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Afterwards, Baba saw Charles Davy, a reporter for the Observer newspaper. Davy had met Baba the first day. After greeting him, the following exchange took place:

Baba said, "Ask any one question."

Davy asked, "How can one get to know the Truth?"

Baba replied, "This question has two answers, one would fill volumes and the other is only a few words. In a few words: by giving up falsehood. Now tell me what is falsehood?"

That which does not endure — illusion."

"Right, now the volumes begin. Disregard all that does not endure, and you will realize the Truth."

"But is there any part of the self that endures?"

"Yes, you (pointing to Davy) your Self, endures. This body does not endure. It is illusion. The body should be discarded. Similarly your mind and energy working through you as desires, both of which are also illusion and should be discarded. All of these which are false are to be discarded to realize the Real Self that is you."

Davy inquired, "Baba, you are God and know everything, and yet you ask so often if I love you ... Of course, I love you very much."

Baba replied, "It is my delight to hear from my lovers that they love me. There is no doubt that I know everything, yet I ask. I feel delighted when my lovers say, 'Baba, I love you very much!' As for example, in everyday life one comes across a loving couple. Each loves the other very much and each knows it, and yet the husband or the wife would very often ask, 'Dearest, do you love me?' Invariably, the obvious answer would be, 'I love you very much.' It is my pleasure to ask and my delight to hear from my lovers their oft-repeated answer, 'Baba, I love you very much.' (Lord Meher-p-3982-1956)



The principal of the Dastur School was a European woman named Miss E. Chatham. Her affection for Merwan was touching; a day would not pass without her speaking with the boy. She would also invite him to her house for dinner, which was unusual since Merwan was so young. At that time, the Dastur School admitted boys only at the primary level, so, after one year, Merwan switched schools. On his final day, Miss Chatham embraced him tenderly and imparted a few words of advice. Merwan liked this teacher very much. He listened with downcast eyes and shed tears at their parting, knowing he would miss her. (Lord Meher)



Nilu had no faith in masts and, from a medical point-of-view, considered them to be innocent madmen. But one day he saw that Chatti Baba had sat on a block of ice throughout the night, and had not left his seat despite a freezing storm outside. Nilu had spent the night in his bed huddled under four woolen blankets, and wearing his overcoat — yet still he was cold. The sight of Chatti Baba sitting naked in the intense cold of Quetta, and in a completely happy mood, profoundly impressed Nilu. His questioning mind could not find a satisfactory answer to such a wondrous sight, and he was then fully convinced that the mast was not an ordinary man.

During Baba's month-long stay in Quetta, Chatti Baba would not stay indoors in his room, but would roam about all night outside in the cold, inclement weather. He remained healthy, but, more amazing, he continued his daily bath of 100 bucketfuls of ice-cold water!

One day Baba told Krishna to go ask Chatti Baba whether he wanted a bath. Krishna did so and at first Chatti Baba laughed, but then agreed. Baba came and began bathing him. During the bath Baba gestured to Krishna to ask Chatti Baba whether he felt cold. Krishna asked him and he said, "Cold? I'm on fire! ... I'm burning up!"

Krishna looked puzzled and asked, "You're having a cold bath, yet you feel that you are burning?"

Chatti Baba nodded toward Baba and said, "This fire is burning me!" (Lord Meher-p-2203-1941)



In 1954, during his visit of Hamirpur district, in the evening, Baba walked alone for some time into a part of a forest near Ichhaura. Early in the morning, Baba sanctified the Betwa River by bathing with its water. (He also drank some of the water.) Baba gave darshan at Ichhaura on the 4th, and thousands had the gift of his prasad as people from neighboring villages. Baba made house visits to the homes of Chaturbuj and few others.  (Lord Meher-p-3433-1954)

In 1958 darshan program, Baba went to the men's dormitory tent, where Chaturbuj of Ichhaura was lying in bed ill and unconscious. Baba placed his walking stick on his chest and advised he be given milk, but someone said he was unable to drink anything. Baba sent someone to bring milk and kept his other cane on his chest. Chaturbuj suddenly sat up and held Baba in a tight embrace. He drank the milk and also ate after a while. (Lord Meher-p-4266/7-1958)



Wednesday, 15 November 1944, the entire party, all Nagpur lovers, departed for Angewada by car and bus. Angewada was 21 miles away, and the final stretch of two miles was unpaved, over which neither the car nor the bus could travel. Vibhuti had opened the Meher Spiritual Center in Angewada, near a river, where devotees from neighboring villages would come to pray, sing and listen to talks on Meher Baba.

Baba went straight to the newly founded center, where Vibhuti performed his arti and Baba's picture was officially installed. After distributing prasad, Baba left for Saoner. Baba reached Saoner at ten o'clock, where again the whole town turned out for his darshan. Pophali and another lawyer named P. D. Harkare had made fine arrangements for the function. Baba was taken to the residence of Bhawalkar Pleader.

Pophali had done an excellent job of spreading Baba's messages and love in the area. As a result, almost 40,000 men, women and children had come with eager hearts for the darshan of Meher Prabhu (Lord Meher). Baba came out of the house several times to bless the crowd, but they were not satisfied and would not disperse.

In the middle of this multitude, a well-known person named Chaunde Maharaj came to Baba. With folded hands, he tearfully prayed, "Please bless me for success in my life's activities."

Baba replied, assuring him, "The power house will never fail, provided the wires maintain their connection with it."

Heartfelt outbursts of Baba's Jai filled the air and a wild exhilaration pervaded. Bhajan singing commenced, and people forgot the world and their troubles in the intoxication of the Beloved's smile. Afterwards, Baba and the mandali ate lunch and were then escorted to Meher Spiritual Center at Saoner.

Baba then proceeded to the open grounds opposite the municipal high school, where a gigantic pandal had been erected. But it was not large enough for the thousands of people who had collected. The crowd was so vast that it became difficult to control.

Baba then declared: "The darshan programs at Saoner and Angewada have touched my infinite heart. I am extremely happy with the love here."

Chaunde Maharaj sang bhajans and kirtans. Afterwards he declared: "Meher Baba is the junction of all religions!"

Chaunde offered his obeisance to Baba by lying himself prone on the ground and prayed: "May you banish the suffering of mankind!" (Lord Meher)



A Sadguru never sleeps in the ordinary sense of the word, but "rests" at a resting place between the sixth and seventh planes. Even though people may find him snoring, he is not asleep. It is next to impossible to come down from that state. A Sadguru alone can manage it; no one else can. That is the reason almost all Masters select a quiet, separate and aloof place for resting — which you call sleeping — where they will not be disturbed. For who knows, a kick from a Master during his rest to one who disturbs him would be fatal — the person would be doomed!

But apart from the different places of resting, the Perfect Master's modes of resting also differ. All Sadgurus do not act alike. Sai Baba would rest on a hanging platform high above the floor to avoid disturbance by anyone. While resting, Babajan and Upasni Maharaj would get up suddenly at even the slightest touch of a finger. Hence, they all rest at different solitary places to their liking in different ways. I am the same, avoiding the slightest cause of disturbance.

Therefore, I advise you never to touch a Perfect Master when he or she is resting. I may and do tolerate disturbances occasionally, but other Masters may not and generally speaking do not. And their one kick in that state would finish you forever [end your life]!

Baba then consoled Chhagan by remarking, "Because you get tired, your mood is spoiled. Wherever we halt in the course of our journey, you have to cook; and when the others are out on a walk or sightseeing, you cannot go because you are burdened with the duty of preparing our meals. But what can I do? It is your fate.

