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Among the boys who had the 'vision', Abdulla Pakrawan's experience stands out. Here begins a series of postings on his wonderful experience.

On January 11th, while Baba was discoursing to the boys and mandali who were seated on the platform outside his cabin, he disclosed, “Those whom I find worthy I shall attract to the mistress of love, and to them I shall offer the elixir of life. Children, only Truth is real – all else is worthless. Try and be diligent. I shall make pure gold from your mixed alloys.”

Suddenly, coming from Baba’s window, Abdulla saw an extraordinary flash of light. Overpowered, he fell down unconscious and at Baba’s direction he was removed to the hospital. Baba gazed compassionately at him as the men carried Abdulla away.

Although the weather was quite cold, when Baba removed his jacket, his chest was covered with perspiration. He was outwardly perspiring as he inwardly worked to change Abdulla’s consciousness. Baba was working to raise Abdulla to the sight of God – to the sixth plane in the mental world.

Resting at the hospital, Abdulla’s eyes looked empty – he had lost his normal consciousness. He was actually seeing God! And he remained in this elevated state for four days.

On the third day of Abdulla’s unconscious state, one of the Persian boys, Espandiar Vesali, went to see him in the hospital. “Abdulla, do you know me?” Vesali asked.

Abdulla, semiconscious, opened his eyes and replied softly, “Yes.”

“Who am I?” Vesali asked.

“You are Baba.”

A matchbox was lying nearby and Vesali picked out one match and held it up to him. “Do you see this? What is it?”

“It is Baba,” Abdulla answered.

Whatever Abdulla was asked he would answer with only one word, “Baba.” He saw Baba everywhere.

On the fourth or fifth day, Abdulla began weeping bitterly — uncontrollably. The pain that filled his tears is indescribable. It cannot be compared to any suffering known in the world. Abdulla was starting to come down after seeing God — from the plane of light and bliss. From his sixth-plane state of consciousness, his mind was again entering the gross, material world, and that experience of coming down tore him to pieces, causing him to cry piteously.

On the fifth day, Baba directed that Abdulla be given an enema. After this was done, Abdulla slowly regained some consciousness of his surroundings. It was later revealed that Baba had decided that Abdulla had to return to normal consciousness and it was Baba who was bringing this about.

On a previous occasion, twelve days before, Baba kept calling Ali back to him, as often as ten times in one day, but each time he sent him back immediately on some pretext. Afterward, observing how Ali was seething within, Baba poetically remarked:

“Even in divine intoxication, the head should always be on the Master’s feet.”

On January 29th, Baba revealed, “Ali is now fit for my touch.” The next evening, criticizing Ali before the other children, he remarked, “These days Ali is more attentive to his studies; he has forgotten me. He thinks only of his father and longs to be reunited with him.” Hearing these words, Ali lost control over himself; he felt his heart break and began weeping. He started running about aimlessly. Baba directed Raosaheb to catch him and bring him back. Baba then held him in his arms, consoling him. But Ali could not control himself and for a long time did not stop shedding tears. Ali wept for three hours. At last Baba took him in His arms, patted and kissed his head and touched his chest with His own head two or three times. Immediately, Ali became quiet and his restlessness subsided. He drifted into deep unconsciousness. After fifteen minutes, Raosaheb tried to rouse him, but Ali did not open his eyes or stir. When his eyelids were lifted, his pupils appeared lifeless. He was questioned but he did not respond. Sometime later, on a sign from Baba, Raosaheb asked Ali, “How do you feel?”Ali replied in a barely audible whisper, as if speaking from far, far away, “Happy.”Raosaheb asked, “What do you see?”

“Baba!” he replied.



Baba had him taken to the hospital where one of the men was told to look after him. That night Baba remained sitting in the upper portion of his room until about two in the morning, frequently asking about Ali. Padri made every possible arrangement to keep Ali comfortable in the hospital. The next day, Ali began moving about, but his condition was far from normal and his eyes were vacant.

No one knows how Meher Baba suffered the whole night to bring Ali down from that spiritual state. On January 31st, Baba did not even come to the window of his room, but remained inside all day. Raosaheb stayed in the hospital to look after Ali while Rustom took over his duties in the school.

After Ali recuperated in the hospital for three days, he pleaded with Baba, “Please give me the tongue so that I may speak and declare to the world that I have been seeing you everywhere at all times. I will speak with the force of real experience of having seen for myself!” However, Baba ordered him to resume his studies, which he did from February 1st.



In 1927, Kalingad had come from Persia to India for his high school education in the Meher Ashram. He became one of Baba's favorite boys and was very conscientious with his duties at Meherabad. Baba allowed him to join the men mandali and Kalingad carried out his duties with love and full faith in the Master. He did not wish to leave Baba and return to Persia, but being a Persian citizen, he was drafted in the army and was forced to obey the country's law or be arrested.

After staying with Meher Baba for ten years, on 28 April, Kalingad departed for Persia with tears in his eyes. The men mandali also regretted his departure. Kalingad never saw Baba again, as he died a few years later in Persia.Kalingad wept profusely before Baba, who comforted him, "I am always with you; keep me always with you."

On 9th October, 1928, after dinner and arti Baba sent for the Prem Ashram boys to come to the Manzil. (It had been a long time since he had called them after dinner.) Baba allowed the boys to bow down to him and each sat quietly afterward close to Baba. Kalingad, while sitting beside Baba, fell asleep. Baba tossed his handkerchief at him and he awoke, slowly opening his eyes. Observing his reaction, Baba stated:

People all over the world are like that. When awakening, first they gradually open their eyes and it is the same with me. I take two and a half hours for rest or sleep, but I do not really sleep. My body is here and you think I am sleeping, but I am inwardly working at different places. I perform my duty during these two and a half hours, but it takes me half an hour to become fully conscious. In a similar way, Ramakrishna Paramhansa (of Calcutta) would take one hour to become fully conscious.

