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A certain Perfect Master had one disciple whose loving obedience was remarkable. He, without hesitation or questioning, would attempt and fulfill the most difficult orders quite simply and with no fuss.

One day the Master almost casually told this man that he must return to his home, kill his young son, and then return to his Master.

Without argument, hesitation, or any sign of refusal he did exactly that.

Upon his return, he found his Master smiling and happy, and standing beside him, well and unharmed, was the disciple's supposedly dead young son.


Master demands implicit obedience without any question of why and what.



You, as gross body, are born again and again till you realize your Real Self. You, as mind, are born only once and die only once; in this sense you do not re-incarnate. The gross body keeps changing, but mind (mental body) remains the same throughout. All impressions (sanskaras) are stored in the mind. The impressions are either to be spent or counteracted through fresh karma in successive incarnations. Buddha's wheel denotes the cycle of births and deaths. The wheel goes on in its ceaseless round. It lifts you to the heights; it brings you down to the depths.

To show you how karma persists as a connecting link and a life-determining factor of future lives I give you an example. There is a king who has vast possessions. But he is a worthless king. He spends all his energy and money in selfish pursuits and luxuries and has no care for his subjects. In his next birth he is born blind and becomes a beggar and thus compensates for his wrong doings.

Now this king has a servant who is honest and faithful and hard-working. In his next birth because of his merits he is born into a cultured and well-to-do family. One day, when he is going along the street he hears a pitiable cry from the pavement. It is from the blind beggar who was the king in his previous life crying aloud with outstretched hands, Have pity. Give me a penny in the name of the Lord. And because all actions however trivial, are inwardly determined by the Sanskaric ties, creating claims and counter-claims, the rich man is unconsciously drawn towards the beggar and gives him a few copper coins.

A king crying out for alms and a servant taking pity on him — what a comedy, what an irony of fate! This is the working of the law of karma, the expression of justice in the world of values. The law of karma is impartial and inexorable. It knows no concessions, gives no preferences, and makes no exceptions. It dispenses justice.

By the divine law you are shielded from remembrance of past lives, for it would not help you in living your present life but would make it infinitely more complicated and confusing.

For me "past" does not exist. I live in the Eternal Present. I clearly see your former lives, with all your intimate and intricate relationships with so many individuals. Your various reactions to others seen in the context of your mutual connections in previous lives serves as a mighty joke to me and helps to ease my burden of suffering.

Now, I give you another example. It is not an uncommon happening. A Moslem after death is buried in a graveyard. After a few incarnations he is born again a Moslem family in the same town. It is customary among Moslems to offer prayers for the dead when they visit graves, to pray to God Almighty to save the departed ones. And so it happens that this person stands before his own grave and solemnly prays, "May God save his soul!" What an absurdity! How pathetic


Law of Karma is impartial. One has to counter experience one’s action. One is always ignorant of experience of past life.   



There was once a Perfect Master who was walking along a rough country path which wound its way between and under trees of many varieties. The Master came upon a man seated under one of the trees in the act of meditation.

The man, becoming aware of such a strong spiritual presence, opened his eyes. He immediately reacted to this advanced being with a cry of, "Oh, Master, will you tell me how many more lives I must pass through before realizing God?"

The Master looked at him and replied, "It will be four more lives before you reach your goal." The yogi reacted badly to this, complaining that it was too long; especially as he was working so hard to obtain his freedom.

The Master then continued his walk through the trees. After a time he came across another yogi who also opened his eyes and asked the same question as to the amount of time that must pass before he would receive God-realization.

On being told that he had about 300 more years before this longed-for event, he also grumbled, but was not as aggressive as the first yogi had been.

Again the Master walked on, and again a meditating yogi asked the same question.

The Master looked at the tree under which the man was sitting, and saw that it was covered with thousands of small leaves and then replied, "You will have as many lives as there are leaves on this tree."

The yogi reacted by joyfully saying, "Oh, thank you Master, thank you; it is such a wonderfully short time."

Immediately at such submission to the will of God, this yogi received the longed-for realization.


A great deal of patience is required for God realisation.




An ant was trying to cross a stream on a leaf. Tossed by the wind, the leaf overturned in midstream and the ant cried, "Help, help, the world is drowning."

A frog close by said, "What rubbish! The world is not drowning, you mean YOU are drowning."