How lucky you are to cook the food which I eat. And besides, I like the food you prepare." (Lord Meher-p-1049-1929)



During one of Meher Baba's stays at Guruprasad in Poona, the Chief Justice of the Bombay High Court arrived one morning with his wife and children, seeking Baba’s darshan.

Baba was in seclusion at that time but nevertheless He permitted them to spend five minutes in His presence. The whole family sat at His feet and Baba asked whether they had had a good night's sleep and enquired of the health of each one.

Then turning to the man, Baba asked, “what is your profession?”

"I am a judge, Baba.” the man replied.

Baba smiled and said, "I am in the same profession."

The man seemed confused but a short while later

Baba explained. "There is a difference between you and Me," He said. "When a guilty one is brought before you, you establish his guilt and then you punish him. On the other hand when a guilty one is brought before Me, I establish his guilt and then I forgive him." (The Ancient One, p. 126)



The Poona bhajan group had organized a drama depicting the seven Avatars and their predominant message to mankind. The play was performed before Baba on Saturday, 27 May 1961. All the actors were the children of Center members, aged five to sixteen. In the final scene, Sohrab walked in as Baba, leaning on "Eruch's" (Rustom's) arm.

Seeing the twins go through the familiar scene of Baba giving darshan and prasad, while Baba was right before them, brought forth an uproar of delighted clapping and laughter from the audience. Baba laughed so deeply he had to wipe the tears from his eyes — especially when Sohrab's false mustache fell off! At the end, when "Baba" gestured, "I am the Ancient One!" the entire audience shouted several times, "Avatar Meher Baba ki jai!" shaking Guruprasad to its gilded ceiling. (Lord Meher-4752-1961)



On Thursday, 5 August 1926, while holding a discussion with Nusserwan Satha and Vyankatesh Sridhar "Kaka" Chinchorkar (devotees from Ahmednagar), the Master explained to them about desires and spiritual independence versus political independence. Baba ended by emphasizing:

Real bhakti (devotion) means "to die a thousand times a day." Thus a poet has said, "If you have the longing to receive the wound of an arrow, then first create a heart that would venture on such a dangerous game, that would bear its hardships, and that is bold enough to endure its sufferings."

This quotation expresses not only the literal and outer meaning that one should "create a heart," but also the inner sense, that the sufferings of the wound should be borne without anyone else knowing it; quietly, without the slightest murmur or sign of pain.

There should be absolutely no outward show even though one may be suffering from deadly wounds and cut into pieces from inside!

Ah — what burning! What love, what desire! The terrible heat of the sun is as nothing compared to that burning sensation! All these burnings and other such ordeals are on the part of the independent seeker of Truth, who has not found a Guru or a Guide. Those who have found a Sadguru, however, have nothing to do except dedicate themselves to him with complete blind submission. Even if the orders of the Master seem incomprehensible or even repellent, you have to carry them out with bowed heads. Do as the Sadguru tells you to do, even if his instructions are against your will or beyond your understanding. This is the easiest way to God. For, if one at all desires to reach this Goal of Truth, one must burn and consume oneself in that desire, without any other consideration of mind, body, or soul: and this is most difficult. You are lucky to have found such a Sadguru in me. ((Lord Meher-p-696-1926)



He cooked food for mandali in Manjile Meem and accompanied Baba many times  on His tour  and cooked vegetarian food for Hindu mandali members. Some of events are as under:

In early day at Poona in 1922, every Sunday a large number of people would come to the hut for his darshan. The gathering was so festive that, to a stranger passing, by it appeared that a fair or carnival was being held. Baba lovers from Bombay, Lonavla including Chowdhary, and others from Poona came to attend the darshan

In year 1922, Baba and His group left Khandala and proceeded to Khopoli. After walking a mile, they ascended the Bhor Ghat (a range of hills between Karjat and Lonavla). From there the descent to Bombay began and the lone bullock cart, which had been trailing with the luggage, took the lead. The gradient was steep and the bullock nearly tumbled down with the cart while the men ran alongside it, scrambling to keep it under control. The cart had been fixed with boards on its wheels to act as brakes, but they weren't effective, and the men had much difficulty slowing the cart's wheels with their bare hands.

After the group had walked some distance, Chowdhary and one more companion were reported missing. Baba was quite upset by this news. A search was made but the two men were not found. After reaching Khopoli, the two lost companions arrived. They had taken a shortcut, and Baba angrily scolded them for disobeying orders and threatened to send them back home. They begged his forgiveness for separating themselves from the group and realized that the few miles they had saved were not worth Baba's reproof and spoiled mood.

In Manjile Meem, Chowdhary cooked for the Hindus. Gustadji, Baba's constant companion throughout the day, prepared Baba's tea.

Once as directed by Baba, lunch was served by Chowdhary (the cook). Baba suddenly became very displeased with the Hindu mandali and began abusing them. He scolded Sadashiv and Arjun in particular, because they had not finished the vegetable dish served by Chowdhary.  On the morning of 14 April, 1924, Bhandara (mass feeding) started and continued until evening. Nearly 1,000 poor and destitute persons were fed. The food was cooked by Chowdhary with the other mandali's assistance.

In Manjile Meem Masaji would cook for most of the mandali, and Chowdhary would cook separately for the Hindus.

On Saturday, 19 April 1924 the Hindu mandali celebrated Hanuman's birthday. After dinner, Baba gathered the men outside the Jhopdi and inquired about the activities of the day. He asked Masaji if there was any leftover food. Masaji replied affirmatively. Baba asked the Hindu cook, Chowdhary, who replied, "At times there is, but I never throw it away.

One day, an old woman with her two sons came begging in the evening. They were brought to Baba, and Baba asked Chowdhary to cook them fresh dal and rice.  They were given food and Baba permitted them to depart after giving them new clothes. (Lord Meher)



On 19th December 1952, Baba and His group departed by train very early in morning, At the station there was a great rush from the crowd. Baba was persuaded to travel by second class instead of third. At Manmad, Baba wished to stay at the dak bungalow there, but it was already reserved for some government officer. While driving past the rest house, Baba pointed to a beautiful villa with a garden. "What a fine bungalow," he remarked. "Perhaps it is the best in Manmad."

Eruch went to the railway station and tried to persuade an official to allow them to occupy the dak bungalow, but he refused permission even though they were willing to spend the day on its verandah. So Eruch asked, "Do you know of any other bungalow where we could find accommodations?"

"Yes," said the man, whose name was Chunilal. "You can occupy the verandah of my bungalow."

Eruch thanked him, saying he would have to consult his elder brother for his approval. He returned and on informing Baba, obtained his consent on condition that the owner would have to remain elsewhere so long as Baba was there.

To Eruch's surprise, Chunilal agreed, and Baba was taken to the place. It was the same villa he had pointed out during his drive around the town.

The resident engineer arrived soon after to make all the arrangements. Seeing him, Baba asked, "How is it you are here when you agreed to be out when I came?"

"I have come to unlock the doors," he explained.

"Don't worry about opening the rooms. We will only use the verandah. But do you know who I am? People call me Meher Baba and it is your greatest good fortune that I have come here to stay a while."

Chunilal offered Baba and his group meals, but Baba replied that it had already been arranged. In the end, the official prevailed upon Baba at least to step into his house and have tea with him that afternoon. Baba acquiesced and the man left for his office, saying he would be back at teatime. His servants were instructed to see to Baba's needs. Because the man was so solicitous, Baba happily remarked, "I feel as if I am staying in Jal Kerawalla's bungalow."