Agha Ali was not the only Prem Ashram boy to suffer separation from the Master and risk grave dangers while escaping from his parents' home to return to the ashram. Another was a twelve-year-old Muslim named Abdul Wahab Kalingad, who had been taken away on the same day as Ali but had managed to find his way back to Toka within a week. On 27 September, however, Kalingad’s elder brother again came to the ashram and took him away. Within three days, the brother was back demanding Kalingad's return. The boy had escaped on the very day they reached Bombay, but had not yet turned up at Toka. The brother eventually relented, seeing that Baba was truly the light in Kalingad's heart, saying, "When he comes, let him remain here," and he left.

On 1st October, Kalingad finally showed up and his brother was immediately informed by telegram. A party was given at five in the afternoon to celebrate his return.

Kalingad, former ashram schoolboy was employed at Sarosh Motor Works in Nasik, learning to be mechanics.

Baba issued strict orders about the group's stay and food at Meherabad. At Upper Meherabad, Pendu began construction of a bathroom, a tin shed and a kitchen for Baba opposite the Water Tank. Kalingad, who was a good mechanic, fixed up an old bus and would carry the construction materials from Ahmednagar.

For several years, Baba had stopped celebrating his birthday, but he allowed it in 1937 because of his Universal work. The two-day celebration was the most grand of any of Baba's birthdays to date, and for the Western lovers it was an experience they would never forget. After the two days of celebration, Baba's lovers left for their respective homes and took his love with them in their hearts. While returning from the celebration, there were a number of accidents along the way. The Rahuri bus (with Minoo Kharas) and the luggage van (with Kalingad and Masaji) both met with accidents

When Baba received news of the accident on the 20th from Padri, Baba and Adi Sr. immediately left for Ahmednagar. Considering that and the hectic two days of celebrations, at Rahuri on the way, Baba remarked to him, "Amidst intense activity, if there is absolute calmness of mind, that is the highest love!" He also revealed that the parties involved in the different accidents were saved from death by his dua (blessing).

On Friday, 15 September 1933, when Baba sent Pendu to Meherabad with instructions to construct certain buildings, Kalingad with others was sent with him.

In 1936,Kalingad was shifted to Rahuri in mid-October to help Ghani with the tatta matting work of constructing quarters for the inmates and to help supervise the construction of a small cabin for Baba.



On Wednesday, 12 th September 1928, Baba embraced all the boys except Ali Akbar. The boy could not bear this and began crying, resolving to go away, but soon Baba comforted him and he quieted down. It was the pain of Baba’s indifference that Ali Akbar could not bear. The boy was to learn that love flourishes, is nourished and strengthened by the pain of the Beloved’s arrows.

Occasionally, Baba would call some of the boys and listen to them reading their lessons, but he had never once called Ali Akbar Shapurzaman (Aloba). One morning at nine, however, Baba suddenly called him. Seated at the door of the underground cabin, Baba told him to bring his English and Persian books. Raosaheb was also called. Baba asked Shapurzaman to read a sentence, which Baba himself selected, from each book. After he finished, Baba signaled for him to go. No one knew why the Master had done this on this particular day, but at four that afternoon it became clear when Shapurzaman's uncle from Bombay arrived in a tonga and demanded that both his nephew and his son be handed over to him. Thus after being in the ashram for ten months, Shapurzaman left for Bombay. (Lord meher-p-908-1928)

On Sunday, 2 June 1929, Agha Ali and Ali Akbar were conversing with the mandali. Baba called the two boys and reprimanded them for their disobedience. Ali Akbar lost his temper and shouted back. Baba warned him, "If you don't want to remain here, you had better leave."

In reply, Ali Akbar shouted that he was leaving. Baba snapped, motioning, "If you want to go, go! Who cares? When are you leaving?" Ali Akbar remained quiet and Baba then consoled him as well as Agha Ali, "You two don't know how lucky you are to be here. For God's sake, listen to Me. By listening to Me, you will be able to love Me."


Baba Khosrow was born in Yazd, Iran, on March 23rd 1918. He was 8 years old when he was taken to India by Baba’s Mandali Mr. Baidul along with his twin brother Khodayar and twelve other children from Iran. They went to study in Meher Baba’s school called Meher Ashram with over a hundred other children from all over India. The parents send their children to get education but they didn’t know those children were destined to receive also a burning fire of Beloved Meher Baba’s Love.

After some time Beloved Baba had chosen 28 of the Meher Ashram students, for His special Universal work and called it the Prem Ashram (Ashram of Love). Baba Khosrow was one of them. The work Beloved Baba did on them is beyond our human understanding. The fire of Divine Love of the Avatar of the Age was lit in the heart of those children. Sometimes they would sob for days and nights. In fact we should be like a child to be able to enter that Divine state of Bliss. These special kids must have yearned many life times in their longing for their Beloved, and now the Avatar of the age had called for them.

Eight year old Khosrow’s little heart was in such a fire that burned him throughout his life. Baba Khosrow visited his old and only school a number of times especially towards the end of his life. He would cry like a baby every time he would visit the museum on Meherabad hill. In Prem Ashram days, the older children were allowed to pull Baba in the hand-pulled rickshaw (which can be seen in the museum) but Baba Khosrow was only 8 years old and had a very small body so was considered too small to help pull the rickshaw. The longing to show how much he loved his Beloved Baba was still as strong as ever. This Beloved Meher Baba’s quotation is true about Baba Khosrow’s life: “Be like a child in heart and like an old man in wisdom.”

