anyone to bow down to me." Baba asked, "Have you eaten anything today?" Dedolchow said that he and Chari had come directly from Calcutta by train and had eaten very little. Baba called for tea and refreshments and both ate before him. Baba asked about their return reservations and Chari replied that they were confirmed.

In 1960, a Baba lover named K. Rangarao passed away at this time. Chari informed Baba and requested a message for a gathering in the man's honor. Baba dictated this reply to Eruch on 11 June: "Life and death do not affect an ardent worker of Baba, for he who loves Baba lives to die in his cause and abides in the One who is Existence infinite and eternal."

Baba's neck and wanted his photograph taken with Him. He desired Baba's embrace twice — once for himself and another for someone and his wife, who could not attend the sahavas, but who had sent their love-gift of a shawl for Baba. Accepting both his requests, Baba embraced him twice and then had three photographs taken. Baba himself then added a touch of humor by having a fourth taken.

In Calcutta, A. C. S. Chari had a difficult time on Silence Day. It was a day “full of remorse,” as he reviewed in silence his past mistakes and misdeeds. He felt so contrite that he could not contain himself and in the evening he sent this telegram to Baba:

Reviewing all past events of my life, I feel bitter remorse and feel that I was unworthy of being thy lover, disciple and worker. I pray for complete forgiveness and for thy love and grace to make me worthy of your love and perennial grace in all ways.

Chari received this reply:

Baba wants me to inform you that he has forgiven you and that you should not worry about your drawbacks or weaknesses, but pay all attention to curb them and to rise above them with the prop of his remembrance and his name. Baba wants me to mention here that you are one of his jewels in his cause, and as such, the jewel can never get tarnished even though its lustre may apparently get dimmed by extraneous matter — dust or dirt! Once the jewel is polished it shines and remains to shine bright.

 

 

10-CHOWBEY D. S.

Baba noticed D. S. Chowbey of Calcutta bowing down to Balak Bhagwan at the other end of the pandal. He stopped the darshan and called Pukar, who was supposed to be looking after Balak Bhagwan. Baba again warned Balak Bhagwan not to allow anyone to lay his head at his feet. Chowbey apologized, and Baba asked him if he had ever met him before. Chowbey said he had met Baba in America. (Lord Meher-4255)

 

13-DR. HIRA LAL CHOPRA

In 1966, Dr. Hira Loll Chopra, PhD. of Calcutta had been invited to speak and preside over one of the functions planned for the Ahmednagar Center birthday celebration that year. He was taken to Meherazad by Adi on 15 February and saw Baba for 20 minutes. He recited an Urdu poem he had composed and Baba was happy with his understanding and love.

In 1967, Dr. Hira Lall Chopra of Calcutta was the special guest speaker during birthday celebration at the Ahmednagar Center, and he met Baba at Meherazad for fifteen minutes. Sarosh Irani, at the time the mayor of the town, approached Baba with the idea of a procession with a large picture of Baba carried in an open jeep throughout the town, and Baba gave his consent. A week-long celebration of kirtan programs at different venues was held as a forerunner to the main event on the 25th. (Lord Meher-p-5206)

 

14-DR. G. S. N. MOORTY & SAVITRI

Dr. GSN Moorty was the Talkative Disciple of the Silent Master

To introduce Dr. Moorty to the world wide family of Avatar Meher Baba is like carrying coal to New Castle. Moorty was born in early twenties in an orthodox Southern Indian Brahmin family, and he got his Mantra Deeksha (initiation to holy chants) at a young age from Swamy Shivanand Saraswati of Rishikesh (India). He was a brilliant scholar of Srimad Bhagwad Geeta. Moorty also became known as “Geeta Bhushan” due to his in-depth understanding of Geeta. In days of childhood he used to recite all 700 Shlokas of Geeta every morning under the guidance of his father. He was attracted to Meher Baba through a photograph published in a Book “Geetank” available in his father’s library. In the Book Baba was described as The Silent Sadguru. This picture instantly enlightened a longing for Baba in his tender heart.

It was later in year 1941 after going through all the available literature about Meher Baba in his father’s library he was inclined to write a letter directly to Meher Baba seeking His Blessing for observing a successful Geeta Jayanti programme. Later when drawn to His Silent love Dr. Moorty agreed to Dr. C.D. Deshmukh’s request in early 1955 and attended the November 1955 Sahavas (Being in the company of God) at Meherabad (Ahmednagar- India) for one week. The impact of Beloved Baba’s messages of love deeply affected his heart and he was more and more drawn towards Baba. In the year 1953 he also had the opportunity to address the “World Parliament of Religions” held at Rishikesh (India). It was there when he came to know more of Meher Baba through one of the prominent Baba lover from Dehradun, who was distributing some rare photos and messages of Meher Baba, and later met Baba with Dr. C. D. Deshmukh.

This is how Dr. Moorty began his long and wonderful association with Baba. Moorty was fortunate enough to have Meher Baba’s Darshan and Blessings during the Sahavas held in November 1955 in Meherabad. Soon Dr. Moorty’s work and efforts to spread Meher Baba’s words became a living example to all other followers. Moorty was one of those precious gems who enjoyed the opportunity of intense exchange of correspondence with Meher Baba and remained His living garland as advised by Baba Himself in 1955 Sahavas. Baba lovingly called him as “Talkative Disciple of a Silent Master”

Dr. Moorhty’s efforts brought many new lovers close to Meher Baba, not only in India but in United States and Europe as well. He had a charismatic capability to combine Vedanta and Baba’s Discourses in his narrations. Moorty often used to ask lot many question to his beloved and always got the answers to satisfy his Intelligence. Once on 04 July 1962 he asked beloved Baba about comparison of two kinds of lovers, as who is greater, those who are highly active in spreading His name and messages through different activities and the others who are only inclined to remain aloof and remember Baba. After a little pause beloved Baba said “One who loves me very dearly and with all his heart but hardly attends any meetings and Melas, still his love for me is not any less. And yet another one who loves me so much that in spite of poor health, he moves about from place to place, takes a lot of pains and responsibility on himself for arranging and organizing meetings to spread my name and are also equal in my love and I love them both alike.

Baba further explained to Moorty that “it t is not your love for me that matters, but My love for you which counts.”

Moorty, a Scholar and Philosopher had a PhD in Philosophy and shall always be remembered as a great orator with paramount intellectual capacity embedded with subtle wit and humor. He also wrote a small a Book “Wonders of Silence” describing anecdotes from his live with Meher Baba which was published recently.

Some of his reminiscences in his own words are as under

I was out and out a Vedantist. Hence I had several Vedantic doubts in my mind which I wanted to clear up from an authoritative source. In this connection, I would often approach Masters of Vedantic wisdom to quench the thirst of my hidden curiosity.