In afternoon Baba wanted tea, but the tea leaves were locked in the cupboard. When the engineer returned at 2:30 P.M., Baba stated with a smile, "We already had our tea — prepared with your sugar and our tea leaves."

Chunilal was aghast and said, "But Baba, I never thought you would have it so soon."

"Your habit reminded me of a very close disciple of mine who was also a Grade I government officer, Jal D. Kerawalla, I.A.S."

Chunilal wished his wife to have Baba's darshan on her return from Delhi, and Baba agreed to stop again at his bungalow while returning. Chunilal remained with Baba until evening, and after he had left, Baba stated about him, "It is a rare thing to allow a total stranger to occupy one's house without knowing a thing about him, and be willing to stay somewhere else besides." (Lord Meher-p-3324-1954)



Colonel M. S. Irani was once the highest ranking Indian officer in the British army. He was known as the Master’s archenemy; Baba called him "His Ravanna", who was Ram’s archenemy. Due to his constant thinking of Meher Baba, even though it was in an opposing manner, it brought good fortune to the Colonel in his next lifetime, who reincarnated into a close Baba family.

Colonel Merwan Sohrab Irani was the highest ranking Indian officer in the British army during World War I.

He was the brother of Daulat Jahangir Irani, and after her husband's death, he looked after the family's material affairs. He had been worried about Daulat's contact with Upasni Maharaj and then Meher Baba, whom he thought would steal her family fortune. For a long time he had been disturbed that Daulat and her daughter Mehera were living in an austere ashram instead of in the comforts they were accustomed to. He wanted them to move back to his luxurious house in Poona and live a normal worldly life, but as they refused, he became a fierce opponent of Meher Baba, using his power and influences to try to undermine Baba s work.

On September 20th, at seven-thirty in the morning, the Colonel, along with a professor D. Kapadia of Deccan College and a relative J. Kapadia arrived at Meherabad. Rustom cordially led the gentlemen on a tour of the ashram; however, he was not acquainted with Colonel Irani who was his wife Freiny's maternal uncle. Rustom had heard that the Colonel had actively denounced Baba for years and written slanderous articles against him. When Behramji saw the group being shown around, he recognized Colonel Irani at once and informed Rustom to beware of what he said.

Professor Kapadia had known Mohan Shahane who had studied at Deccan College years before. Seeing him in the ashram, Kapadia critically remarked, "It is not good for a bright lad like you to waste your time here." Mohan pointedly explained to him about Meher Baba. Not impressed, Kapadia cynically asked, "Where does all the money come from for all this?"

Mohan replied, "I have nothing to do with that. I only know that the poor, sick and destitute are being served here."

Colonel Irani interposed, "It is all self-advertisement! This is all a show of false spiritual greatness!" These bitter remarks set off an unpleasant argument between the mandali and the antagonistic visitors. The mandali stopped arguing when the Colonel and Kapadia claimed that Zarathustra, Buddha and Christ were simply ordinary men whom legend had made great.

Despite all this contention, the visitors still wanted to meet the Master. Baba arrived three hours late at ten-thirty, but when Rustom asked the men to kindly take their shoes off before entering Baba's room, they were insulted and abruptly left.

Colonel Irani's other sister was Freiny, Padri's mother, who lived near Babajan's seat in Char Bawdi in Poona. He had also become disturbed by Freiny's daily devotion to Hazrat Babajan and her allowing her son to join Meher Baba's ashram. This same morning, Padri was in a very dejected mood and was thinking of leaving Meherabad. While being taken on tour of the ashram, the Colonel passed by the dispensary where Padri was prescribing medicines, but they did not see each other. This was fortunate, for had Padri seen him when he was in such a depressed state, he probably would have left with his uncle for Poona.

Colonel Irani had reasons other than mere spite to be openly against Meher Baba. He was a very successful man, but was unmarried and lonely; he suffered a deep disappointment that his closest relatives Daulat and Mehera, whom he dearly loved, willingly stayed with a Guru in what seemed to be a desolate wilderness. Thinking Meher Baba had duped his sister and swindled her out of her money and property, he had become Baba's fierce enemy. Being a warrior at heart, he decided to wage his own private war against Meher Baba. It was the Colonel who was responsible for publishing fictitious and misleading stories about Meher Baba in the Parsi newspapers, which at first created suspicion among the Zoroastrian communities about Meher Baba's claim to be a God-Realized Master.

It has been said that the Colonel's antagonism became as pronounced as Ravana's against Ram; for almost thirty-five years he continued spreading the worst kind of false propaganda against Meher Baba. But this enmity and opposition was a medium for the Master's inner work, for many people came to know about Baba through the Colonel's articles. Although the information given was critical and hostile, it stirred curiosity in many people, eventually inspiring them to go and see Meher Baba for themselves. Having his darshan, instead of being met with the alleged "poison of Meher Baba," they found the sweet nectar of his loving presence. In many Iranis and Parsis, a firm faith in Meher Baba's divinity awakened and they later became his staunch followers.

Viewed from this perspective, Colonel Irani unknowingly served Meher Baba tremendously. Because of his ardent devotion to strongly opposing Baba, he too eventually experienced Baba's love. Baba used to remark about the Colonel, "He is fortunate to be remembering me, no matter how. You have no idea how he really feels about me."

After Colonel Irani's departure from Meherabad, the Master commented about worldly-minded people:

Rustom related, "Baba, the Colonel especially criticized the activities in Meherabad. He said that he had studied a great deal about Zarathustra's life, but that he was not impressed with the things he observed at Meherabad."

Baba replied, "Zarathustra did in his time what he thought proper under the conditions then prevailing. Now, I do what I think best. I am not concerned if the world accepts it or not. It is better you leave if you want to do as you like. What is it to me if your relatives, friends or the whole world follow me or not? I am what I am!"

Baba had previously foretold that the Parsis and Iranis would be the cause of his death, but this did not mean his physical death. The meaning concerned the bitter opposition to him and his work which, though none knew it at the time, was essential for his deeper purposes. A great work was done through this opposition and people eventually saw what beneficial results manifested.

In 1928, Colonel Irani began publishing critical articles about Meher Baba in the newspapers, inciting in the Irani and Parsi communities ill will and hatred toward him. The Colonel became totally preoccupied with his misconceived, false propaganda and also started sending objectionable letters directly to the Master and certain close followers.

Concerning Colonel Irani's activities, on October 9th, Baba remarked, "All this has no substance. There is nothing in it. It is not real suffering for me. Jesus had no roof over his head and had to wander all the time. I have no such hardships, yet I want and rather invite them. Let him write and speak against me. It will bear good results."

So, in actuality, Colonel Irani was a powerful medium for the Master and his work because, due to the Colonel's blasphemous attitude, Meher Baba's name rapidly came into prominence. When the Master began gathering disciples, the Parsi and Irani communities were opposed to him, almost fanatical in their opposition to the extent of even plotting his murder. But gradually, as their hostility simmered down, those Zoroastrians who had been most antagonistic to him eventually bowed their heads at his feet.

In fact, Baba was giving inner help to Colonel Irani to spread more opposition to him as an impetus for his work. Baba had once warned, "Parsis and Iranis will be the cause of my death." It did not mean that he would physically fall victim to their attacks; Baba's allusion was to this opposition. And those who opposed him in the beginning were to find him nearer to them in the end because of it. Baba had to work inwardly very hard and quickly through their opposition to bring them nearer to him, and this labor itself meant his near death. But all this was Baba's wish – to excite his opponents and intensify their opposition. It was Baba's spiritual game and it is impossible to understand the inner work he accomplished through the Parsi and Irani communities. The important thing is that those whom Baba had said would "be the death" of him came closer to him later on, and they eventually realized who he really was. (

Criticism of Baba by the press was a regular occurrence those days. Behind it was Colonel Irani, who was quite clever and active in his propaganda campaign. He even went so far as to try to persuade Baily to his viewpoint by bribing him.