Baba Khosrow served his only Beloved Meher Baba with a heart full of love and compassion and relying on his belief of the oneness of all beings. He lived in Iran and served his Beloved in the people of Iran. His house in Shiraz is known to Baba Lovers as the tavern of Divine Love. In this tavern a very unique Divine wine of love was served throughout the day and night, to whomever would enter that place. By doing prayers, selfless service and dedication to the Beloved.

Baba Khosrow would always kiss the dust off the feet of whoever would enter his house. He would tell them, it is Beloved Meher Baba’s will that you are here so you are very precious to me.

So many lost people came to this tavern and left with a heart full of God’s Love. Time after time in this tavern problems would be solved so simply, like a miracle. These events would help Baba Lovers to understand why Beloved Baba says that:

“If understood, life is simply a jest;
if misunderstood life becomes a pest.
Once overcome, life is ever at rest.
For pilgrims of the path, life is a test.
When relinquished through love, life is at its best.”

Beloved Meher Baba through His student (Baba Khosrow) had a very profound effect on whomever Baba Khosrow would meet. This is an indication that Baba Khosrow lived a life of complete surrenderance, dedication, love and service to his Beloved Avatar Meher Baba.

On Wednesday November 6 2007 as usual, shortly after midnight Baba Khosrow woke up to do his prayers and meditation. At 3:00 a.m. he fell and broke his right hip. From where he had fallen it took him nearly six hours to get to the phone and call one of his daughters for help.

Before this accident Baba Khosrow lived by himself and took care of all his needs very independently.

Shortly after his surgery he was brought home and had to be taken care of 24x7 by Baba Lovers and his children. He walked again, slowly, using his walker. Baba Lovers and his students would say in fact this was a chance that Beloved Baba gave to His lovers to serve and love His last Prem Ashram student.

They knew they were serving Beloved Meher Baba in Baba Khosrow and they were very pleased and thankful to Baba Khosrow for that opportunity.

In these 47 days every night two of his students would come to the tavern to attend the care and needs of Baba Khosrow. That night he looked at the student who was helping and said “God news, good news, and you should pass it to others. From tonight on there is no need for anybody to stay here for me. I’ll be taking the burden off your shoulders. There is no need any more for you to come her every night. I have no special work anymore and if I did my daughters can do it.”

But when one of the students insisted, Baba Khosrow (by using his set of prayer beads) consulted the matter with Beloved Baba and got His approval that they should and could stay for the last time.

That night, after Baba’s Khosrow’s daughters left to go back to their own house, he asked to be moved from his chair to his bed so he could lie down. After a few minutes, while lying on his bed, all of a sudden his breathing slowed down and he started repeating Beloved Meher Baba’s name, then he raised his hands and said “Beloved Meher Baba rescue me, Baba, Baba, Baba”. Then he looked like he was feeling a lot of pain and waved his hand good bye. Baba Khosrow joined his Beloved Baba and drowned in Him.

Baba Khosrow had a jasmine plant in his house (the tavern). Very unusually, this tree would blossom all year round. Every morning Baba Khosrow would pick some flowers and place them on the picture of Beloved Baba’s feet, and those flowers would fragrance the tavern. The morning after Baba Khosrow had gone to his Beloved, to our surprise; all its flowers were shriveled on the plant except one. That one was picked and placed on Baba Khosrow’s chest.

“I say with my Divine Authority to each and all that whomsoever takes My Name at the time of breathing his last comes to Me; so do not forget to remember Me in your last moments. Unless you start remembering me from now on, it will be difficult to remember me when your end approaches. You should start practicing from now on. Even if you take My name only once every day, you will not forget to remember Me in your dying moments.”

Baba Khosrow would be repeating Beloved Baba’s Name even when sleeping or being unconscious. His unique and strong love for Beloved Meher Baba had united Baba’s Name in Baba Khosrow’s existence.

He always welcomed Baba Lovers and all those who would come to visit him in the tavern by his special greetings and they had learned to reply all in English as follows:

Baba Khosrow would say: You are Baba
Baba-lover would answer: All is Baba
Baba Khosrow would say: Baba is Everything
Baba-love would answer: Everything is Baba
Baba Khosrow would say: Baba is God
Baba-lover would answer: God is Baba
Baba Khosrow would say: Baba is Love
Baba-lover would answer: Love is Baba
Baba Khosrow would say: Thank you Baba
Baba-lover would answer: Thank you Baba.

If someone was not familiar and would not answer, he would be looking into his or her eyes and saying their part with a sweet smile on his face.

For the last few years of his life, Baba Khosrow wouldn’t allow people to adore him by hugging him or kissing him, but during that last 47 days that he was in bed in that tavern was a chance for Baba Lovers to be close to him and his pain and suffering was his last dedication and selfless service to the Beloved.

He also had promised us that if someday he united with our Beloved Baba, first he would reach out his hand to all the lovers of the Truth.

Always if someone would praise or even respect him, he wouldn’t allow it and would point out to Beloved Meher Baba’s picture and say “When you have 100% don’t go to any lower than that”.

Also he would say “I am just an old bear. You should hold tight to Beloved Meher Baba’s daman and don’t let it fall. All your respect, compassion and love should be laid down on that supreme form of Love and Lover”.

Baba Khosrow was right, but we also knew for a fact that he was our Beloved Meher Baba’s burning torch which was giving light in Iran. In late 1920s when Beloved Baba was closing the schools in Meherabad, said those were just like scaffoldings for His real work. Perhaps the students were the structure who later did Beloved Meher Baba’s spiritual work in the world.

There is no end in talking about Baba Khosrow. The same way that there was no end to his love for Beloved of all Avatar Meher Baba.