Now that I had come in contact with Meher Baba — the Ancient One, I thought it should be proper on my part to collect all my questions connected with the spirit of Vedanta and find a definite answer so that the same could serve as a master-key to solve all such problems — both technical and intellectual as envisaged in Brahma Sutras and Upanishads.

With this secret motto in my heart, I made out a long list of doubts in the shape of direct questions to be put to Baba, whenever I got a chance. The list of questions, typed out in 4 pages was pinned up and kept concealed in my shirt pocket. I sat before Baba at Meherazad, waiting for an appropriate time when Baba would be in a favourable mood.

Just then, a tiny packet of books was brought before Baba and placed on the little stool lying in front of Him. Baba asked Eruch to open the packet, which was promptly done. Then Baba with His own hands, picked up the top one and abruptly opened its pages and put His forefinger over the headline of a particular page; simultaneously, Baba asked me to come near Him and read aloud the passage where His finger was; and lo!

To my utmost surprise, the headline read: "The Question and Its Answer"

When the contents of that passage were fully read out by me, I felt internally that all my questions were answered and I had no more queries to ask. Indeed that particular passage served as a master key to all my Vedantic doubts and curiosities so much so, that I forgot about the list in my pocket....

Sitting silently and looking eagerly at Baba's blissfully shining face, I was deeply pondering the queer way of answering all my questions by Baba in Silence. At the same time, my attention was focused on that special book and I thought of buying the same through Adi K. Irani.

Within seconds, Baba again asked me to come near Him and when I went close to Him as before, He gestured to me asking, "What are you thinking at this moment?" I said nothing but simply kept quiet. The Silent Master was smiling in a mysterious manner and softly presented the very same book to me with His Holy Hands.

As I was receiving it in my human hands, the All-knowing Almighty Avatar spelt out through His Divine fingers saying "Keep it always with you. Let this be your Gita; read it, every day. You will be free from all questions. Love Me, I will help you."

It was in the year 1955 that I first came to Meherabad and saw Meher Baba physically. I was standing in the long queue of lovers waiting for the arrival of Baba at about 7 a.m. for the Sahawas Programme. I was not a Baba-lover then. Everyone in the queue was holding a garland in his hand to be offered to Baba when he would pass by the queue. I was the lone exception who did not buy any garland to be offered to Baba like the others as I was much against the Avatar hood of Baba. Though I had no objection in considering him to be a Mahatma or a Saint, yet I was not inclined to accept him as an Avatar like Rama and Krishna.

Dr. Kanakadandi Suryanarayana was standing by my side. He had earlier asked me to buy a garland, but I refused to do so. I was also curious to know about the method of Baba’s communication since he was observing silence — having given up the use of both written and spoken words. While I was thus deeply absorbed in my own curiosity, Baba’s car arrived and stopped at the main gate on the road near the “Dhuni.” All eyes were on Baba as he got down from the car and stood looking at the lovers. He was wearing a pink coat. His face was emitting golden rays. I was amazed to see two most brilliant star-like eyes twinkling on his face. For a moment, I was totally lost in the radiant beauty of Baba, the like of which was never seen before by me.

Baba was slowly and majestically passing by the queue moving towards me and those at the other end. It then struck my mind that I must also have a garland to be offered to Baba when he would come to me. But the problem was now to leave the queue and get the garland. Luckily, I could see a small flower shop nearby underneath a tree that was just a stone’s throw away from the place where I stood in the queue. I thought it would take at least five minutes for Baba to come near me because I saw Baba receiving garlands in his hands from his lovers. Eruch Bhai was following Baba and was interpreting Baba’s gestures.

Just when I turned my face towards the flower shop and was about to take a leap to fetch one garland, I felt someone’s touch on my shoulders from behind and as I looked back, I was utterly surprised to see Baba holding my shoulders and looking into my heart. I was so much overwhelmed with Baba’s divine beauty that I became almost speechless. At the same time I was repenting in my heart of hearts for not being able to offer a garland to Baba. Just at that very moment, Baba gestured to me saying, “I am the Ancient One. I know everything. Tell me honestly why you were looking to the other side while God Himself was approaching towards you.” I became nervous and replied to Baba saying, “No, Baba. It’s nothing like that. I only wanted to buy a garland for you.”

However, Baba did not leave me at that point and questioned me seriously, “But why did you not buy the garland before coming to the queue as the others had done?”

I had no answer. I was put in an awkward position. I was upset. How to tell Baba that all the time I was thinking against him. I was dumb and not knowing what to say. Yet, I thought for a moment, “If this person Baba is really God — Antaryami — how nice would it be on his part to leave me thus without further interrogation?” And lo, just where my thought ended, Baba picked up saying, “Well, I forgive you. Don’t worry.” A few seconds after that, drawing my attention to the few garlands that were still hanging on his hand, Baba said, “Look at these garlands. These flowers will fade away. They are bound to be destroyed sooner or later. But, I want you to be My Living Garland.”

I could not follow what Baba actually meant by saying “Living Garland” and I was simply staring at Baba with vacant eyes. Baba then held both my hands into His hands and took them round his neck and said, “Now do you understand?” I found myself practically hanging round the bosom of Baba as a child suspending itself in the embrace of its mother.

Giving a soft slap on my cheek Baba pointed to my suspended body and said, “Yes. This is the living garland. But I want you to become a Real Living Garland.”

Baba finally gestured to me saying, “I know everything. Love Me and I will help you.”

One day, Moorty appeared at Guruprasad in a canary yellow shirt. Baba asked him, “How did you ever get your master’s degree in college? You don’t even know what colour clothes to put on? You look ridiculous!”

The next day, Moorty came wearing a deep red shirt. Baba commented, “You look more ludicrous than yesterday. You really are a fool!”

The third day, Moorty came dressed in a bright blue shirt, whereupon Baba remarked, “For God’s sake, you look worse than before! Haven’t you got the least colour discrimination?”

This irritated Moorty, and he asked somewhat sharply, “Then what colour shirt should I wear?”

Smiling, Baba retorted, “Ah, except for the colour you are now displaying, choose any other colour. All this talk about your shirts was to bring out the colour – anger – you have just shown.”

Moorty’s leave of absence from work was almost over, but he wished to prolong his stay. Baba advised him to send a telegram for an extension, but Moorty said, “I will never be able to get it, Baba. It was with the greatest difficulty that I managed to get this much time off.”

Baba replied, “This reminds me of my childhood. A friend of mine could never pass his exam, but falling at his teacher’s feet he would entreat: ‘Sir, I will eat your shit but please pass me!’ The teacher would then pass him. Similarly, you do likewise, and your superior will surely grant you leave.” But, taken aback by the thought of saying such a thing to his boss, Moorty hesitated to do this, and the idea of applying for an extension was dropped and he returned to Calcutta.