"Well," said the ant, "once I drown the world might as well not exist for me, so for me it means not only that I am drowning but that the world is drowning too!"

In the same way, all existence is within you. God is to be found within yourself, and once you find Him you have found the only treasure worth finding. I give you my blessing that you may love God and find Him.

(Life at its Best, pp. 47-48, ed. ivy o. duce 1957 © sufism reoriented, inc.)



In Panchgani, the men and women mandali had been instructed to meditate according to Baba’s order. Some were having thoughts as to why they had not yet realized God, despite serving Baba for so many years.

Baba narrated to them a story about a Sadguru in answer to their unspoken question:

A disciple used to always ask his Master why he could not realize God, in view of the fact that he had served him so faithfully for so long. The Sadguru continued telling him to have patience, and the disciple, in his eagerness, kept pestering him.

One day, a fair was held in a nearby village. The Sadguru told his disciple, “Go to the fair with a cup of milk in your hand, and return with the cup still full. Then you will be One with God!”

So the disciple, thinking it an easy thing, did as he was told. But when he reached the fair he was so engrossed with the alluring sights around him, he forgot about God-Realization. He pushed through the crowds, so as not to miss seeing anything, all the while spilling the milk. When he came back to his Master’s residence, no milk was left in the cup.

Seeing him approach, the Master said, “Now, according to my promise, I will give you God-Realization; but let me first see the cup.” The disciple was ashamed, and confessed that all the milk was lost amidst the wonderful carnival.

The Sadguru said, “What can I do now? You were attracted by worldly allurements and forgot my order. Had you real desire for attaining God, you would not have been caught napping, and tried your best to save the milk. But you were ensnared by filthy things of the world which bind you, so how could you long for God?”

The disciple then realized that, despite years of service to the Master, as long as worldly attractions last, there is no hope!


As long as worldly attractions last, there is no hope of God realisation

(Lord Meher-pp-2733)





On the subject of sanskaras, Baba recounted to the women this true story:
There was a man who was a great murderer. In his life, he murdered 99 people. One day he felt very depressed and sick of it all. So he went to a Perfect Master, and frankly and openly confessed before him all his crimes, adding that he was feeling most dejected and wanted to end it all. The Master told him to go sit by the side of a certain road and think of him. The murderer did so.
One day, while he was sitting there thinking of the Master, a rider came by, stopped before him and told him to move aside. The man refused, and the rider started lashing him with his whip. Reverting back to his old ways, the man (pulled the rider from his horse) stabbed and killed him. And at that very moment the man realized God!
You see, the rider was carrying on his person a message from one king to another ordering the death of 100 spies. By saving the exact number of lives that he had murdered, his good and bad sanskaras balanced. The man, of course, did not know all this, and was only thus saved by the Perfect Master, because the Master knew. Therefore, if you obey implicitly and unquestioningly, you win, because whereas your conception is limited, the Master knows all, and gives you just what is best for you. (Lord Meher-p-2160)



Baba discoursed:

I want to give a loving warning to all those who love Me that they should be very watchful about their grip on My daaman, particularly during this phase of helplessness and humiliation. They should not keep their fidelity towards Me a secret for fear of impending circumstances and they should guard all first moments lest they may unknowingly be taken astray. May they not fail in facing the challenge offered unawares by trying circumstances?

There was an innocent, pure-hearted widow who with simple faith in God, decided to pass her life in His remembrance. Being beautiful, she received many offers of marriage, all of which she refused including that from the king. So in a rage, the king declared that she was an unchaste woman and had her tied with ropes before the palace gate. The order was issued that all those who passed her must abuse and stone her.

It so happened that this widow had a daughter who had to pass the place where her mother was tied, but being fearful of royal wrath, the daughter just moved her lips and threw a flower at her mother. The widow felt this deeply and said, "Dear child, the mere movement of your lips and the most gentle touch of the flower has caused a deeper wound in my heart than the bleeding wounds caused by the stones hurled at me."

So beware. Be honest in the expression of your faith in Me and I am ever with you to help.


A slight derogatory remark by close disciple casts more pains to His master than any other seeker.

(The Ancient One, p. 178, ed. Naosherwan Anzar, 1981 © Glow International)



The scriptures are like rotten bones rotted and are as food for worms. Theosophy and philosophy are like good bones rotted and are as food for vultures.