On December 27th, Baba found out about Baily's involvement with the Colonel and warned, "If Baily succumbs to graft to support his habits of wine, women and song, he will be like Judas. But I won't allow it to happen. I love him and will see that he does not slip off the path." Soon after, Baba sent Vishnu to Poona, and he returned with Baily the next day. Baily sought Baba's forgiveness with tears streaming down his cheeks. He promised Baba he would change his habits and said he would write a fitting reply to the Colonel's allegations. Hearing this, Baba explained at length about the current antagonism against him:

You should not hate him (Colonel Irani); the man deserves to be pitied. We should not act in the same way as he does. We should harbor no bitterness for his criticism nor try to get the better of him. Instead we should patiently tolerate his obstructive tactics. How beautiful it was when Christ said, "If a person slaps you on one cheek, offer him the other." This is the real thing; otherwise, there is no difference between the Colonel and Baily" While on this subject, let me tell you an anecdote. The Parsis defame me and call me 'Shaitan – Devil' simply because I do not eat meat and fish. I don't drink liquor and have never been to a brothel. Their definition of a Parsi is that he should be a non-vegetarian, drink wine and lead an immoral life while at the same time wearing the religious symbols of the sadra and kusti, visiting the fire-temple, and paying heed to the priests. Thus, by their behavior, they themselves have become devils in fact! In short, a Parsi may do what he likes, but he is considered a pucca (true, faithful follower) if he simply wears the religious symbols.

"A fellow Zoroastrian Colonel Merwan Sohrab Irani once came to Meherabad. At that time, I was staying in a small cabin shaped like a table, which seemed to look like a chicken coop to him, and the austere, simple atmosphere of Meherabad disgusted him. To vent his spleen, he involved my activities in the columns of the daily press, exposing my work on the pretext of disclosing unworthy wrong doings of fake sadhus and saints.

"Colonel Irani's actions are an example of a misunderstanding. He is really a friend, because he too is mine. It is only one Soul inhabiting the persons of my friends and enemies. It is the same one Soul in everyone. If a person gently rubs his cheek or slaps himself with the same hand, he would not feel upset at his hand, because it is his hand whether it soothes or slaps. Likewise, all my well-wishers and critics are mine. All belong to me and all are equal."

Upon mention of Colonel Irani, Gandhi interjected, "Is he the Colonel Irani from Belgaum?" Chanji answered that he was the Superintendent at Matheran hill station. Gandhi sighed, "I know him; imagine that."

During this period, Daulatmai's brother, Colonel Irani, was still publishing defamatory articles in the Gujarati newspapers about Baba, misleading the Irani and Parsi community of Bombay with his baseless allegations. But there was also a group of Parsis and Iranis in Bombay, namely the Dadachanji, Katrak, Kotwal, Desai, Merchant, Baria and Pleader families, who were staunch followers of Baba. No amount of propaganda could sway them. These families tolerated insults and mocking taunts from their own communities and became ostracized by them. It was their rock-like faith in Meher Baba that made them hold to him. Thus, by facing such opposition, their love was tested.

Mother Shireen was the main target of these antagonists from the Zoroastrian community, and she was troubled the most. While she was residing in Banu Mansion, all her neighbors, except for three persons, approached the landlord and threatened to vacate the building if he failed to evict Shireen. They even signed a petition to this effect.

Meanwhile, Venkatapathaiya began corresponding with Colonel Irani and others opposed to Baba. He held his own public meeting on December 10th, for the said purpose "to examine the credentials of Shri Meher Baba and to protest against the establishment of the Meher Baba Universal Spiritual Centre at Byramangala."

Jal Kerawala, Dr. Ghani, Dr. Deshmukh and Norina had published a small booklet entitled, Meher Baba's Raj of Truth – Crown of Truth. It attempted to allay the public's fears about Meher Baba and to answer some of the opposition's criticism. With Baba's consent, they attended the meeting and tried to distribute the booklet.

Colonel Irani, a Zoroastrian, was rumored to be planning a visit to Bangalore. Baba hinted he would like the Colonel to come and see him, so that once and for all this problem of his opposition might cease. "Then he and I both will feel at ease," Baba stated. Explaining further, Baba took pity on the stubborn man:

After the foundation-laying ceremony at Byramangala and the starting of the construction of the center, reports, both pro and con, began appearing regularly in the local newspapers about Meher Baba and his work. Meanwhile, the vindictive attorney Venkatapathaiya invited Colonel M. S. Irani to Bangalore to help in his campaign against Baba. The Colonel arrived from Poona in January. From the early 1920s, since his sister, Daulatmai, and nieces, Mehera and Freiny, dedicated their lives to Baba; Colonel Irani had been vehemently opposed to Baba, writing outrageous accusations in the Gujarati press. He had continued this hostile propaganda throughout the ensuing years and now in Bangalore he delivered two lectures at public meetings, and also one in Mysore.

About one hundred fifty persons attended his lecture entitled, "My Experiences with Pseudo Saints," on January 30th. The Colonel, however, disappointed his audience by attacking only one person – namely, Meher Baba. Even the chairman of the meeting, the mayor of Bangalore, objected to the Colonel's one-sided arguments. Norina, Nadine and Jal Kerawala attended the talk, and Jal asked pointed questions, which the Colonel could not answer well.

Yet despite all the Colonel's best efforts, how could this opposition detrimentally affect Baba's work? Even the Colonel's hostility was part of Baba's work and actually accelerated it further. After the Colonel's visit to Bangalore, Ghani Munsiff published a pamphlet entitled "The Spiritual Hoax of Lt. Colonel M. S. Irani, “in which he defended Baba and answered all the Colonel's erroneous statements and mendacious accusations.

In his lecture, Colonel Irani at one point had stated that he had been to Sakori to see Upasni Maharaj, and had been told to read his books which he found "irrelevant matter."

In reply to this, Ghani Munsiff bitingly wrote: "As for the Lt. Colonel not seeing anything enlightening in the books of Upasni Maharaj, we quote the words of a sage who said:

'Works like this (of a Perfect Being) are as a mirror:

if an ass looks in, you cannot expect an angel to look out;

when a head and a book come into collision

and one sounds hollow, it is not always the book!' "

In reply to Ghani's publication, the Colonel financed his own vicious rebuttal in the form of a bigger booklet, grandiosely entitled Meher Baba, The Greatest Hoax of the 20th Century

However, because of Colonel Irani's agitation against Meher Baba in the newspapers, and having heard others of the Bombay Parsi community attack Baba, Sohrabji had no true feelings of reverence for Baba. But because of his son Noshir, he came to Meherabad seeking Baba's help to relieve his anxiety

Concluding, Baba observed:

Honestly, I love Colonel Irani. I know that he is within me and is doing what I want him to do. Everyone works as he is intended to work, and God is in all. No one is at fault

Work has to be done and just as the Pandavas and Kauravas battled and Arjuna did his duty according to Krishna's advice, in the same way, my workers should do my work. Don't avoid opposition for fear of opponents or criticism by the public. As I showed you now, opposition is to be faced and I assure you that if you do so, there is one hundred percent guarantee of success in your endeavors.