On one occasion, during his interview, Dr. Moorty told Baba that he had urgent work in Poona and asked permission to leave. Baba asked, "Can't you remain until the sahavas is over?"

Although it was untrue, Moorty replied, "No, I have some important work."

Baba permitted him to leave, but when he reached Poona he found to his astonishment that his host's residence was locked and no one was around. He did not know anyone else in Poona. He had told Baba a lie and as a result had to spend the night on the railway station platform. The next day, he returned to Ahmednagar and conferred with Adi Sr. His intention was to go back to Meherabad, but Adi persuaded him it was best to return home. Moorty again had to waste a day at the Ahmednagar station, waiting to catch the train. He learned a hard lesson about lying to Baba, but the incident established his deep faith in Baba and his head bowed at Baba's feet. Moorty returned to Kharagpur and never committed the same mistake again.

It was in the year 1955 that I first came to Meherabad and saw Meher Baba physically. I was standing in the long queue of lovers waiting for the arrival of Baba at about 7 a.m. for the Sahawas Programme. I was not a Baba-lover then. Everyone in the queue was holding a garland in his hand to be offered to Baba when he would pass by the queue. I was the lone exception who did not buy any garland to be offered to Baba like the others as I was much against the Avatar hood of Baba. Though I had no objection in considering him to be a Mahatma or a Saint, yet I was not inclined to accept him as an Avatar like Rama and Krishna.

Dr. Kanakdandi Suryanarayana was standing by my side. He had earlier asked me to buy a garland, but I refused to do so. I was also curious to know about the method of Baba's communication since he was observing silence — having given up the use of both written and spoken words. While I was thus deeply absorbed in my own curiosity, Baba's car arrived and stopped at the main gate on the road near the "Dhuni." All eyes were on Baba as he got down from the car and stood looking at the lovers. He was wearing a pink coat. His face was emitting golden rays. I was amazed to see two most brilliant star-like eyes twinkling on his face. For a moment, I was totally lost in the radiant beauty of Baba, the like of which was never seen before by me.

Baba was slowly and majestically passing by the queue moving towards me and those at the other end. It then struck my mind that I must also have a garland to be offered to Baba when he would come to me. But the problem was now to leave the queue and get the garland. Luckily, I could see a small flower shop nearby underneath a tree that was just a stone's throw away from the place where I stood in the queue. I thought it would take at least five minutes for Baba to come near me because I saw Baba receiving garlands in his hands from his lovers. Eruch Bhai was following Baba and was interpreting Baba's gestures.

Just when I turned my face towards the flower shop and was about to take a leap to fetch one garland, I felt someone's touch on my shoulders from behind and as I looked back, I was utterly surprised to see Baba holding my shoulders and looking into my heart. I was so much overwhelmed with Baba's divine beauty that I became almost speechless. At the same time I was repenting in my heart of hearts for not being able to offer a garland to Baba. Just at that very moment, Baba gestured to me saying, "I am the Ancient One. I know everything. Tell me honestly why you were looking to the other side while God Himself was approaching towards you." I became nervous and replied to Baba saying, "No, Baba. It's nothing like that. I only wanted to buy a garland for you."

However, Baba did not leave me at that point and questioned me seriously, "But why did you not buy the garland before coming to the queue as the others had done?"

I had no answer. I was put in an awkward position. I was upset. How to tell Baba that all the time I was thinking against him. I was dumb and not knowing what to say. Yet, I thought for a moment, "If this person Baba is really God — Antaryamin — how nice would it be on his part to leave me thus without further interrogation?" And lo, just where my thought ended, Baba picked up saying, "Well, I forgive you. Don't worry." A few seconds after that, drawing my attention to the few garlands that were still hanging on his hand, Baba said, "Look at these garlands. These flowers will fade away. They are bound to be destroyed sooner or later..... But, I want you to be My Living Garland."

I could not follow what Baba actually meant by saying "Living Garland" and I was simply staring at Baba with vacant eyes. Baba then held both my hands into His hands and took them round his neck and said, "Now do you understand?" I found myself practically hanging round the bosom of Baba as a child suspending itself in the embrace of its mother.

Giving a soft slap on my cheek Baba pointed to my suspended body and said, "Yes. This is the living garland. But I want you to become a Real Living Garland."

Baba finally gestured to me saying, "I know everything. Love Me and I will help you."

Once, during his interview, Dr. Moorty told Baba that he had urgent work in Poona and asked permission to leave. Baba asked, “Can’t you remain until the sahavas is over?”

Although it was untrue, Moorty replied, “No, I have some important work.”

Baba permitted him to leave, but when he reached Poona he found to his astonishment that his host’s residence was locked and no one was around. He did not know anyone else in Poona. He had told Baba a lie and as a result had to spend the night on the railway station platform. The next day, he returned to Ahmednagar and conferred with Adi Sr. His intention was to go back to Meherabad, but Adi persuaded him it was best to return home. Moorty again had to waste a day at the Ahmednagar station, waiting to catch the train. He learned a hard lesson about lying to Baba, but the incident established his deep faith in Baba and his head bowed at Baba’s feet. Moorty returned to Kharagpur and never committed the same mistake again.3885

Looking at me quite peculiarly, Baba said: "I know you are waiting for My embrace. But no, how could I embrace you this time when I did not embrace anyone on 13th October [1968], though so many lovers were invited to attend an important meeting at Meherazad? Certainly I cannot be partial to you by giving an embrace now."

I was feeling a sense of disappointment and at once became sad. However suddenly I remembered about the Photostat copy of Baba's telegram, sent to me years ago, which I always carry in my pocket.

"I AM YOUR FATHER, MOTHER AND WIFE. SO BE BRAVE AND DO YOUR DUTY. MY LOVE TO YOU." — Meher Baba

I took this telegram from my pocket and showed it to Baba. I could clearly see a broad smile on Baba's face when He said: "You need not get disappointed. There is one way out. Ask Eruch, he will suggest."

Now poor Eruch who was interpreting Baba, told Him thus: "What could I suggest? It is up to you to embrace or not embrace ... What other way could there be Baba?"

Baba showered some more smiles and told Eruch again:

"No doubt, I did not embrace anyone on 13th October and definitely, I cannot be partial to Moorty. But, suppose, though I may not embrace, if Moorty on his own comes forward and embraces Me, for which I do not resist, then how shall it sound? Can I not still maintain saying I never embraced Moorty but it is Moorty who embraced Me and I was helpless?"

Eruch kept quiet and signalled me to embrace Baba, but I was hesitating.