On May 25 2007 he made his last trip to India. Beloved of all Avatar Meher Baba had called His last student of Prem Ashram (after 81 years, at the age of 89, with Student visa, back to his old school.) Not even one step of that trip was done with Baba Khosrow’s own will. Only Beloved Baba Himself knows what inner spiritual work had to be done.

Baba Lovers and students who lived close to Baba Khosrow say that selfless service, compassion and love that Baba Khosrow had was very unusual and unique. We were witnessing that some days Baba Khosrow’s tavern (his house) would be filled with people who had come with their backpacks full of problems and questions, and they would leave like a free bird.

This would happen all through the day and sometimes he wouldn’t have a chance to prepare his lunch and have it. But still, with that old and brittle body, would keep talking and with the Name of Beloved Meher Baba, would solve their problems. Most of the people who would come to him were quite strangers who had heard about Baba Khosrow and they weren’t Baba Lovers. That wouldn’t matter to him and he would do his best in helping them. Beloved Meher Baba, in one of His darshan, asked the Mandali to find and bring Khosrow to Him. They did find Khosrow in the middle of thousands of people and brought him to Baba. That was a very special moment for the old Prem Ashram student. Beloved Meher Baba gave him a private darshan. Baba Khosrow explained “After that moment most of the obstacles of his path were taken away by the Beloved.”

Baba Khosrow was the true messenger of his Beloved Meher Baba. He lived a life as it was his Beloved’s wish. Once in his life with just one quote from a Baba book, he got almost naked and gave away all his worldly possessions. His living place (the tavern) was his late wife’s lifetime saving that he never wished to be in his name, but he did wish it to remain Baba’s center in Shiraz forever. The only tavern for Baba-lovers in Shiraz and a lot of other cities in Iran.

Beloved Meher Baba’s Wish: Spread My Message of Love. Those who truly Love Me are my “centers” in the world. Let each Baba-lover, wherever he or she may be, be a “Baba’s Center” personified, radiating the eternal Message of Love Divine, living a life of love, sacrifice and honesty.

When you spread My Eternal Message of Love to others, show them first that you really love Me. Do not merely make them read my books and messages. Do more – live such a life of love, sacrifice, forgiveness and tolerance that others will love me.

And Baba Khosrow was such a pure and compassionate lover that his love and compassion for Beloved Meher Baba had made him a center for his Beloved in this world. He had a pure childlike heart and an old man’s wisdom and his mind was under his control to the last moment of his life. Like other students of Beloved Meher Baba, he radiated the eternal Message of Love Divine, by living a life of love, sacrifice and honesty.

Every day standing in front of Beloved Baba’s picture he would recite this couplet from Hafez:

جان می کنم نثار و خجلت همی برم
زین نقد کم عیار که کردم نثار دوست

I sacrifice my soul and I am so embarrassed because this is such a worthless sacrifice for the Beloved.

Then Baba Khosrow would explain to us that sacrificing our soul for the Beloved Meher Baba could be done by living a life of selfless service filled with love and compassion.

He lived in Shiraz but his students whom were from all over Iran are using his path of love as their guide. Hafez says:

سخن عشق نه آن است که آید به زیان
ساقیا میده و کوتاه کن این گفت و شنود

It’s impossible to talk about or discuss Love, Saki, pour us wine and let’s cut short this conversation.

Eventually there is nothing to say, because as Beloved Meher Baba says: “What is Real is given and received in silence.”

Thanks to Beloved Avatar Meher Baba and as Baba Khosrow would say:

Avatar Meher Baba Ki Jai, True Friend forever.  ([Received through Email from

On December 24 2007 about 11:00 PM Khosrow Namiranian (Baba Khosrow) the last member of Prem Ashram was united with his Divine Beloved Avatar Meher Baba.


In 1927, Banaji Karani expressed his unwillingness to remain in Meher Ashram and returned to his home. (But he rejoined the ashram a month or so later. (Lord Meher-p-1927)

Banaji Karani of Bombay had gone far ahead. Seeing Baba's car approaching, he stood on the roadside. He had been crying bitterly and wanted to dash his head on the car. But Kishan Singh had seen him and managed to hold him back. Baba caressed Banaji's face, and, after comforting him, departed.



One day Bhau Cheema Kamble snuck over to Meherabad. Baba spotted him and beckoned him to approach Him. He became frightened and started crying. Baba gently caressed him, saying, "Don't be afraid. Tell Me where you live." Bhau Cheema replied that he resided in Arangaon. Baba asked how many children there were in the village and what they did all day. The boy explained that there were many Mahar and Mang children (lower-caste untouchables) who take the goats and cows for grazing. Baba then asked, "If they are given sweets, will they come to visit Me?"


One day Chhabu Sona Kamble snuck over to Meherabad. Baba spotted them, and beckoned them to approach him. They became frightened and started crying. Baba gently caressed them, saying, "Don't be afraid. Tell me where you live." Bhau Cheema replied that they resided in Arangaon. Baba asked how many children there were in the village and what they did all day. The boy explained that there were many Mahar and Mang  children (lower-caste untouchables) who take the goats and cows for grazing. Baba then asked, "If they are given sweets, will they come to visit me?"

Smiling, Chhabu said, "For candy, every one of the children will come, sir!"



(S/o Ramjoo)

In June 1933, Baba had decided to take Ramjoo's fifteen-year-old son Dadu with him to Europe if a passport for the boy could be procured in time. The passport office agreed to issue one if Meher Baba stood as guarantor, which he did.

In 1933, on his fifth foreign journey, Baba sailed from Bombay on the steamship Victoria accompanied by Chanji, Pendu, Adi Jr., Kaka and Dadu. The voyage to Genoa was horrible. Baba's

On 27th December 1933, Ramjoo Abdulla's son Dadu arrived in Meherabad to serve as Baba's orderly. Dadu was another youngster well liked by Baba.