A few Bombay lovers also journeyed to Surat for the darshan program, as did some Bombay Parsis who were adamantly against Baba – due to Colonel Irani's influence. By creating opposition, however, they were unknowingly helping to establish faith in the hearts of some other Parsis. For in fact, some of those who had come to oppose Baba left with their hearts at his feet. There was also a hostile element in Surat itself, and some of those people joined forces with those from Bombay in opposing Baba.

Baba arrived in Surat at five o'clock on the morning of September 18th. From the station, he was paraded in a beautifully decorated automobile to the home of Sohrab Vakil. Baba was welcomed by an enthusiastic crowd. The opposition forces that had collected to shout slogans against him were outnumbered by his devotees. Amidst the crowd, here and there, a few people whispered against Baba, but not one had the nerve to come out openly with their criticism.



In November 1941, Baba stayed in Karwar for a week. On 1st, while Baba was there, the local collector requested an interview by letter. Nilu responded that the collector would be permitted to have Baba's darshan from a distance, but no interview. The man came in his car on the evening of the 3rd. By mistake, he drove to the mandali's bungalow first and parked there. After he saw Baba, a locket and photo were given to him, along with Baba's blessings, which he deeply appreciated.

When the man returned to his parked car, it was found that the battery was dead. Baba sent a special message indicating that this had happened for a purpose. When one approached a Master for darshan, Baba explained, it was beneficial to come on foot rather than by car. Therefore, the man should walk rather than drive back to his residence. The collector took it in stride and did as Baba indicated. The man offered his car and large bungalow to Baba, where he said Baba and his group would be more comfortable, but Baba declined the offer. (Lord Meher)



Scandal mongering and back-biting, with a great many of us, is the greatest malicious pleasure that perverted ego can derive. We not only ascribe the most devilish acts to persons we know, but do the same with people about whom we have no direct knowledge.

We are prone to judge everyone else except ourselves and practice mental cruelty in the name of being judicious critics. To defile or destroy someone's image is perhaps as bad or unkind an act as destroying someone by shooting him down physically, but the subtle shade of this offence conceals the damage we do to others as compared with physical assault. Very few are there who have the courage to own their faults and allow others to know of these.

A staunch Baba lover who passed away in 1984 was one such courageous man, and when I approached him in the sixties to know about his experiences with Baba, he told me of a few episodes of which I mention the first one, not only because it revealed his fearlessness in laying bare his own rather murky side of life.

VY was a contractor. He was moving much with so-called spiritual people and he got addicted, as they were, to marijuana, the common intoxicating smoke of many self-deceiving seekers of God in India. His addiction, in the course of time, had become almost irremediable and in spite of strict excise laws and penalties, he had grown into the habit of carrying a lump of this stuff concealed in the folds of his clothes, in a box wherever he traveled.

It was during this phase that VY was traveling from one state to another by bus. Needless to say, he had concealed a lump of marijuana in a steel box which was, along with the boxes and other luggage of all passengers, atop the bus, tied with ropes as is common in India.

Only a few weeks back had he heard from someone about Meher Baba and had seen some literature and one photograph of Baba. He had liked the books of Baba and His sayings, but as yet he had not forged any deep or tangible spiritual relationship with Baba. In a small handbag he was carrying these pamphlets and photographs of Baba and enjoying the bus ride.

Suddenly at an octroi* post, some Excise Officials signaled the bus to stop. Soon, the atmosphere changed. These hardened men entered the bus and sternly demanded of the passengers if they were carrying anything not permitted (marijuana is on such a list) and if they were, it would be better that it should be revealed to them before the Officers found it themselves.

They added that it would be both a penalty and a jail term for anyone found committing such an offense, according to the magnitude of the offense. VY turned pale and felt a lump rising in his throat. He was a respectable contractor and now his reputation was at stake if he was found carrying marijuana with him.

When no passenger said anything to the officers, they became angry. The lead officer told his companions that he would conduct a box-to-box search of all the goods on the roof of the bus, and would teach a hard lesson if he found anyone had lied to him.

VY's heart sank as the officer and his companions took the conductor out and also ordered all the passengers to come out of the bus. No doubt, he meant business. No empty threats — there he was climbing the stairs to the roof of the bus. His followers called out the passengers one after another, seized the keys to their trunks from them one by one, and proceeded to search all boxes and bags for contraband.

As the boxes were being opened, searched and closed, and passenger after passenger was being called upon to surrender his or her key, VY was almost on the verge of a nervous collapse! Certainly, his turn would come and then the shame, the humiliation and the insult. His head swam. He would be arrested, fined, maybe even jailed! His picture and name would be in the newspapers and his friends and acquaintances would read about him and the scandalmongers would delightfully add many more shady activities to him thereafter. VY trembled.

Suddenly, he thought of Baba. His friend had told him that Baba was God in human form and God, VY thought, can forgive if a man sincerely repents and prays for forgiveness. "Well, Baba, if you rescue me this time, I shall never again carry marijuana or do anything illegal in my life. Pray, save my prestige for once."

As he was praying, the officer was calling out passenger after passenger, while relentlessly searching for a trophy that might get him credits from his department. No, not yet, but persist he must, and he did persist like duty personified. Almost all passengers' boxes had been examined, and only a few were left.

VY was surprised that he had not been summoned as yet. But then, surely he was going to be in a short while. He prayed with trembling voice to Baba. The last but one passenger had handed over his keys to the officer, and now the last passenger to be summoned was VY himself.

What would happen? "Oh God, oh Baba, why have I done such a thing? What would the punishment be? Can't you save me for once? They say you are God, all knowing, all compassionate, and though you judge, yet you forgive us when we realize our mistake and try not to repeat it. Pray help! Pray help!"

And to the utter amazement of VY, suddenly the Excise Officer's face so long stern and inflexible, relaxed. He got up and said, "Well, nothing worth the labours! Let's get down. Maybe we shall be more lucky with the next bus."

As he and his companions climbed down off the roof of the bus, VY saw with a shudder that the Officer had all the while been sitting on his box, and had failed to open it because he had thought of it as a seat, not a box.

As the bus continued on to its destination, VY wondered why the officer forgot to open his box, and further still, of all boxes why did he choose to sit on his box! Was it just a coincidence, just a chance, or was it because he had prayed to the God-man Meher Baba?

Like an honest man, VY told me, "Well, I could not say with total conviction what it was — a chance or a situation created by Meher Baba to save me after hearing my prayers. I was not acquainted to any appreciable degree with Him at that time."

"Yes, you are right, VY. But now that you have been acquainted with Him for the last twenty years or more, what is your opinion about Him?"

VY laughed. "I have found it out during all these years that Meher Baba knows everything. I have also found out that if I went wrong anywhere, after I had begun to love Him, He had soon enough brought me to my shortcomings, but how great is He, do you know? The moment you repent and promise to try never to repeat the offence, He showers His forgiveness on you. Indeed, He is the Judge with a difference!"

*The octroi agents collect taxes on goods in transit (Curtsey: The Memoirs of a Zetetic, pp. 301-305 by A. K. Hazra & Keith)



A Nepali maid was working at place of Keki and Dhun Desai in Delhi. She had three sons. Her eldest son was working in a pharmaceutical company. He was accused of committing a robbery and was jailed because of it. The maid came crying to Keki requesting him to plead with Baba for his son. She was convinced of Baba’s divinity and felt that Baba could her son released from prison through His divine intervention.

When this incident happened, Baba happened to be living at Keki Desai’s place along with the Mandali. Baba said he would hear the matter out on next day and decide about it.  The next day, after having his bath, Baba called the maid. He sat on the small tool with Keki and the maid to His left and Chanji on His right. It was like a court room. After hearing the matter out, Baba gave His judgement. He said that it would be better for his son to undergo a term in the prison because if Baba were to get him released, it would be not in the best interest of the maid. So, following Baba’s decision, they didn’t consent their son’s imprisonment which was to last for few years.