The writings of inspired poets are like fresh bones and are as food for dogs. The writings of spiritually advanced saints are like flesh and are as food for tigers. The writings by living Perfect Masters are like brain and are as food for men!

Good bones when rotted have some semblance of bone, but rotten bones when rotted are like filth.

So, you may go through the scriptures superficially – only to drive away the barking dogs when necessary; for instance, when you are called upon to answer the queries of the priests and the orthodox.


One should read the literature given by Perfect Masters and Avatars. These are worth to be read by aspirants.



One day, a man came into a bank and was watching the cashier. The cashier, very much absorbed in counting the money in order to keep proper accounts, did not notice the person watching him. After a while, the man left.

One evening, this man went to call on cashier at home. Although the cashier did not know him, he let the man inside and asked what he wanted. The man said, “You are very rich, and I need your help.”

The cashier was surprised to hear that this man thought he was wealthy and said, “I am not wealthy. Whatever I get is by way of salary to support my wife and children.

And the man said to him, “But that day in the bank, I saw you were absorbed in counting the money that you did not even notice me watching you. Now you tell me that you are not wealthy? You must be the owner of the bank. No one could be so absorbed in counting like that if money were not their own.

At this, the cashier laughed, and said, “Honestly, I tell you that the money you saw me count does not belong to me. It belongs to bank. I only work there. My duty is to count the money properly and keep a proper account. When I am in the bank, I do this work with complete concentration. But when I come back home, I forget about the work, because I know that money does not belong to me. I do the work in the bank according to the duty that is given to me. Then I am free of my duty when I leave at night.


Beloved Baba would want us to live in the world like the cashier in the bank, who counts money the whole day, keeping the account. But at the same time, he remains detached, knowing full well the money does not belong to him.

 (Spiritual training program  –Bhau Kalchuri ed. 2005 pp-64-65)



A Sadguru once set out with his disciples for begging. He approached a rich merchant, who instead of giving alms, shouted abuses and obscenities. Nevertheless, the Sadguru blessed him, saying, ‘Your profits will double.’

The Sadguru then approached another wealthier merchant, who mistreated him even more badly. He, however, blessed this man, saying, ‘Your profits will quadruple.’

Then the Sadguru, with his disciples, approached the shop of a poor old man, who received them with reverence, and offered whatever he could provide from his meager store. The old shopkeeper had only one son, whom he loved dearly. Before leaving, the Sadguru cursed him: ‘By the power of God, I pray that your son dies soon.’ The next day the son was found dead.

When the Sadguru’s disciples found this out, they were bewildered by their Master’s behavior. The only man who had received them with humble reverence had been cursed, not blessed.

Afterward, the Sadguru explained: ‘Both merchants were immersed in the mire of worldliness, and did not want to be extricated. For that reason, I had to submerge them even more in the mire of the world by My blessings, so that one day they will cry to be pulled out. The poor shopkeeper was spiritually inclined. However his love for his son was much too binding. It was an obstruction to the old man’s progress on the Path. The son was, unknowingly, a thorn in his father’s side, and so I opened the door to the Path by removing his son. Now you tell me, who was blessed and who was cursed?’


Suffering is blessings in disguise from the Master.

(April-1922, Poona, to His men Mandali, Lord Meher vol. 2 p-361-362)



Daulat Singh had spread Meher Baba's name in Srinagar well, and the eager for his darshan.

Baba praised him, and in the midst of talking with everyone observed, "Daulat Singh is a gem!"

The recluse replied with a knowing smile, "He is a gem, but he is still worldly. He has not yet renounced the world."

Baba just smiled and did not comment. After a while asked, "I remember a story. Would you like to hear it?" All expressed their eagerness and Baba's fingers flew across the alphabet board, which Vishnu read:

A man renounced the world and was passing his time in meditation, solitude, repeating God's name, and so forth, and also visiting different saints and mahatmas. Years passed by like this. Once he had

the luck to encounter a Perfect Master. He prayed to him for God-Realization, and the Sadguru told him to stay with him in his ashram.

The Master also had other followers who were living under his orders. There was no spiritual practice of any sort in the ashram and he thought all the others there were useless, as he did not observe them

doing anything spiritual. Some were cooking, some were washing, some were cleaning and thus, according to the words of the Master, keeping themselves busy.

Although now living with the Perfect Master, the sanyasi had continued his spiritual practices and become a recluse. One day he asked the Master, "When will I see God?"