Finally, Baba said, "At present, I am in a good mood and My mood is that I shall not resist if you yourself come forward and embrace Me immediately, before My mood changes."

At once I rushed towards Baba in lightning speed and embraced Him so tightly, as if I were attempting to squeeze out the essence of Eternity. When the embrace was over, Baba asked me, "Are you satisfied now?"

Myself: "Then what should I do in order to please you, Baba?"

Baba, putting His forefinger first on His right cheek and then on the left said, "Come and kiss Me on both sides of My face." He simultaneously reminded me, "Am I not also your wife?"

Tears of love burst forth from my eyes and in the same sobbing condition; I kissed Baba twice on either side of His Rosy cheeks.

Once again turning to Eruch, Baba pretending to be serious said, "Look here, Eruch! You are now a witness to this occurrence that I have not at all embraced Moorty and that this Khuda is never partial to anyone."

No sooner the drama was over, than my wife and children were discovered coming back from the Women Mandali's side, escorted by Dr. Goher.

In a moment we surrounded the Silent and All powerful God. Yet this wonderful God never embraced my family on this particular occasion. But what a leela — Purushottam? [Highest of beings] Who can understand His divine game of mischief?

As I was feeling proud in my heart of hearts that I was so singularly fortunate to be allowed to embrace Baba without any resistance whatever from Him, Beloved Lord Baba turned to me again and said: "You transfer that Embrace to your wife right now."

He repeatedly asked me to embrace my wife in His Presence. I could not disobey Baba and so embraced my wife, who was holding the baby Meher Nath in one of her arms. I felt I was now emptied of that Embrace which I had with Baba. My pride was powdered.

Suddenly, Baba gestured to me saying: "Don't worry; still you have the two kisses with you. Now you all go," and waving His Hand in the usual manner said, "Take Me with you."

Another time, Myself and Deshmukh were standing side by side. Baba was giving His Final Embrace to sahawasis. I too received the last embrace from Baba and I felt so romantic, I wished I could have one more. But, how could I dare ask for an additional embrace when none else was given. I kept quite suppressing my desire.

I left Baba along with Dr. Deshmukh, to get ready to reach Ahmednagar Station to catch the train. Once again, while departing, I waved my hand saying Tata to Baba. Suddenly Baba smiled and asked me to come closer to Him. I did so immediately. Baba tightly embraced me for the second time and that made me realise that Baba would never allow any suppression in the heart of His lover (although I was still not a lover). I was very happy full of ecstasy. Deshmukh at once said, "You are so fortunate."

In the very next moment, Baba said through His gestures, "Remember, this second embrace which I have just given, is not for you; it is for your wife. You carry the same straight from here, and give it to your wife. Also remember that you should not embrace any one until you have given my embrace to your wife."

All my joy ended, as I was put in such a funny situation. Then began a great Tamasha (fun). So many lovers — sahawasis — would come to me and spread their arms to embrace me saying "Jai Baba". But, I would not embrace them except saying "Jai Baba". Ultimately, I was fed up and locked-up that embrace with closed arms by cross- folding the hands. No one knew the secret. Everyone thought me to have become mad. Throughout the journey, I was restless. No sleep in spite of First Class reservation. For 24 hours in the train I felt I was carrying the Embrace — something more precious than all the wealth of this world.

When I returned to Kharagpur and reached my residence at about 8 p.m., I knocked at the door. As soon as she opened the door, I threw away the bag and baggage from my hands and embraced my wife tightly saying "Jai Baba"..... It is from Baba. Now I am free. Oh! How difficult it is to carry a single embrace...."

My brothers, sisters, mother and other children at the house, who were all looking at such behaviour of mine, were standing still. My wife got totally upset and annoyed and started muttering indistinctly, "What nonsense! What has happened to you at Meherabad? Are you in a sound state of mind?"

I had no answer ... I kept quiet ... silently wondering as to what really happened to me at the Sahawas in Meherabad.

A little later, when I was in my bed-room my wife came and sat in a strange mood right in front of me and with a disgusting voice remarked, "Who is this Meher Baba? What sort of Avatar is he? Never go to Meherabad again. You will be spoiled."

But Beloved Baba had already sown the seeds of His love in our hearts. These seeds were bound to sprout-forth in due course

One day, Moorty appeared at Guruprasad in a canary yellow shirt. Baba asked him, “How did you ever get your master’s degree in college? You don’t even know what colour clothes to put on? You look ridiculous!”

The next day, Moorty came wearing a deep red shirt. Baba commented, “You look more ludicrous than yesterday. You really are a fool!”

The third day, Moorty came dressed in a bright blue shirt, whereupon Baba remarked, “For God’s sake, you look worse than before! Haven’t you got the least colour discrimination?”

This irritated Moorty, and he asked somewhat sharply, “Then what colour shirt should I wear?”

Smiling, Baba retorted, “Ah, except for the colour you are now displaying, choose any other colour. All this talk about your shirts was to bring out the colour – anger – you have just shown.”

Moorty’s leave of absence from work was almost over, but he wished to prolong his stay. Baba advised him to send a telegram for an extension, but Moorty said, “I will never be able to get it, Baba. It was with the greatest difficulty that I managed to get this much time off.”

Baba replied, “This reminds me of my childhood. A friend of mine could never pass his exam, but falling at his teacher’s feet he would entreat: ‘Sir, I will eat your shit but please pass me!’ The teacher would then pass him. Similarly, you do likewise, and your superior will surely grant you leave.” But, taken aback by the thought of saying such a thing to his boss, Moorty hesitated to do this, and the idea of applying for an extension was dropped and he returned to Calcutta.

Moorty Scholar and Disciple of Meher Baba passed away on 28th April 2011 at Gwalior India. He had a long time association with Meher Baba and also wrote a Book “Wonders of Silence”. Moorty, an excellent orator and Philosopher was well known for his in-depth understanding of “Geeta” and received awards like “Geeta Bhushan”. Baba lovingly called him as “Talkative Disciple of a Silent Master”. Moorty once played the role of a Dead Body in a play before Baba. You can listen to his wonderful story in his own voice in the video below. Moorty a PhD in Philosophy was always a great attraction for his witty and live talks narrating the stories of Meher Baba’s life to all. (Lord Meher-p-5560)

 

 

16-DR. SAMARENDRA CHANDRA CHATTERJEE

The severe bouts of pain continued, and on the 17th December 1957, Baba had fever. Two days later, on 19 December, Don brought an orthopaedic surgeon from the military hospital named Dr. Samarendra Chandra Chatterjee, who began treating Baba. Chatterjee was 38 years old and a colonel in the army. Baba liked Dr. Chatterjee very much and Dr. Bansod's treatment was stopped. Chatterjee had more X-rays taken (by an army major nicknamed by Baba Kaka (Uncle) Souri), and had the traction removed, putting Baba's leg in a Thomas' splint for two days. On the evening of the 23rd, this splint was also removed and Baba was much more comfortable with His leg free of any encumbrances. (Lord Meher-p-4141-1957)

 

 

17-DR. SUBODH CHANDRA ROY

A blind Bengali scholar

A blind Bengali scholar named Dr. Subodh Chandra Roy, 50, had been teaching in New York at the New School for Social Research since 1948. Tom Riley had been a student there in 1956 and had taken courses in Indian philosophy with Dr Roy. One day Tom told Dr. Roy about Baba and referred him to God Speaks. Dr. Roy became so intrigued that he had someone read the book to him. He subsequently met Filis and Adele, and another student, Rose Garbade who, like Tom, had met Baba in America in 1958. Rose gave Chandra Roy another of Baba's books.