At that time, no one understood what Baba meant when He said that if son was released from the prison it would not be good for the maid. A few months later, the maid, who had been a widow for several years, gave birth to a son. No one knew about her pregnancy or, for a matter, about her affair with someone. She had kept it a secret. Only Baba knew this. He eldest son, who was in prison, was very aggressive and violent man. Had he been out of orison, he would surely have killed his mother, the maid, for he was known to be terror among the locals.

When people came to know of the maid’s pregnancy and her son’s violent nature, they realised the significance of Baba’s words. By allowing the son to go to prison, he not only saved the maid’s life, but also prevented the son from committing a heinous crime.

Several eyras later,   when son was released from prison, he had mellowed completely and did not take any drastic step against his mother. Thus in the so called act of cruelty on Baba’s part was hidden Baba’s mercy and compassion. (Copied from Real treasure Volume-5 page-110-111 by Rustom Falahati)






On the 11th 1938, an elderly villager was brought to Meherabad by Dada Patil. The man had a bullock cart, which Pendu had hired to bring materials to Meherabad, but the villager had been stealthily stealing wooden planks from the stockpile on the hill. Baba had come to lower Meherabad that day, and the man was brought before him. Baba was to punish him. Padri or Pendu would have whipped any thief! But what was Baba's justice? Baba sentenced him to go to every house in the village with the stolen planks on his head, and to tell all that he had stolen this property from Meher Baba! Dada Patil was to follow him and make sure he did it at every house and then report back to Baba. The old man asked forgiveness and said he would do as Baba ordered, but begged not to have to carry the heavy planks on his head, and Baba relented. (Lord Meher-p-1935-1938)



Dada T. L. Vaswani, was a former college professor of English and history-called Sadhu Vaswani and had established and was running the Saint Mira High School in Poona. On his invitation, baba visited School on 23 March 1957. Vaswani received Baba at the door of the school and embraced him tightly. Vaswani gave a talk in welcome tribute to Baba, After Deshmukh lectured, The Headmaster of the school, C. B. Advani, spoke a few words. (Lord Meher-p-4158-1957)



In year 1924, one day Baba went for a walk with Naval Talati to Chowpatty Beach. Baba's gaze happened to fall on a man sitting in a pensive mood, and he asked Naval, "Who is that person?"

Surprised, Naval replied, "Baba, how should I know? Thousands come here every day. He might be anyone."

Baba said, "Go and ask him his name and find out what he is thinking."

Naval hesitated, asking, "What do we have to do with him? But if you insist, I will inquire."

Baba and Naval walked over to the man and called him. The man turned out to be a friend of Naval's. He asked, "What do you want?"

Baba answered, laughing, "We don't want anything."

The man queried, "Then why are you disturbing me?"

Baba replied, "To tell you that only bliss and joy are destined for you!"

Astonished, the man replied, "Joy? I am not so lucky! Happiness is not part of my life. All my happiness has gone away!"

In a serious tone, Baba explained, "Your false idea of happiness will vanish to bring you real bliss. It will be removed to find true joy. So why be miserable and unhappy?"

Hearing this, the man was puzzled and wondered, "Who is this man who reads my mind?" He gazed at Baba and asked, "Who are you?"

Baba only smiled, but His smile was the turning point in the man's life. As he looked at Baba, he was roused from his painful reverie and freed from the sorrow gripping his heart. Naval told his friend about the Master, and Baba said, "You have a very important part to play in My cinema!"

At this point, the man disclosed, "I too have a cinema ... I am the owner”

Baba laughed and said, "I am talking about the Universal cinema. By coming to Me, you will find out what that is. But what I want to tell you is that good luck is in store for you and you should not feel dejected."

Naval then gave him Baba's address and they left. Reading the address, the man's distress dissolved into rays of hope

Who was this man sitting so forlornly on the beach? He was a man so distraught that he was about to commit suicide by drowning himself in the sea. Why? He once had a beautiful wife, whom he loved dearly. He was completely devoted to her and sacrificed much for her happiness and comfort. Although he had complied with her every wish, she left him for another man — his best friend. It drove him to the depths of depression and he could no longer bear his misery. That day, he had come to the shores of Chowpatty Beach to end his life.

People commit suicide every day, but the Savior did not allow this suicide to happen. On the pretext of taking a stroll, he had come to the seashore and lifted the man's heart in his hands. At that moment, the man was given a new life and eventually proved an invaluable medium for the Master's work. He was Framroze Hormusji Dadachanji and he would become Meher Baba's first secretary.

The morning after the incident on the beach, Baba impatiently paced the floor and later asked Naval to go to Dadachanji's house and bring him. Dadachanji came, narrated his woes to Baba, and sobbed uncontrollably at Baba's feet. Baba took him in His arms, patted his cheeks, and told him, "Leave everything and come to Me."

Dadachanji began visiting Baba regularly and was nicknamed Chanji. After some years, Chanji was reconciled to the turn of events in his marriage which had driven him to despair, because it was his despair that had led Baba to save him. Chanji was a kind man with a forgiving heart, and he never hated his former wife and partner for what had happened. Due to Chanji's influence, his entire family — his parents, four brothers, one sister, their spouses and children — and numerous other Parsis and Iranis in Bombay, would eventually devote their lives to Meher Baba's cause.



Chanji's condition grew noticeably worse and was finally diagnosed as typhoid. On 20th August 1944, Baba had him admitted to the Kashmir Nursing Home, where Daulat Singh looked after him, along with the European staff doctor, an Englishman named Dr. Rollins. Baba had stopped giving darshan after the Raipur program, so Kain and Ganjoo had to wait; but they, along with Dhar, would visit Chanji in the hospital every day, and they left nothing undone in nursing him.

It is a curious story how Chanji contracted typhoid. He was very fond of boiled potatoes, but Baba had casually given him the order not to eat them. "They will eat you!" Baba had warned. Chanji, however, took the order lightly. When Baba arrived in Srinagar, He happened to enter Chanji's room and found him eating potatoes. Soon after this, Chanji came down with fever.

Baba's journey to Kashmir seemed to have a decisive effect on the war. The American forces were now sweeping across Europe, and on 23rd August 1944, Paris was liberated by the advancing Allies. General de Gaulle took command of Paris two days later.

On the 24th August, Mehera, Mani, Meheru and Rano were to be shifted to Bhagat Villa in Nishat. Before proceeding to Nishat, Baba instructed Krishna to follow in the truck with their luggage and not to come by bicycle. But after they had loaded everything in the truck, there was no room for the bicycle, so Krishna cycled to Nishat and Vishnu rode in the truck.

When they arrived, Baba scolded Krishna, "Why did you fail to carry out My order? I told you not to ride your bicycle."

"There was no room in the truck for the bicycle. The driver refused to take it and I, “Krishna pleaded.

"You should have thrown the bicycle away!" Baba interrupted. "Do you value a bicycle more than My words? Is your bicycle greater than My orders? Why don't you obey Me?"

Then Baba spelled out, "If Chanji comes, you will have to go."

Krishna did not understand and Baba spelled out: "If Chanji improves and comes here, you will die."

That night, Krishna also came down with fever, and Nilu began treating him. Meanwhile, Despite the best possible treatment, Chanji did not improve. At 5:30 A.M. on 25th August 1944, with Baba's name on his lips, Chanji shut his eyes forever to the world, and opened his eyes to see His Divine Beloved in His Pure Being! He was 52 years old.