From Nasik, Dadu was sent to Bombay to learn photography and film work, with Beheram's help.

About a dozen boys were living with Baba along with others Ramjoo's son Dadu was given employment in Nasik.

On the 11th, November 1942, Baba and some of the mandali drove to Nasik to attend the wedding of Ramjoo's son, Baggu, to Ghani's daughter, Bibi. During the wedding, their older brother Dadu shot a short film, and Baba turned his head and raised his hand as Dadu was filming him. Ali saw this and thought: "Baba is acting so his picture will come out better. If He really God, He would not care about such things. Prophet Muhammad never permitted His likeness to be depicted." Thus, Ali had his doubts about Baba, which were to remain for many years.

In 1933, Baba decided on a short trip to Rome, and Norina, Elizabeth, Minta, Kitty, Herbert, Pendu, Chanji, and the boys Dadu and Tino were to accompany him.

On 14th January 1956, a darshan program was held in Nasik and large crowd of several thousand gathered and waited for the darshan to begin. Ramjoo's son, Dadu, who had become a professional photographer, came from Nasik to take pictures. Many officials had also come, including the chief of police and mayor of Poona.


One of the boys named Damu had been ill for almost three weeks with persistent high fever. Baba called the boy and took him on his lap, saying, “Tell your fever to go to Baba! Don’t worry. I am always near you, with you, and in you.


Dattu Mehendarge son of Buasaheb was one of student of Prem ashram and close disciple of Meher Baba. In year 1927, when the Meher Ashram (boarding) school first began, there were ten students and Dattu Mehendarge was one among others.

In 1928, Baba sent for the Prem Ashram boys to come to the Manzil. (It had been a long time since He had called them after dinner) Baba and the boys enjoyed. Baba allowed the boys to bow down to Him and each sat quietly afterward close to Baba. One boy, Vasant, continuously stared at Baba and another boy, Dattu, sat with his head on Baba's knees.

In year 1928, Meher Baba transferred fifteen of the boys from the Prem Ashram back to Meher Ashram leaving eighteen boys in Prem Ashram including Dattu. Dattu's younger brother Pundit wept profusely, pleading his usual case: "Give me one last chance. You are God, and I am but a little boy! Why be so harsh with me?" And he was therefore included among those remaining in the Prem Ashram.

In year 1929, Baba stated, "If they remain celibate and don't marry, it would really be for the best. They are the future workers of this Path. If boy like Dattu is forced to marry, everything will go kaput!"

In 1938, Dattu Mehendarge arrived for a board meeting of the Meher Mandali Maintenance Trust. Dattu was a former Meher Ashram student. At Baba's request, Sarosh had given him a job, working at Sarosh Cinema. Baba now wished Dattu to remain with him in Panchgani, to help with typing and correspondence. Later Dattu worked at Khushru Quarters as Adi Sr.'s clerk.

In 1939, Dattu Mehendarge (who had come to stay in Bangalore to help in the office and Journal work) asked to be allowed to see a good picture (film) once in a while, and so Baba gave him a book filled with "pictures" of saints to look at!

In 1945, at the Mess Quarters, Baba spoke about His mandali. He said, “One of My most intimate disciples who is very dear and near to Me is Dattu Mehendarge, He has been rendering great service to Me, His Master.

In 1949, Meher Ashram boy, Dattu Mehendarge, was working in Adi Sr.'s office in Khushru Quarters, Ahmednagar. In Adi's absence during the New Life, Dattu was put in charge of the office.

In year 1945, Pendu was the manager at Meherabad, and handled all the money and kept accounts. On one occasion, Dattu showed Pendu's account book to Adi Sr., who complained to Baba about the accounts not being regular. So Baba sent for Pendu and criticized, "Your accounts are not correct."

"They're perfect!" Pendu protested.

"Every item in the account should be listed separately," Adi pointed out.

"Do banks have different coffers for their money?" asked Pendu. "The money is kept together and accounts are written separately. Similarly, I too have kept the accounts separately."

His reasoning upset Baba who said, "You are quite loyal and none can ever doubt your faith; but you don't know the first thing about accounting! What Adi says is true."

Baba went on lambasting Pendu in front of everyone and Pendu grew very angry. But he stood still listening to what Baba was dictating.

Afterwards, Dattu came out of his room and Pendu followed him. Catching hold of him he said, "You're the cause of all this trouble," and he gave him a hard slap. Baba overheard him and called them back. He severely scolded Pendu and ordered him to touch Dattu's feet.

In 1954, Dattu entertained Baba with singing for three hours on the night of Saturday, 22 September 1945.

Monday, 1 August 1949, was a red-letter day in Meherazad. All the Meherabad mandali, as well as other Meherabad residents, including Dattu were to be present at Meherazad before seven o'clock that morning. No one was to eat breakfast or take tea before arriving. All the men and women had been observing silence for one month, and they were to break it in Baba's presence when He stepped out of seclusion.

In 1955, Dattu Mehendarge had stopped working for Adi Sr. in August, and Feram Workingboxwala took his place.

Dattu Mehendarge sang two ghazals that Baba and the audience appreciated.


Espandiar Vesali had been a student in the Prem Ashram in Meherabad in 1927-1928. Soon after the school closed, he returned home to Iran and had not seen Baba since 1928. Espandiar longed to have Baba's darshan, but he wrote saying he had no money to travel to India. Through Baidul, Baba wrote back asking how much Espandiar was earning and what was the means of his livelihood. He answered in detail that he had a modest income from a cherry and apple orchard, but that most years the winter frost destroyed the blossoms on the trees. If he had a good crop, he would sell it and should there be any leftover amount from what he needed for his maintenance, he would be able to come to India. Otherwise, he would not be able to see Baba.