Although Roy had been blind since he was seven years old as a result of cholera, he had attended Calcutta University and served as a professor there; worked at the Tata School of Social Sciences, Bombay; done graduate work at London, Columbia and New York universities; and been a Harvard Research Scholar. In 1963, he became the first blind scholar to be granted a Fulbright Scholarship to travel and lecture in India. His research subject was "Modern Trends in Hinduism" and he was described as a philosopher and teacher who were "devoted to that fusion of Eastern and Western cultures in which lies today's hope for the world."

After arriving in Calcutta and talking at length with A. C. S. Chari, Dr. Roy was determined to meet Meher Baba. He wrote to Adi in October 1963, and Baba permitted him to come to Meherazad at his convenience on any date in the last week of November or first week of December 1963. But Dr. Roy failed to show up on the appointed day. Baba acted very concerned about him. By mistake, Dr. Roy had gone to Ahmedabad instead of Ahmednagar, a difference of over 500 miles. But the man had a strong will and, at last, found his way to Adi's office in Ahmednagar, along with an Indian escort who was a schoolteacher.

On the morning of Tuesday, 21st January 1964, in morning, Dr. Roy and the teacher were brought to Meherazad by Adi. After embracing him, Baba kissed him two or three times and lovingly permitted Dr. Roy to pass his hand over Baba's face. Subodh Chandra Roy recalled the incident:

I was very happy and also much embarrassed, as I had never been kissed by a man.

But Baba embraced and kissed me with such kindness and affection that it was most gracious.

Subodh Chandra Roy was with Baba for about three-quarters of an hour. Baba gave him a short discourse and answered the scholar's questions about reincarnation. "There are many births and deaths apparently," he was told. "But in reality, there is only one birth and one death."

Dr. Roy then asked, "What does your darshan mean for a person without sight?"

Baba explained, "All who come for my darshan are blind, for none can see me as I am. There are very few in the world that can 'see' me, the rest see only illusion. But the contact of touching me or receiving my embrace is a darshan of untold blessing, and so you are blessed."

When Dr. Roy asked about the breaking of his silence, Baba replied, "The fact that I have observed silence is in itself the answer that I must break it.

"My silence is no vow. I had the urge to observe silence, and I will equally have the urge to break it. An urge is independent of time, but the time is fast approaching when I will have the urge to break my silence."

Dr. Roy spoke of his deep study of various world religions and the conclusions he had reached, and invited Baba's comments. In response, Baba stated, "There are two aspects of religion, the ceremonial and the spiritual — in other words, the husk and the substance. When a man's consciousness begins to involve and he dives deep within, he can rightly assert that he belongs to no religion but that all religions belong to him."

"How should I characterize your teachings?" asked Dr. Roy. "To what philosophy or religion is it closest to?"

Baba replied, "My teachings are not like any religion or philosophy. If you are looking to anything for close similarity, it would be a sort of synthesis of Sufism, Zoroastrianism and Vedantism."

"I am glad to know this. As a professor in America, I teach comparative religion. I teach all three of these religions, Sufism as a part of Islam."

Dr. Roy next inquired, "How do you convey your gestures when you feel tired or get impatient?"

Baba took the blind man's hands into his and showed him how he did his signs, letting him feel his hands as he gestured. Dr. Roy asked, "Do you feel impatient at my questions?"

Baba joked, "Not yet."

Dr. Roy said, "I lost one day in my life by going to Ahmedabad by mistake instead of coming to Ahmednagar. How am I to make it up?"

Baba's answer was: "Time has no real existence in Eternity."

Dr. Roy put other questions to Baba about metaphysics, to which he replied, "You will find all the answers to your questions in God Speaks. Study the book thoroughly and absorb it."

Dr. Roy said, "I have found that your teaching is the same Truth established through the ages."

Baba smiled and remarked, "If it were otherwise, it would not be Truth! Truth is but one, the same and eternal. However, I have not come to teach it, but to give it."

Baba pointed to the metal plaque on the wall, which Eruch read out, "I have come not to teach but to awaken."

The schoolteacher then took a photograph of Dr. Roy and Baba, with Roy seated on the floor near Baba.

While leaving Meherazad, the professor told the mandali how happy and satisfied he was with meeting Baba, and said more than once, "Baba is indeed compassionate!"

Later, Dr. Roy summarized his meeting with these words:

Meher Baba's love is really very genuine and very great. He showed me what life should really embody, that is, about the "power of love" as opposed to "love of power." Most of us have experienced love of power, but very few of us have experienced the power of love.

After meeting Baba I concluded for myself, here is a person who embodied, practiced and inspired many of us with the power of love. I will cherish the interview I had with him throughout my life. (Lord Meher-p-5059/1963)

 

 

15-DR. RAI CHOWRIA

In 1943, during famine in West Bengal Meher Baba decided to feed 1000 poor middle class families who could not beg for food and laid condition that it should be done in separate house and His name should not be disclosed. With much difficulty, Eruch was successful in contacting Dr. Rai Chowria, the chief organizer of the Puddo Pukkar Relief Center, a charitable food-distributing institution, whom he told, "A generous Parsi philanthropist from Bombay is desirous of feeding the poor. If you put some suitable place at our disposal, we would be greatly obliged."

Dr. Chowria agreed to make a school premises available for the purpose. But before he committed himself, Chanji presented before him the following four written conditions:

1) None of the members of your organization should meet the Parsi benefactor, except Mr. Chowria, who can share in the work. The Parsi gentleman would like silence while serving the food. [This was specially included so that Chowria would not be inquisitive about Baba.]

2) No one should observe the generous Parsi and his companions, even from a distance, at the time of serving the food.

3) A room must be arranged for the generous Parsi where he may sit alone to distribute dhotis and saris to the men and women.

4) Your establishment should make complete arrangements (such as providing a cook, utensils, grains, servants, et cetera) for which all expenses will be paid. Also, the institution should select middle-class persons who need help, and issue invitations to them in the name of the generous Parsi, whose guests they will all be.