Baba's words to Chanji the previous June (You can attend the Ahmednagar and Allahabad programs — if you are alive!"), now took on added meaning. In fact, in 1929, when Baba was on His way to Harvan Village from Srinagar, He had casually remarked to Chanji, "Your tomb will be here." And Chanji would often remark, "When I die, I want to die in Kashmir — it's so lovely there." Baba had fulfilled his request.

Baba Himself attended Chanji's funeral in the Parsi cemetery and strewed flowers over his last remains. Thereafter, a headstone was raised and Chanji was finally given a rest after 20 hectic years in India and on trips abroad as Baba's personal secretary.



In August 1831, Rustom went to buy a tie and some breeches for Chanji in the bazaar. When Baba found out, He scolded Chanji, who answered in defense that he did not ask for them; Rustom was simply replacing what he had borrowed from Chanji earlier. Nonetheless, Baba reprimanded Chanji, "You called for them indirectly. Don't hide your desires; you wanted them. Despite acquiring them through Rustom, you still say you did not ask for them!?"

Chanji took Baba's scolding badly; he was fed up and could not bear his teasing anymore. Unknown to the Westerners, since arriving in Europe, Baba had been taunting Chanji mostly, wounding his heart by becoming angry with him on the smallest pretext. On one occasion, Kitty innocently asked Baba why Chanji and Rustom were looking so sad since they were with him all the time. Baba had brushed her off, replying, "Due to their deep love. They are not sad; it is the pain of love. Their love for Me is unbearable to them!"

Traveling with Meher Baba to the West might appear to an outsider as a "fun vacation," but life with the Master was a life of death for the disciples. Just a few days before, when the train had stopped in Paris and they got down for a coffee, Baba's pricking had begun and Chanji later wrote in his diary: "Everyone wishes to be with Baba, but few know the price of it."

Baba's real work was to crush the false selves of His circle members, and this was a painful and often humiliating process. For instance, at Baba's remarks about Chanji's new clothes, Chanji took them off and slung them on the floor, bitterly complaining; "Now I can no longer stay with you. I am leaving!"

Baba responded sharply, "Go! Who needs you? But don't defy or threaten Me, thus throwing away everything (spiritual). It doesn't matter if you go away; I can manage everything. I will break My silence so that there will be no necessity for anyone to read the board. I Myself am fed up with all this dictation. I shall go neither to America nor anywhere else! I shall return to India! I do not wish to go there at this time. But if I do go, it will be because of him (Chanji) against My will and plans."

Chanji burst into tears and cried as he had never done before, cursing his lot and blaming himself for ever having joined Meher Baba. Baba left, but came back to his room after a little while and tried to calm him, remarking, "Don't you know I have My reasons for treating you like this?"

Chanji continued to weep, "It is unbearable now, Baba. Every day is like this? Please have some mercy on me! I can't stand it!"

Baba countered, "This is mercy. This is My grace. Calm down now and don't think about it." Baba then embraced Chanji lovingly and directed him to wash his face, after which Baba wiped it dry with a towel. Gathering his composure, Chanji asked for Baba's forgiveness. Baba nodded and smiled. Such scenes were repeated time and time again with each of those who stayed with Meher Baba.

Finding Chanji shedding tears, Miss Skey was surprised and asked Baba the reason. Baba slyly spelled out, "Look what love Chanji has for Me! Whenever he finds Me alone, he cannot prevent himself from crying. His longing is terrible, so he sheds tears of love. These are his tears of longing." This statement greatly impressed Miss Skey who then also began crying. Baba directed Chanji to calm the woman. How could she know the facts behind poor Chanji's beating? Chanji's heart was frightened of love!



Dadi Kerawala was son of Banumasi Kerawala.

Before leaving Meherabad to embark in New Life, Baba sent away and Dadi Kerawala to his family, telling them, "I will call you later."

In 1939, few more were also called to Bangalore. Eruch brought his aunt Banumasi Kerawala and her sons Dadi and Sam with his father, mother & two sisters.

In year 1928, Eruch's cousin Dadi Kerawala, received his bachelor degree in agriculture, and came to Baba one day. He asked, "What should I do now?"

"Do my farming," Baba replied.

Dadi did not understand and inquired, "How?"

"Go to Mandla and farm the land at my center there. By doing this you will learn how my farming is done," Baba instructed. Baba sent him to Mandla with Sohrabji Vakil of Surat. By cultivating the farmland there for a year, Dadi came to understand what Baba had meant. Baba would continually pester him by sending frequent instructions, which he had to act upon immediately. Only then did he grasp that to follow Baba's behests at all times is doing his "farming."

In 1949 Baba had sent Dadi Kerawala and Sohrabji Vakil of Surat to Mandla in Central India, to farm the land of Baba's center there. They were on their way on 12 May when Sohrabji suddenly had a heart attack and died while the train halted at Gadarwar.

Before the 100-day seclusion had begun, Baba expressed his desire to sit for some time in seclusion at the top of seven hills surrounding Poona, and also to continue his mast work. Baba departed Mahabaleshwar with the five women for Poona on 27th March 1951. Dadi Kerawala was in charge of plant experimentation at the Horticulture Research Station there.

On 22th March 1952, Baba, accompanied by Pendu and Nilu, was driven to Ganeshkhind Garden in Poona. Since Dadi Kerawala was an agricultural officer there, he had been able to arrange Baba's stay in the garden, in a large bungalow. Although Dadi was tired of the work and had resolved to quit, Baba had asked him in a strange way to keep the job. When Dadi was talking about his decision with Piloo Mama Satha in Bindra House, Baba suddenly entered. In the course of the conversation, Baba spelled out to Dadi, "The atmosphere in Ganeshkhind is quite good and the climate, too, is very good. It is a most pleasant spot, and the milk there is rich and invigorating for the health. I like Ganeshkhind very much, and you should not leave it."

Dadi thought: "What misfortune. If I get better emoluments in another job, why shouldn't I leave? Keeping company with this Master is not good, for he gives orders and binds one." Despite such thoughts, Dadi prudently said nothing to Baba.

The day before embarking on his Fiery Free Life, Baba expressed his intention of paying his respects to the shrines of the three Perfect Masters who played the most direct roles in his current advent.

After leaving Shirdi, Baba arrived at Babajan's tomb in Poona at around midnight. The shrine was closed, but it was specially opened for him. Baba laid his head on the tomb, The mandali's bus arrived an hour later (due to some mechanical trouble on the way). At Bindra House, they were told to pay their respects at Babajan's samadhi and then to rest at Ganeshkhind where Dadi Kerawala had made arrangements

On 18th June, 1955, Dadi Kerawala and others and 3 Baba brothers arrived in Satara for the cricket match. Baba played cricket with the men (using a rubber ball), on the grounds that Baba had approved, under some mango

trees adjoining an Inspection Bungalow. He was in a most pleasant mood. The cricket match was played unusually seriously for a game with Baba, according to his instructions. There were ten players on each side, and Baba, being the eleventh of each team, played on both sides. Nariman and Sarosh were the captains, but Baba selected each team.

On 14th October 1955, Baba left Satara for Ganeshkhind Garden in Poona. He stayed in the botanical gardens at Dadi Kerawala's residence, where he had stayed twice before.