Baba instructed Baidul to write back saying that Espandiar should go to the trees in his orchard and speak to them: "It is 35 years since I have seen Meher Baba, and I want to go and visit him. So you, my crop, are not allowed to freeze. I beg of you trees to bear fruit in abundance so that I might be able to go to see my Lord. The frost and winter should not destroy my crop this year." Baba instructed him to walk around the trees and utter these words, and then not to think of anything else and not to worry.

So, Espandiar "spoke" to his trees every morning. Certain of the fact that he would not lose his crop, Espandiar borrowed money and flew to Bombay. He arrived at Guruprasad on 5 May 1963 and was extremely anxious to meet his Master after more than 30 years of separation, but Baba did not grant him darshan at once. On the contrary, he sent word for him to sit outside and read verses from the Divan-e-Hafiz. Espandiar sat on the verandah reading the book. After about half an hour, Baba called him inside. To see him meet Baba after so many years was a touching scene. Putting his head on Baba's feet, he wept and wept. After a few minutes, Espandiar was lifted up and he embraced Baba.

Espandiar once had an unusual experience at his home in Tehran. One day he heard a knock, he opened the door and found an Imam (a Muslim priest) standing at the door. The Imam related that he had had a dream in which a voice told him that the eagerly awaited Imam Mehdi (Saheb-e-Zaman, the Rasool) is now on earth and he would find him at a certain house in Tehran. In his dream, he was guided to the house which he saw clearly in vivid detail. The next morning, the priest went in search of the house in the city, found it and knocked on the door. As he spoke, tears ran down Espandiar's cheeks, for his house served as the Avatar Meher Baba Center in Tehran, where weekly meetings were held.

Espandiar Vesali came to Guruprasad on 7 May, in a serious tone, Baba informed him, and “You cannot stay here longer than today. You must return to Iran."

In 1963 I wanted to go and visit Baba but I did not have the necessary finances. Aga Baidul wrote me a letter asking about my income. I wrote to him in detail that I had an orchard and that most years ice and frost destroyed the crop and if this happened again I would not have the money to come and visit Baba. Aga Baidul wrote on Baba's instructions that I should go and walk around the trees and tell them that it is thirty-five years that I have not seen Baba and that the frost should not be allowed to destroy the crop. This is exactly what I did. I walked around the trees and told them that after thirty-five years I wanted to go and see Baba and that the frost should not harm the crops. The crops were not hit by the frost that year and I flew down to Bombay and immediately started out for Guruprasad, Poona. As soon as I reached Poona I saw crowds of people on the street. I was told that they had been to visit Baba and now they were returning. I was very upset because I realized that I had arrived one day late for the three days of darshan.

I met Aloba who told me that I could see Baba in the afternoon. For about half an hour I sat out in the hallway wondering whether I was really awake. All of a sudden I heard Aloba telling me, "No, you are not asleep, you are awake." Apparently, I had been talking aloud.

I waited for another hour. Aloba came and told me that Baba had come, but had asked me to wait a little longer so that some others could come. But Aloba, who was even less patient than I was, came and took me in. He picked up the dry fruits, sweets

and honey that I had taken with me for Baba and placed them in front of Him. Baba gave a piece to each person present. But here I was standing at the threshold wanting to go in and yet I kept asking myself how I would go into the presence of God with this gross and filthy body. At that moment, I saw Baba beckoning me with a beautiful and gentle smile on His lips. I approached Him with joy in my heart. In an instant I forgot the thirty-five years of separation from Him. I no longer knew the meaning of separation. I was relieved and happy.

I went to kiss Baba's feet, but He embraced me. I embraced Him gently in return. Aloba had told me that Baba's back hurt so I embraced Him very gently and He made me sit right there at His feet. That day Baba gave darshan for two hours and we all enjoyed it. I also asked Baba how He was and how His leg was. He gestured "I am fine. I am very fine." Then suddenly I begat [sic] Baba is God and how can one ask about His health. I was in these thoughts when I saw Baba opening His mouth and moving His lips. I thought that Baba was going to break His silence.

Vesali replied, "Baba, it has been 35 years since I have seen you. Please give me permission to remain with you for at least 20 days or a month."

Baba replied, "No, I am also with you in Iran. You should go back and work for Baba. Even if you lost your life because of this [borrowing money], don't pay heed to it, and work for me."

So Espandiar Vesali was driven by Adi to Meherabad, where he met Baidul. He was taken to Meherazad the following day and then left for Bombay. But at the airport he was informed he would have to purchase his ticket with Persian currency, and since he did not have anything other than Indian rupees, he was told it would be best to have his ticket sent from Iran. He returned to Guruprasad. Baba called him and when he heard what happened, stated, "All right, remain here until the answer to your letter arrives."

After a week, Baba instructed Vesali to travel to Bombay and see whether the answer had arrived. The letter had not come, so he returned to Guruprasad.

Baba again allowed him to remain in Poona. After another week, Baba directed him to go to Bombay again, but there was no letter or money and he had to return. In this way, Vesali remained in Poona for 20 days, until finally Baba instructed him to go to Bombay and wait for the reply there. The ticket came and just before leaving, he came back to Guruprasad to bid farewell to Baba.

Later that year, when the orchard crop was harvested, even though surrounding orchards had been severely damaged due to a harsh winter frost, Vesali's trees gave an unprecedented yield — much to the local farmers' amazement.  (Lord Meher-p-4984-85-1963

Espandiar Vesali had been a student in Prem Ashram in Meherabad in 1927-1928. Soon after the school closed, he returned home to Iran.


In 1928, one evening boys gathered around Baba. Some began joking, however, and Baba became very annoyed that they were not paying attention to him. Baba made James Titus stand up and asked him why he was laughing. He replied that he was laughing at what Bhiwa had done.