Dr. Chowria accepted the conditions, but no private living accommodation for Baba could be made. The original plan was that as soon as all arrangements had been made, Chanji was to telegram Baba at Lahore, and he would come. But, as was Baba's habit, he arrived unexpectedly on Thursday, 14 October 1943, with Gustadji and Savak. Since no residential quarters had been booked, Chanji took them to the Broadway Hotel for at least a day.

 

 

16-DR. SAMARENDRA CHANDRA CHATTERJEE

The severe bouts of pain continued, and on the 17th December 1957, Baba had fever. Two days later, on 19 December, Don brought an orthopaedic surgeon from the military hospital named Dr. Samarendra Chandra Chatterjee, who began treating Baba. Chatterjee was 38 years old and a colonel in the army. Baba liked Dr. Chatterjee very much and Dr. Bansod's treatment was stopped. Chatterjee had more X-rays taken (by an army major nicknamed by Baba Kaka (Uncle) Souri), and had the traction removed, putting Baba's leg in a Thomas' splint for two days. On the evening of the 23rd, this splint was also removed and Baba was much more comfortable with His leg free of any encumbrances. (Lord Meher-p-4141-1957)

 

17-DR. SUBODH CHANDRA ROY

A blind Bengali scholar

A blind Bengali scholar named Dr. Subodh Chandra Roy, 50, had been teaching in New York at the New School for Social Research since 1948. Tom Riley had been a student there in 1956 and had taken courses in Indian philosophy with Dr Roy. One day Tom told Dr. Roy about Baba and referred him to God Speaks. Dr. Roy became so intrigued that he had someone read the book to him. He subsequently met Filis and Adele, and another student, Rose Garbade who, like Tom, had met Baba in America in 1958. Rose gave Chandra Roy another of Baba's books.

Although Roy had been blind since he was seven years old as a result of cholera, he had attended Calcutta University and served as a professor there; worked at the Tata School of Social Sciences, Bombay; done graduate work at London, Columbia and New York universities; and been a Harvard Research Scholar. In 1963, he became the first blind scholar to be granted a Fulbright Scholarship to travel and lecture in India. His research subject was "Modern Trends in Hinduism" and he was described as a philosopher and teacher who were "devoted to that fusion of Eastern and Western cultures in which lies today's hope for the world."

After arriving in Calcutta and talking at length with A. C. S. Chari, Dr. Roy was determined to meet Meher Baba. He wrote to Adi in October 1963, and Baba permitted him to come to Meherazad at his convenience on any date in the last week of November or first week of December 1963. But Dr. Roy failed to show up on the appointed day. Baba acted very concerned about him. By mistake, Dr. Roy had gone to Ahmedabad instead of Ahmednagar, a difference of over 500 miles. But the man had a strong will and, at last, found his way to Adi's office in Ahmednagar, along with an Indian escort who was a schoolteacher.

On the morning of Tuesday, 21st January 1964, in morning, Dr. Roy and the teacher were brought to Meherazad by Adi. After embracing him, Baba kissed him two or three times and lovingly permitted Dr. Roy to pass his hand over Baba's face. Subodh Chandra Roy recalled the incident:

I was very happy and also much embarrassed, as I had never been kissed by a man.

But Baba embraced and kissed me with such kindness and affection that it was most gracious.

Subodh Chandra Roy was with Baba for about three-quarters of an hour. Baba gave him a short discourse and answered the scholar's questions about reincarnation. "There are many births and deaths apparently," he was told. "But in reality, there is only one birth and one death."

Dr. Roy then asked, "What does your darshan mean for a person without sight?"

Baba explained, "All who come for my darshan are blind, for none can see me as I am. There are very few in the world that can 'see' me, the rest see only illusion. But the contact of touching me or receiving my embrace is a darshan of untold blessing, and so you are blessed."

When Dr. Roy asked about the breaking of his silence, Baba replied, "The fact that I have observed silence is in itself the answer that I must break it.

"My silence is no vow. I had the urge to observe silence, and I will equally have the urge to break it. An urge is independent of time, but the time is fast approaching when I will have the urge to break my silence."

Dr. Roy spoke of his deep study of various world religions and the conclusions he had reached, and invited Baba's comments. In response, Baba stated, "There are two aspects of religion, the ceremonial and the spiritual — in other words, the husk and the substance. When a man's consciousness begins to involve and he dives deep within, he can rightly assert that he belongs to no religion but that all religions belong to him."

"How should I characterize your teachings?" asked Dr. Roy. "To what philosophy or religion is it closest to?"

Baba replied, "My teachings are not like any religion or philosophy. If you are looking to anything for close similarity, it would be a sort of synthesis of Sufism, Zoroastrianism and Vedantism."

"I am glad to know this. As a professor in America, I teach comparative religion. I teach all three of these religions, Sufism as a part of Islam."

Dr. Roy next inquired, "How do you convey your gestures when you feel tired or get impatient?"

Baba took the blind man's hands into his and showed him how he did his signs, letting him feel his hands as he gestured. Dr. Roy asked, "Do you feel impatient at my questions?"

Baba joked, "Not yet."

Dr. Roy said, "I lost one day in my life by going to Ahmedabad by mistake instead of coming to Ahmednagar. How am I to make it up?"

Baba's answer was: "Time has no real existence in Eternity."

Dr. Roy put other questions to Baba about metaphysics, to which he replied, "You will find all the answers to your questions in God Speaks. Study the book thoroughly and absorb it."

Dr. Roy said, "I have found that your teaching is the same Truth established through the ages."

Baba smiled and remarked, "If it were otherwise, it would not be Truth! Truth is but one, the same and eternal. However, I have not come to teach it, but to give it."

Baba pointed to the metal plaque on the wall, which Eruch read out, "I have come not to teach but to awaken."

The schoolteacher then took a photograph of Dr. Roy and Baba, with Roy seated on the floor near Baba.

While leaving Meherazad, the professor told the mandali how happy and satisfied he was with meeting Baba, and said more than once, "Baba is indeed compassionate!"

Later, Dr. Roy summarized his meeting with these words:

Meher Baba's love is really very genuine and very great. He showed me what life should really embody, that is, about the "power of love" as opposed to "love of power." Most of us have experienced love of power, but very few of us have experienced the power of love.