The Master replied, "If you act according to my orders, you will gain the sight of God very soon." The recluse nodded in accord. The Master, picking up a small piece of stone, then told him, "Go to the market and, in exchange for this, bring five seers (cup measurements) of vegetables."

Looking at the stone, the recluse replied, "Master, this is a stone. Who will give five seers of vegetables in exchange for it? No one will touch it."

The Master said, "You have promised to obey me and now you are arguing. If you do as I say, you will have God's darshan."

The recluse went to the market, but no vendor was ready to agree tothe bargain, and all laughed in derision. With great difficulty, one agreed to give him two seers of vegetables. Refusing, the recluse returned and said to the Master, "Master, I had told you from the beginning the exchange was foolhardy. Who would give five seers of vegetables for a stone? I could get nothing."

The Master said, "Now go to a sweetmeat shop and bring five seers of sweets for this piece of stone." The recluse left thinking his Master deranged. No one was willing to give five seers of sweets and the most

he could argue for in one shop was three seers. So he returned, again empty-handed.

The Master then directed him to approach a goldsmith and bade him to bring back not less than five thousand rupees in exchange. Now the recluse was convinced the Master was completely crazy, but he went

anyway. The goldsmith examined the rock and announced that he was ready to pay one thousand rupees. This surprised the recluse as now he was being offered a thousand rupees in exchange for a stone against which previously he could not even get five seers of vegetables.  He then thought the Sadguru knew what he was doing and there was something more to it than met his eye.

He returned to the Master and told him what had transpired. The Master next asked him to go to a jeweler and sell the stone for one hundred thousand rupees. So he went and the jeweler agreed to the sale and paid him the amount. The recluse brought the money and the Master told him, "You did not value the stone, but the jeweler knew its true value. He knew that it was in fact a diamond. Only a jeweler's eye could recognize the stone's genuine worth.

"The vegetable vendors, the sweetmeat shopkeepers, the goldsmiths – all are like those who are veiled; they can only evaluate things according to their consciousness."

The Master then told the recluse: "I am the Jeweler and I know the capacities and capabilities of those around me. They act according to my wish, leaving their own aside. Those who reside with the Jeweler are truly spiritual. Whomever you have approached in your years of wandering until now have all been like vegetable sellers, shopkeepers and goldsmiths – limited by their own limited viewpoint. So, it is better to remain with the Jeweler who knows your true worth and who, in time, will make you a Jeweler like himself." In this manner the recluse was convinced and held fast to the Master's feet.


One’s present, past and future is open book for a Master. He only knows one’s worth as what and when, it is best suited to him.

(Lord Meher, 1st. ed., Bhau Kalchuri, Vol. 8, pp. 2975 – 2977)



Divine miracles are generally attributed to Avatars, Sadgurus, or Realized human beings, while occult powers belong to yogis. The former is the outcome of extremely high and unselfish motives, while for the latter the mainspring is invariably the worst kind of selfishness. An Avatar or Sadguru performs miracles when he intends to give a general push to the world toward spirituality, but a yogi generally enacts his supernatural powers to serve his own ends.

For example, a child is tightly holding a parrot by the neck to the point of strangling it. Now in order to save the bird’s life it will not be advisable to try to snatch it from the hands of its young captor because there is the chance of his tightening his grasp. The child must therefore be offered a coin, which will make him let go of his hold on the parrot. In this instance, the offering of the coin means performing a miracle, and saving the parrot from the child’s grip means saving the mind from ignorance and Maya’s grip. Such is the way of Avatars and Sadgurus. However, if a yogi sees a very beautiful woman and desires her, he will materialize gold jewellery in order to attract her. It is evident that there is a world of difference between the motives involved in both these actions.

To give another example, a man has put on spectacles of white glass which make him see everything white, though in reality all things are colourless. A yogi’s powers consist in putting red or green spectacles before the man’s eyes, and to the man’s amazement everything appears red or green. A Sadguru, knowing that everything has no colour, not even white, and that everything is nothing, does not believe in wasting time over changing the colour of glasses. He works toward removing a man’s spectacles that he is wearing, thereby enabling a person to see things as they are; however, the yogi only adds to the illusion which a person sees by putting yet another pair of glasses before his eyes.


Sadguru performs miracles for benefit for humanity but yogi for his personal gain. Sadguru removes illusion but yogi adds to it.