Chhabu had also been laughing the whole time. Baba scolded them, "Leaving everything and everyone aside-even my mandali  I am laboring for you, and you are laughing! I have no objection if you laugh while playing or at something humorous. But why laugh unnecessarily? Do you ever take food while answering nature's call?" This quieted them down. (LORD Meher-p-985-1928)



A boy named Jamshed Afseri continued to disobey Baba's instructions and on 21 July 1928, he was asked to leave the ashram, which he did, showing no sign of regret. (Lord Meher-p-951-1928)

Jamshed Afsari, who had been recently sent from the ashram, had gone to Bombay and was instigating opposition against Baba and the school. The resentful boy was spreading all sort of statements about what was happening in Toka; he claimed to have personally witnessed and suffered the cruelty of the mandali, teachers and staff of the institution. Baba was always indifferent to such a slander. When this news was about Jamshed was conveyed, Ramjoo remembered Baba having remarked to him in April, “Jamshed is not what he appears. He will prove a traitor” Baba’s words were coming true.


Jamshed Khan who was especially troublesome left the school on the 23 rd July 1928, Baba was not, however, displeased by his departure. On the contrary, He remarked, "A great burden has been lifted from My shoulders. I will be able to breathe freely now after half a year of tolerance."



Once Baba asked a boy named Lala B. Kamble, "Will you sing bhajans with Me?"

Lala replied, "If you give us sweets, we will do whatever you say!"

"First sing a bhajan, and then I will give you sweets." The children agreed, and Baba said, "I will sing a line first and then you repeat it." He sang in Marathi:

O Pandarinath, how wonderful it is to see you,

Standing on bricks with hands akimbo.

How beautiful and blissful you look!

The children began singing in squeaking voices. Baba laughed, thoroughly enjoying it. After the song, he distributed more sweets, parched rice and roasted chickpeas.



Mehdi Khan who was especially troublesome left the school on the 23 rd July 1928, Baba was not, however, displeased by their departures. On the contrary, he remarked, "A great burden has been lifted from my shoulders. I will be able to breathe freely now after half a year of tolerance."




On Friday, 17 February 1928, Baba mentioned that Muhammad Hussein was almost ready for a spiritual push, requiring only "The last touch." There was a long discussion with Raosaheb, Buasaheb, and Baidul about Muhammad Hussain, whose father had not yet signed the agreement (regarding keeping his son in the ashram for a stipulated period of time). Suddenly that morning, Muhammad Hussein's elder brother came to take him away from the ashram. Baba became very sad and serious when he was informed, and retired inside, refusing to see any of the visitors and telling all to leave.

Hussein began crying loudly and tried to run away. As the tonga was about to drive away that evening, the boy jumped down and Raosaheb had to catch him. His brother was angry and beat him severely, making him sit once again in the tonga.


Breaking down then, Hussein pleaded with Raosaheb, "Please go tell Baba that I am being forcibly taken away. I can never forget him! Through my tears, I beg Baba not to forget the promise he has given me!" Hussein continued to weep bitterly as the tonga rode off.

How could Hussein's brother appreciate the agony of divine love? He who tastes the divine wine alone knows what joyful suffering there is in love. Meanwhile, most touching of all, Baba, too, had tears in his eyes. Chanji bitterly described it as a "black-letter day for Meherabad."


Kalemama’s son Murli was also Baba’s close Mandali and a New Life Companion. He was with Meher Baba since the Prem Ashram boys days of 1927. Murli qualified himself in homeopathy and looked after the Meherabad dispensary. He later became Baba’s Mandali and New Life Companion. Murli endeared Meher Baba with his consistently exemplary behavior in conforming with the conditions of the New Life. After the New Life Murli was permitted by Meher Baba through New Life Circular No: 27, to settle at Jabalpur and practice Homeopathy.

Murli Kale was Kalemama’s son and was with Meher Baba since the Prem Ashram boy’s days of 1927. Murli and his elder brother Shridhar were amongst the first 10 students of the Hazrat Babajan School at Meherabad in 1927. He was also Baba’s New Life Companion. Murli later became a qualified Homeopath and attended the Homeopathic dispensary at Meherabad Ashram, as a Doctor. He gave medicines to the mandali and the poor villagers. Later Murli accepted the conditions of New Life and joined New Life. Baba highly appreciated Murli for his implicit obedience and jolly mood in adverse conditions as a Mandali and as a New Life Companion. There are many humorous stories of his jolly mood during the hardships of Ashram days, available in various books and references on Meher Baba. Murli also wanted to go to England for higher studies in Homeopathy and Baba had his passport made, which he but could not use. Later in 1951 Baba, through a New Life Circular No: 27 permitted Murli to settle at Jabalpur and practice homeopathy, and Murli came to Jabalpur in 1952. At Jabalpur he started a Meher Charitable Dispensary, and a number of new Baba lovers came to know of Baba through him, and he was always a source of joy and inspiration for the Baba lovers. He often visited Baba during the darshan programs. He married Sulbha and a son Niket was born to them. When the child was born, Murli sent a letter to Baba from the child himself, with the thumb impression of the child. Baba in His reply acknowledged that it was perhaps for the first time, He was writing a letter to a child who was not even a month old, because it if for the first time He received a letter from a child not even a month old. Murli Kale passed away on 6th Feb 1977 at the age of 64 and became one with his Beloved Meher Baba. Later Murli’s son Niket married Meera, one of Meher Baba’s very well known disciple Pankhraj’s daughter, and they still carry the torch of Meher Baba’s love and their two daughters Nikita and Amrita are well known amongst young Baba lovers.