After meeting Baba I concluded for myself, here is a person who embodied, practiced and inspired many of us with the power of love. I will cherish the interview I had with him throughout my life. (Lord Meher-p-5059/1963)

 

 

18-GOPAL

On 23 rd April 1960, one lover from Calcutta brought an orphan child named Gopal. He had was with Bengal group had the privilege of being near Baba. His love was deep, and when he sang in Bengali to Beloved Baba, stream of tears flowed from his eyes. He also took the initiative of “jai” ovations, showing at such a young age so deep an appreciation of what Beloved Baba means to the forlorn ones. (Glimpses of Guruprasad –p-125)

 

19-JUSTICE PRASANTA BIHARI MUKHARJI

On 25 February 1966, Meherjee came to Meherazad. That day Baba cabled Allan Cohen this message: "Your letter received. I know everything. Love alone makes me happy and you have made me happy. When I am your life, every breath is in service to me. I send blessings to you, Rick and Robert."

Justice Prasanta Bihari Mukharji of Calcutta delivered a talk for Baba's birthday, a copy of which was sent to Baba. In a telegram to him dated 26 February 1966, Baba stated:

I have heard your words on my uttering of the One Word and I am happy because I am the origin of that Original Word which will be released on the day ordained in the beginning less beginning. My love and blessings to you and yours.

Later in a letter (dated 6 April 1966), Baba through Eruch wrote to Judge Mukharji:

In this very life of yours, you will witness the result of the uttering of the Original Word when I break my silence; till then, I wish you to hold on to my daaman. (Lord Meher-p-5209/10-1966)

 

20-MAHUBAN DAS

In 1960, during darshan, Baba gave many explanations and discourses during this period. To all those who came to Guruprasad for Baba's darshan, this directive was to be read by them: Many of those who came to see Baba from faraway places stayed in a local dharamshala.

Baba specifically advised Mahuban Das not to go roaming about to any shrine, but despite this, when he came to Poona (in April), he went to Alandi, 20 miles away, to take darshan at the tomb of the Perfect Master, Dnyaneshwar. Upon his return, the whole night he was feverish. When he came to Baba the next day, Baba, to correct him, scolded him: "Why did you disobey me and leave Poona? Why do you wander here and there? When you take me as Paramatma (God), why run after idols of gods and goddesses? I am within you, I am everywhere. I am the Lord of the Universe! Beware, if you leave me and go wandering, my daaman will slip from your hands!" (Lord Meher-p-4646-1960)

 

23-MEHER KUMAR

(Son of G S N Moorty)

On 17th January 1959. Dr. G S N Moorty came to Guruprasad with his four year old son and had Baba’s darshan. (Glimpses of Guruprasad-p-99)

 

26-NANDI PANCHU GOPAL

Baba's words held particular significance for a new lover from Calcutta named Panchu Gopal Nandi, 45, a devout Hindu who was a divisional engineer. After a very difficult ordeal, his wife died a year and a half ago, and Nandi turned to God to show him the way. A friend lent him God Speaks, and later he contacted the local Meher Center. When his turn came that day to have Baba's darshan and touch Baba's feet, he recalled:

I gazed and gazed and gazed at his radiant, exquisitely handsome and compassionate face with an unusually broad forehead. I forgot the time and the place. It appeared to me as if I was seeing the sunrise. My eyes got dazzled and I lowered them to his feet. I glanced at the sole of his foot which was partly pointing toward me. I looked intently at it to find out if there were signs of lotus, conch shell, flag, et cetera, which I had read Lord Krishna had. Since such an opportunity would never come to me again, I was struggling to look at the partly exposed surface of Meher Baba's sole, when he immediately turned the full surface of it toward me so that I could have a better view. He had read my thoughts. Even then, I could not see any signs; but signs or no signs, this little incident convinced me that nothing passes unnoticed, unheeded and uncared-for by him, the omniscient and ever-merciful One.

During the period after the death of my loving wife, and before my coming in contact with Meher Baba, my life was dry and wretched, completely shattered to pieces and devoid of all values, or any sense of beauty and joy.  Shunned society. I became completely aloof and distant from all. Inside, I was dying every moment. But after I came in contact with Baba, a complete metamorphosis took place in my life. The dark despair left me entirely and was replaced by his loving, sweet remembrance. (Lord Meher-p-4980-1963)

 

31-RAGHAVULU A. V.

On Wednesday evening, 28th January 1953, Baba and the mandali boarded the Madras-to-Poona passenger train headed back to Meherazad. A. V. Raghavulu of Calcutta, who had been permitted to travel with Baba and the mandali to Vijayawada, reluctantly informed Eruch that a gentleman who had had Baba's darshan at Eluru had come seeking blessings for his wife, who was suffering from a longstanding ailment. Baba became irritated and asked, "Why are they asking me to cure her disease? Am I a doctor?"

Baba called Raghavulu to his compartment and spelled on the board: "Do you know who am I? I am not an ordinary man. I am not a doctor, nor am I a miracle-monger. I am that Ancient One!"

Then Baba seemed to soften, and he conveyed, "All right, tell her I had not forgotten her. Tell her to repeat my name happily 101 times a day till the end of April (1953)."

In 1958 darshan referring to the Calcutta devotees, Baba assured them he knew the work they were doing for him and he appreciated it. He embraced A. V. Raghavulu of Calcutta and the meeting came to an end- (Lord Meher-p-4325-1958)

 

 

42-SARKAR ANIL & RAMA

On 20th February 1960, to the Calcutta group, Baba sent this message: "Drown all sound in my silence to hear my Word of Words."

Anil Sarkar had had an accident and had broken his leg after visiting Meherazad in January 1961. On 25th February, Baba sent him telegram: "Let Anil Sarkar rejoice in the thought that he is sharing a bit of my infinite suffering, for which I am born today and forever and ever."

A few months later, his wife Rama Sarkar informed Baba that Anil had developed septicemia and, in the agony of his physical pain, he was abusing Baba for not relieving him of it. Baba's reply to her by cable was: "Abuse from my lovers is sweeter than praise from my hypocritical admirers.”

On Saturday, 2nd January 1960, the newly-built Avatar Meher Baba Arangaon Center was decorated with buntings and with flowers, which gave off a sweet fragrance. Early in morning Anil Sarkar came to Meherazad with his family and others to have darshan. Baba arrived at Meherabad in morning and after remaining there a while, he was driven to Arangaon. (Lord Meher-p-4622-1960)

 

43- SARKAR P. K.

(A high court judge)

Baba gave darshan in Guruprasad for two hours on, 2nd March 1959. A contingent of lovers from Calcutta also came for three days. Among them were Anil Kumar Sarkar and his brother, P. K. Sarkar, who was a high court judge. They were meeting Baba for the first time and were highly impressed. Justice Sarkar had first heard of Baba in February 1957, when he had been asked to preside over Baba's birthday celebration in Calcutta. He recalled his encounter with Baba in Poona:

We could not resist our tears when we received his holy touch and loving embrace, tears of joy and happiness. Instinctively we felt that we were in the presence of Love Personified ... His very presence, his holy embrace, his looks, his benign smiles, his loving gestures and everything about him bespeak love. In the presence of Baba one cannot but feel that he is an embodiment of divine love and that he loves us more than we can ever hope to love him.