(Lord Meher, 1st. ed., Bhau Kalchuri, Vol 3, p. 958).



Meher Baba gave discourses to the children, often using similes and analogies to illustrate his points. On December 18th (1927), Baba brought out a doll and explained the progression of evolution. Bending the head of the doll downward and folding all its limbs inside, Baba stated, “This is the state of inanimate objects in the world, such as stones, rocks and minerals. Life is there but it is curled up like the doll and you cannot see it. Everything is latent.”

Unfolding the doll’s arms and legs, Baba pointed the legs toward the sky and explained, “This is the state of the soul in the plant form. Its mouth is at the roots and its legs or branches are in the sky.” Baba brought the legs down and placed the doll on all fours, indicating that the doll was now in the animal form. Finally, Baba made the doll stand on its two legs and explained,

“The soul has now reached the state of a human being – this is the final and highest form.”

To illustrate the working of sanskaras, Baba one day took a mirror out of his coat pocket and explained:

Suppose this mirror represents the mind’s sanskaras while Chaitanya is Unconscious Consciousness. Now the moment Chaitanya is created in the unconscious mind, it arouses the sound sleep state of God to know its Self. Also at that moment sanskaras begin. The mirror, which was placed aside, now begins to move toward the eyes.

Drawing a diagram on the chalk board to illustrate his point, Baba continued:

One of the first movements of consciousness takes the mirror to the stone form where only a corner of the mirror falls within the boundary of one’s vision. The next movement, to the vegetable form, brings a greater area of the mirror within sight. The next, to the worm, fish, bird and animal kingdoms, brings a still greater area into view. Then the final movement, toward the human form, brings the entire area of the mirror before the eyes and one sees his own reflection therein and believes the reflection – the shadow of the Self – to be the Real Self or I, which is not true.

So the mirror, which was slanted with the evolution of forms, is slowly brought upright with heightened consciousness. But the soul, instead of seeing itself inside and toward its own body, sees into the reflection in the mirror and what it sees is illusion

So what should it do now to see the Self? It must remove the mirror; not only remove it, but destroy it! That is, one must destroy the sanskaras which create illusion. If you do not destroy them, they remain as they are and present themselves again and again whenever you take birth. For example, the mirror is there, even when you have left bodies after bodies and taken another. Therefore, remove this mirror of sanskaras and see your own Real Self.


Meher Baba through this example of Doll explained evolution and involution to children.

Lord Meher, 1st. ed., Bhau Kalchuri, Vol. 3, pp. 976 – 977.



One day, a refugee from Pakistan who wanted to see Beloved Baba. He had lost everything and traveled to India along with his family. In Dehra Dun, he came to know about Beloved Meher Baba and would go to the Meher Baba Centre there. One day, he mentioned his plight to one of the Baba lovers, and that he had nothing. "I am a mechanic, and I want to open a workshop. But I have no money. Is there a Baba lover who can help me?"

The Baba lover replied, "Yes, there is one man, a nice person and very kind. He may help you."

And he gave the address of the potential helper to the refugee.

The refugee went to the man's home, and when the man heard of his guest’s plight, he asked, "How much do you want?"

"If you give me 5,000 rupees, that will be sufficient to open a workshop," the refugee replied. "I assure you that I will return your money as soon as possible, along with any interest."

And the man said, "Interest? You are a Baba lover. I don't charge interest to Baba lovers!"

The refugee was amazed and said, "Please take this down in writing, regarding the money you have given to me."

"What are you talking about? I have full faith in you. I trust you. You are a Baba lover, and therefore there is no need for me to put anything into writing. Please open your workshop. Whenever it is possible for you, return the money to me, without any interest."

The refugee was very impressed. He thought, "Indeed, there are kind people in the world. I have encountered so many difficulties. I had to leave Pakistan because of harassment. But now, how kind Beloved Baba is to arrange such a deal for me."

The refugee opened his workshop, repairing cars, motorcycles and other vehicles. Because he was an excellent mechanic, his shop was soon running very well, and he earned good money. Within a few months, he returned the loan.

And then what happened?

When the refugee met the person who had given him the loan, the latter asked, "How is your workshop going?"

"Because of Beloved Baba's grace, it is earning very well," the refugee told him.

"Since the earning is good, when are you going to return my money?"