In the course of conversation with his old disciple Murli Kale, who had recently gotten married, Baba observed, "Now that you are married, you will have a family and will have to look after all the resultant difficulties and maintain them." Murli Kale had been a student in the Meher Ashram in 1927 and was among the mandali who had accompanied Baba in the New Life. With Baba's permission, he had moved to Jabalpur.

Murli Kale used to write copious amounts of couplets and send them to Nilu — so much so that Nilu had also taken up the hobby. Baba asked him to recite a poem, and after much thought, Murli began, "Wonderful is the effect of the wine that permeates the Jabalpur air ..." and then came to a dead halt. Much to his chagrin (and the amusement of all), he could not remember the rest, and their meeting came to an abrupt end.


(Brother of Dattu Mehendarge)

Baba turned to one of the youngest boy in the ashram, eight-year-old Pundit Mehendarge, and asked, "Tell Me what you want. God, freedom, paradise, a motorcar, toys, or anything else that you like. This is the time; ask Me whatever you want today and I will give it to you!"

Pundit immediately replied, "Baba, I want your sufferings to cease. I want you to get completely well."

It was the wine of love speaking through Pundit. How can those who have never tasted this Wine ever understand it?



Boy named Raghunath Bhau Goswamy, who was suffering from typhoid, expired. Baba had often visited the hospital to comfort the youth, and He had told his parents, "If Raghunath dies here at My ashram, he will attain freedom. In spite of his external suffering, internally he is quite peaceful and contented." Pendu and Dr. Karkal had also nursed him conscientiously.

The boy was cremated the next day, and Baba and the mandali attended the service. Afterwards, Padri and Pendu thoroughly disinfected the dispensary and hospital, under Baba's supervision. (lord Meher-p-594-1925)

Raghunath was ordered to get up at four o'clock in the morning and meditate. Baba gave some of the boys his kerchiefs, bottles, dishes, photographs, and other personal items to pacify them, and that evening all were dismissed



Ramaji, who was from Arangaon, was one of the older students in the ashram school. Baba was very fond of Ramaji and had forbidden him to marry, but disregarding that advice, the boy's father had arranged his marriage and Ramaji had to comply. On 5 June, as the wedding procession was on its way through Arangaon Village, one bullock pulling a cart full of guests suddenly collapsed and died. Then heavy rain began falling, postponing the ceremony. The river near the village was flooded, and while crossing it, three or four persons were trapped; however, after some time they were rescued.

Meanwhile, Baba had been inquiring about Ramaji. He finally instructed Bhau Cheema to tell Ramaji to come and take his darshan at least once before getting married; otherwise, Ramaji would have to suffer terribly.

Ramaji was informed of Baba's wish, and the next day, he sought Baba's forgiveness. Seeing him weep, Baba forgave him and explained, "You have no idea what a great loss you have suffered by disobeying me. But since you have repented, you are pardoned. Had that bullock not died, your bride would have died. Do you have any idea to what extent I am troubled in order to save your bride?" (Lord Meher-p-1029-1929)

Baba then asked, "How did the bullock die? Was it sick?"

"It was very strong and quite healthy," Ramaji answered. "It just suddenly fell down and died."

"You will never understand it. Remember not to break my orders again." Ramaji felt deeply sorry and he wept much at Baba's feet, but Baba's embrace calmed him.


On 21 November, a Muslim boy of about thirteen years old named Syed Ali Haji Muhammad (later nicknamed Agha Ali) was brought to Meherabad by his father, but Baba refused to admit him. Baba did not want the boy in the school, but after the father entreated Baba to keep the boy, Baba agreed. There was a hidden reason for Baba's reluctance which was brought out later. (Lord Meher-p-854-1927)l

Agha Ali was one of the Master’s favorite boys in the Prem Ashram and had been having glimpses of Baba’s divinity. Ali’s spiritual nature was most remarkable for a boy; his love for Baba was admirable and truly inspiring. It was noticed, however, that from the second week of January, Baba began keeping aloof from Ali, who desired only to stay near Baba. If Baba called him, he would send him back after only a minute. Ali began feeling extremely restless due to this treatment, and he was shaken with grief.




Shapur irani was the student of school.

Shapur Irani was with Pleader when he got God-realization. Excerpts from Lord Meher are as under:

As per Baba's order, Pleader had been kept in Pendu's old room, next to the hall at lower Meherabad. His condition was serious. On Friday, 26 February 1960, he told the servant in attendance, "Put out the lantern; it is too bright in here!"

Shapur told him, "It is daytime; no light is on in here."

But Pleader complained, "There is a brilliant light on!

It is too bright!"

Shapur reminded him, "Remember what Baba said about giving you His darshan? Perhaps you are seeing His luster."

Later Pleader stated, "I have had Baba's darshan! He has kept His promise! Now stay near me until I breathe my last. Don't leave the room. After I give up the body, when Baba comes here convey my deep gratitude — for I have achieved the Goal by His grace. Tell him I am eternally grateful to Him."

During his last moments, it seemed as if Pleader was enjoying infinite peace. At 6:45 P.M. he gave up his body. News was immediately sent to Meherazad and telegrams to Bombay. The next day Pleader's brother Ardeshir, other of his relatives and a few lovers arrived in Meherabad.




In the evening at arti, Baba looked grief-stricken and fatigued. Seeing Him like this, a boy named Tukaram Kamble burst out crying. When Baba asked him what he wanted, he replied, "I don't want anything except one thing. I want your suffering. I cannot bear to see You suffer. Give me your suffering or I won't leave!"

"How could I give you My suffering?" Baba gestured. "It cannot be given to anyone. It is destined only for Me."

Tukaram cried that he could not endure seeing Baba in this ill condition. Baba comforted him by assuring him that within two days He would be all right