Further his narration in his own words as recorded in book “Glimpses of Guruprasad” by H P Bharucha are written here. .

Baba’s birthday was to be celebrated on 25th February 1957; devotees of Meher Baba wanted a high court judge to preside the function. I agreed, but as i did not know anything about Meher baba at that time, i wanted some literature about him. After the talk with my friend H P Bharucha, I remembered that i had, some years ago, seen a picture of Meher Baba in Times of India and Illustrated Weekly and had been struck by loving face. Some devotees of Baba came to me and presented a copy of Purdom’s book The Perfect Master.

As I went through the book to prepare my address, i was thrilled and fascinated by life story of Meher Baba as well as his loving and confronting messages to the people who came to interview him in England. After I delivered the address, the typewritten notes were taken from me to be sent to Baba for his perusal, and few days later a beautiful letter from brother, Adi K. Irani informing me that my address has been read over to baba, who has liked it immensely and had directed his love and blessings to be conveyed to me.

This unusual letter surprised me and affected me deeply. I could feel that it was not mere an expression of courtesy but a manifestation of genuine love and blessings of a great Master. After that local devotees of Baba supplied me with more books and literature about Him, and as I studied them, I became more interested in Baba.

In February 1958, Baba held a sahwas program, but I politely declined the offer to attend it. On 22nd March Baba’s birthday celebration was held in Calcutta. And i was again invited to preside over the same. My written address was again read over to Baba, and I, afterward, received a very striking letter from brother Eruch conveying not only Baba’s love and blessings but something more which i take liberty of quoting here

“He (baba) also said that you ought not to have missed last sahwas in Meherabad, Ahmednagar. Baba would have been very happy to see you and you would have been fortunate to come in His contact physically. Baba added-As it is you are in his contact, and where there is love, there is Baba undoubtedly.

In February 1959, I retired from high Court, and a contingent of Baba lover left Calcutta in March to have His darshan in Poona, I joined them. The diffident and misgivings I had felt before in being a stranger were all dispelled by the above letter, and I was elated by the feeling that Baba had accepted me and i was already in His contact.

My family and I spent three days with Baba in Poona, and these days were an unending feast of love, sweetness, exaltation and unforgettable memory. We could not resist our tears when we received His holy touch and loving embrace and these were tears of joy and happiness. Instinctively that we felt that we were in the presence of Love Personified and could appreciate why Baba has been preaching the message of love as the religion of the age. “Glimpses of Guruprasad” by H P Bharucha)

 

 

45-SURYANARAYANA S. & WIFE

On 17th January 1959, my wife, a friend of mine named G S M Moorty, his four year old son, and I went to Guruprasad. We did not know it was a public darshan. When we reached the palatial building, thousands were standing in serpentine       queues for Baba’s darshan. We bypassed the long queue, and went into the hall and squeezed ourselves in the queue very close to Baba. When I prostrated at Baba’s feet, Baba stopped the queue and asked Adi K. Irani and Eruch whether they knew me. Both replied in negative. Baba then said, “I know him.” Baba raised me up, embraced me, and asked me to sit near high right foot. After taking darshan, my friend was asked by Baba to sit near His left foot. Baba very lovingly caressed the four year –old son of my friend.

Surprisingly, Baba lovers in the long queue finished taking darshan by 12.30 pm. Baba told us that families were permitted to come for His darshan in the and so asked us to come again in the afternoon from 2.00 to 5.00 pm. We were overjoyed by the unexpected darshan. When we came in the afternoon, volunteers at the gate did not permit us to enter, as all those who had been invited had been given tokens. Without the tokens, no one was permitted to enter. I argued that Baba had called us, but our entreaties fell on deaf ears. Suddenly, to our joy, Ramakrishnan, secretary of Poona Baba centre, came to the gate and shouted for Calcutta Baba lovers who were being called by Baba immediately. We rushed past the volunteers and walked towards the bungalow. Ramakrishnan said,” Hurry up, Baba is waiting for you.” Our fast walk now turned into a sprint, and we were very soon with Baba, who was sitting in varandah.

Baba lovingly asked us to sit down, but within two minutes, He got up, gave us a packet of sweets as prasad and said, “Give this prasad to My children in Calcutta.” He entered the big hall where bhajans were being sung. After the program, Baba asked us when we planned to leave Poona. “Tomorrow morning, Baba.” I said. Baba gestured, “Take Baba with you.” Baba did not remonstrate our breaking the queue and getting into it in the morning but silently awakened us to the fact that what we had done was not right. Hasn’t Baba often said, “I have come not to teach but to awaken.”

In May 1959, with one hundred Baba lovers from Calcutta, I went for Baba’s darshan at Guruprasad. Baba used to go for   visits to Baba lover’s houses in the mornings. Tea was served to all, including Baba. Baba sipped a little and then passed it on us as prasad. After one week of daily darshans, we were to leave on Monday morning for Calcutta. Since Poona Baba lovers have their centre meeting on Mondays, 6.00 to 8.00 pm, we decided to attend it and then leave. On Monday Morning G S N Moorty informed me that the Vijayawada Baba lovers are arriving at 11.00 am and that they have been permitted to take darshan after their arrival... Dr. Moorty suggested that we could take the advantage of this special darshan program.

I phoned to Eruch at Guruprasad and told him to ask Baba whether our Calcutta group could also attend the darshan programme with Vijayawada lovers, as we were leaving Poona at night. Since I did not get reply after an hour, I again phoned Eruch. After several phone calls, I heard from him that Baba had agreed to give darshan. I informed my group to quickly have their lunch, as it was nearly 11.00 am. While a few who got seats were eating, Meherdas came with a message from Baba that e should immediately leave for Guruprasad.

Without having lunch, we rushed to Guruprasad in whatever conveyance we found. The Vijayawada group had already arrived; we were called in by Baba and asked to sit. Soon after Baba asked me, “Why did you ask for darshan today when darshan programme ended yesterday?” I replied, “What is use of staying in Poona for the whole day and not having darshan, Baba.” Baba replied, “What is earthly use of disobeying Me?” Now it dawned on me that I had disobeyed Baba, and I began to shed tears of repentance. I asked Baba to forgive me. Baba, the Compassionate Father, said, “I can understand that out of your love for Me you asked for My darshan. Come; take My darshan without touching Me.” We took Baba’s darshan. Baba gave me chocolate as prasad. We departed, but had learned a lesson in discipline and obedience, which went deep into our hearts. (Glimpses of Guruprasad-p-99)