The refugee thought that the man was joking. He said, "Did you forget? The first thing I did was to return your money to you?"

"What are you talking about?" the other responded. "I am not cutting a joke. I am telling you the truth. You have not returned my money, and I want you to return it as soon as possible!"

The refugee could not understand this. He had been very much impressed because of the man's kind help, but now he was in trouble. He told Kishan Singh, who, in turn, told Baba. "All right, Baba said, "call that refugee."

Which Kishan Singh did.

When the refugee came to Baba, Baba asked him, "What is the matter?"

The refugee told Baba the whole story.

Baba asked, "When the man gave you money, did he take anything down in writing?"

"No, Baba," the refugee replied. "He did not take anything in writing from me."

Then Baba said to him, "But there must be some witnesses?"

"No, Baba, there was no one. The man was in a field, so I went there. We both were sitting under a tree. Then I gave him the money."

Baba heard this and asked him to call that man who had loaned him the money. So the refugee brought him and Baba asked, "Did you give this refugee 5,000 rupees?"

And he said, "Yes, Baba."

"Did he return it?" Baba asked.

"No, Baba."

"Why did you not take it down in writing when you gave him the money?"

"I trusted him because he was a Baba lover."

Then Baba asked the refugee, "You don't have any witnesses?"

"No, Baba. We both were sitting under a tree in the field when I gave him the money."

So Baba said, "Then the tree is a witness! Go and call that tree."

The refugee was just looking at Baba -- he could not believe what Baba had just said.

"Did you not hear?" Baba said. "I just want you to go to that tree and call it here."

The refugee asked, "How will the tree come here, Baba?"

Baba replied, "This is My order. Go and tell the tree, and it will come."

So the refugee left. The man who loaned the money remained sitting there, and Baba started attending to other work. After two hours Baba asked, "That refugee has not yet come? How long should I wait for him?"

"Baba, that tree is far off," the man answered. "He will take another two hours to come back."

Immediately, Baba said, "How did you come to know that the tree was that far off?"

The man was caught. He said to Baba, "Baba, please forgive me. He did return the money to me, but I played mischief. Please forgive me."

And Baba said to him, "Never deceive anyone. You take yourself as a Baba lover? Are you a lover? You must be honest. What a sin you are committing! Stop doing such things. Never in your life do it again. Do you think I don't know? I know everything! I see everything, every moment. Nothing remains hidden from Me."

Then Baba added, "You speak a lie, and you can hide it from others, but can you hide it from yourself? You know that you spoke a lie. I am thousands of times closer than your very breath. So when you cannot hide a lie from yourself, how can you hide it from Me? Remember this and never repeat such things. I forgive you now, but never play such mischief on anyone."

Then the refugee returned, and Baba asked him, "Where is that tree?"

And he said, "Baba, I prayed and prayed to You before the tree. I told it that You wanted it to come to You. I bowed down to it 1,000 times, but still the tree did not move."

Baba told the refugee, "The tree had come here, and he gave witness! Ask this man."

"Yes, Baba, the tree came here and gave witness," the man admitted. "I am really very sorry." Then he said to the refugee, "Please forgive me; I deceived you. You did return my money. I will not do such a thing anymore."

Then the man turned to Baba and said, "Please, Baba, forgive me. I know You are All Knowing. You know everything, and nothing remains hidden from You. Henceforth I will be honest, and I will never deceive anyone."


One cannot hide anything from God who is all knowing and omnipresent



For relaxation, Baba would go to Munshi Ram’s house to play cards. Once, while playing cards at Munshi’s, he quietly stole a card from Ramjoo, and as a result his side won. In the middle of next game, Ghani did likewise; but this time Ramjoo saw it. He complained to Baba, who rebuked Ghani for cheating. Ghani for some time bitterly thought: “Meher himself pilfers cards and then rebukes me for doing the same!”

After a while longer, Baba stopped the game and told the men a true storey about a Perfect master:

One day a Sadguru went with some of his disciples to a city where he was known. He approached a candy shop and entering, put some sweets in his mouth. His disciples too, mimicked him in this respect. He then visited a bakery and there also the same thing happened. He picked up some cookies and put them in his mouth, and his disciples did the same. Then he went to a blacksmith’s shop where there were red hot pieces of iron in the furnace. The Master picked up one of the pieces and ate it.

Disciples stared at him. The Sadguru then said, “Now eat this too!”

Not one dared move and Master admonished, “Why did you did you do as did? Are you parrots? Never do as I do. But do as I say.”

After hearing this tale, Ghani burst out laughing, and Baba asked the reason. He replied, “I bow down to your knowledge. You have answered my question superbly


One should not copy the actions of Master but obey Him.




Christmas was celebrated on the 25th, and that night they took a boat ride on the Narmada River. Baba dipped his hands in the water and posed as Rano took a photograph of him. Gaimai wistfully observed, "How long the Narmada has awaited you, Baba." Baba just smiled.

After their return from the river, Baba said, "While we were on the boat I remembered a story about a Perfect Master." All the women eagerly requested him to tell it and so he began to spell out the tale:

There was once a Sadguru staying in a certain place with a few of his disciples. One night his mandali were conversing among themselves, saying that though they had stayed with the Master for the past so many years, still they had gained nothing. A Sadguru is all-knowing, and he of course knew what his disciples were talking about. But he did not say anything and appeared innocently unmindful of them.

The next day, all took their seats before the Master. He noticed they seemed to be in a sad mood. The Master inquired the reason, and they told him what was on their minds. He laughingly told them to be patient and, in a short time, had completely changed their remorseful mood into one of gaiety. All forgot their dejection.

Some days later the Sadguru told his disciples, "Don't do any work today and enjoy yourselves for a change. You have the whole day to yourselves, so eat, drink and be merry." This made them jubilant, and they spent the day happily playing cards, listening to music, reminiscing and joking with one another.

In the evening the Sadguru said, "We will go out in the boat tonight." This made his disciples even more happy and they said, "Master, it would be grand if you allowed us to take a little wine this evening." The Master readily agreed, and all drank and ate to their heart's content. They took their seats in the boat and continued playing cards, listening to music and enjoying themselves thoroughly. The Master told them to take turns rowing the boat by twos. And so it went.

They were overjoyed to be allowed so much freedom, and after a few hours the Sadguru observed, "We have come a long distance and we won't be able to return before dawn."

The disciples said with bravado, as they were slightly tipsy by now, "However far we have proceeded, we will surely return home by morning; we will row even harder!" The Master did not say a word.

It was a moonlit night, and all got very drunk. Dawn began breaking over the horizon and the Master said, "Oh, it is morning now and we still have not returned home!" The intoxicating effects of the wine were wearing off by now, and they thought that they had come a long distance. But then, carefully observing their surroundings, they saw to their astonishment that they were where they had boarded the boat the night before! In their intoxication, instead of rowing the boat, they had stayed right where they had started from!

The Sadguru then commented, "The whole night you were rowing and rowing and I was also seated with you. But the boat did not move at all; you are where you were and have not gone a step further. What is the reason for this?"

One replied, "We were drunk and thought we were rowing the boat; in fact, it was tied to the dock all the time!"

The Master explained, "Because of your remaining absorbed in worldly enjoyment, you are exactly where you were. Although I was with you, what could I do when you were merged in material pleasures? In the same way, despite your being with me for years, instead of coming closer to me, you remain drowned in temporal pleasures. What do you expect to gain? How will you benefit by my contact? You will remain as you are!

"Therefore, don't be a slave to material happiness. Be my slaves and see what you gain without even asking!"

This made all remember their mood of dejection and they trusted and believed what their Master was saying was true.

Baba then explained to the women, "I am showing you beautiful sights, boat riding with you and taking you here and there. All this is to free you from material bondage. Doing all this, all the while I am attentive of whose mind is where, and when I interrupt you in your reveries with a view to free you, you take it ill and your mood is upset.

"If I do not behave like this, of what use would it be your remaining with me for years together? Remember to focus your attention always on me, even while enjoying things. Don't remain drowned in material pleasures. Don't give rein to your desires.

"Only love me! When you love me only, then in the intoxication of that love, you will find all physical pleasures lifeless."

Baba then teased them, "Those disciples believed faithfully in the word of their Master, but you are such types that in spite of my telling you this, you are eagerly waiting for me to finish so you can all go and eat!" Everyone laughed.


As long as, one seeks material happiness or attached to worldly allurements, no spiritual progress can be achieved. One’s love for Master is must to get detached from worldly pleasures.   

(Lord Meher, 1st. ed., Bhau Kalchuri, Vol. 7, pp. 2348 - 2352.)