Baba left Satara for Poona on the 13th January 1956 with few mandali and stayed in Ganeshkhind Gardens at Dadi Kerawala's residence. (Pendu had been sent a day in advance.) Arrangement for darshan had been made in a bungalow in Ganeshkhind itself (Bungalow No. 5, Shivajinagar, near the Poona Meteorological Observatory) belonging to a Sindhi, Javarmal Ahuja

In 1956, Dadi Kerawala had been posted to a remote village of Ajra, between Belgaum and Kolhapur. During this mast trip, Baba stopped and had lunch there. Baba decided to go to Poona for a while, as it was summertime and extremely hot in Meherazad. Besides, he was due for a check-up, and new X-rays were to be taken. He left in year 1957, women disciples in Meherjee's car reached Poona on 18th April 1957. They were accommodated in Dadi Kerawala's bungalow at Ganeshkhind Gardens, where Dadi had been promoted to Superintendent.

On Sunday, 26th May 1957 Gulmai came to see Baba. Baba probably would have stayed at Guruprasad Palace until he left Poona, but a long distance telephone call was received from Shantadevi's secretary in Bombay, informing them that a portion of Guruprasad was required for the Maharani's brother and his guests whom the Maharani had promised to accommodate.

The secretary was told that during his stay Baba did not want anyone else to stay in the house. But since the Maharani had already promised her brother, Baba agreed to vacate the bungalow early. The secretary most likely conveyed this to the Maharani, and phone calls went back and forth between Bombay and Guruprasad. But having decided to leave, Baba moved back to Dadi Kerawala's bungalow at Ganeshkhind Gardens on 1st June 1957. The result was that, thereafter, the Maharani reserved Guruprasad exclusively for Meher Baba's use, and never allowed anyone else to stay while Baba was there.

On 23 November 1957, the Jessawalas came to Meherazad with Banumasi and Dadi Kerawala, The next morning, Sunday, 24th November 1957, Baba drove to Meherabad

On 19th March 1958, accompanied by the women mandali, Baba went to Poona, where their accommodation was again provided by Dadi Kerawala in Ganeshkhind.

Someone were going abroad for further studies, he would write to lovers in that country with instructions to look after them (such as for Dadi Kerawala and few others, who went to America). Besides this, Baba would always remember to send a birthday card or telegram to his close lovers whether they be nearby or far away. Thus, for the Beloved of all, there was hardly a moment's rest.

In 1960, One day Dadi Kerawala brought a cake for Baba. Baba distributed it among those present, but rebuked Dadi, "If anyone presents a gift to me, he places a load on my head. You (think you) put a straw on my head, but it is enough to bring down the entire roof! Henceforth I forbid you to give me anything, as it is a burden to me."

Once, when all three were present in Guruprasad, Baba asked Dadi Kerawala, "What are you thinking?"

Dadi replied, "You know it, Baba!"

Baba commented, "I have told you many times that I will give you a wife as beautiful as the moon, and still you are thinking about it. You must have complete faith in me. When an individual has 100 percent faith in me, and leaves everything to me, the burden automatically falls on my shoulders. I have my Universal work to do and I am totally engrossed in it, but the weight of that individual's burden reminds me of my responsibility toward him, and I do everything for such a person."

Dadi Kerawala was present at the meeting, and during it Baba casually remarked to him, "Why don't you go abroad?"

Afterwards, Dadi began thinking of what Baba had said and began applying to universities in America to further his studies. Dadi's field of study was agriculture and he was offered an assistantship at Michigan State University. He left the following May with Baba's approval. At Michigan State he studied for four years and earned a Ph.D. in Agriculture. In a letter to him (in 1967), Baba sent this

Message: "Those who love me with unswerving love will always have their love reciprocated in full measure."


On the 24th August 1965, Baba permitted Dadi Kerawala to provide food for Meherazad in honour of Dadi's birthday. The meal was prepared and brought by Chhagan, along with Dhun Satha.

On 13th October 1968, Baba held a meeting to inform his main workers of his decision to give darshan the following year from 10th April to 10th June 1969 at Guruprasad. Besides the resident men mandali, Dadi Kerawala was also called with others from Poona. (Lord Meher)


(Son of Ramjoo Abdulla)

Ramjoo Abdulla's entire family had been in Baba's contact for many years, Baba, and Ramjoo always sought Baba's advice about any family problem. Ramjoo and his family had left Nasik and moved to Ahmednagar two years earlier, in 1946. He had eight children: six sons — Dadu, Baggu, Kasam, Ali, Meheru (Meher Ahmed) and Isa and two daughters Jibboo and Mariam.

Before Baba entered seclusion on 9th January 1930. Baba gave last minute instructions to Ramjoo and his brother-in-law Abdulla, before entering into seclusion Ramjoo’s eleven-year-old son Dadu, along with two other boys stayed near Baba.

Among about a dozen boys, Ramjoo’s sons Dadu stayed with Baba and were given employment in Nasik. After a few days, it was decided to send Dadu to Poona for study

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. On 6th June 1933, Baba went to the Inspection Bungalow in Bassein with the mandali, including few mandali men and Dadu, but finding the climate disagreeable, Baba returned to Nasik on the 8th.

On his fifth foreign journey, Baba sailed from Bombay on the steamship Victoria accompanied by four mandali men and Dadu. The voyage to Genoa was horrible. Baba's mood was ill-tempered, as even the new cabin was cramped and the mandali were not often permitted to see him, as they were travelling in a different, lower class and passengers from there were not permitted on Baba's deck. Making matters worse, practically all of them were seasick.

Baba decided on a short trip to Rome, and seven disciples and Dadu and Tino were to accompany him. Before departing, Baba asked those staying behind to prepare some humorous skits for his amusement when he returned.

On the 27th August 1933, Abdulla Jaffer and his family came bringing Ramjoo's son Dadu.

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

Accepting the invitation by Sampath Iyangar, Baba left Ahmednagar by bus for Dhond in the afternoon of 16th February 1934, accompanied with seven disciples and Dadu.

Accompanied by four disciples and Dadu on 16th April 1935, Baba left Nasik and drove to Ghoti, a town 25 miles away, where he stayed at a dak bungalow. Ghoti was selected as a change of place to provide Baba with an opportunity to have a suitable rest and to recuperate from the continual suffering he had undergone since returning from America.

On 2nd July 1939, Ramjoo's son Dadu also had an interview.

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.

Ramjoo's son, Dadu, had become a professional photographer and came from Nasik to take pictures. Many officials had also come, including the chief of police and mayor of Poona. (Lord Meher)



Dagdu Salake was an elderly man was above one hindered years of age. He had come for Baba darshan held in Wadia Park Ahmednagar in year 1954 in the group of Kharmale from Parner.

When Kharmale went to Baba made him to stand next to Him as His group was posing for photograph. After photo graph Baba asked Kharmale for introduction of all the lovers from his group.

Dagdoo Salake was in the group of Vishnu Namdev Kharmale from Kalpup village In Parner. Dagdu always wanted to touch the feet of Kharmale. He wanted to pay his respect as Kharmale had met Baba. But Kharmale objected to this explaining that he was very much younger to him and did not allow him to touch his feet. He promised that one day he will take the elder man for Baba’s darshan. Kharmale introduced Dagdu to Baba and complained to Meher Baba about his wish to bow down. He thought since he had taken Baba’s darshan he is very near and dear to Baba. But Kharmale always refused and told that in “Beloved Meher Baba’s fold there is no bowing down to other people’s feet.” After hearing this story Baba blessed Dagdu Salake three times on his head. (Courtesy “Memorable Moments” page 46 by Faroukh Bastani)



Dandekar was a good singer. Gulabdas Panchal of Bombay had got a harmonium made and thought it would be an ideal accompaniment for singing bhajans. He decided to take it to Meherabad. Panchal travelled with two other persons Barve, tabla player and Dandekar a singer.

The day program was to be given; all of them were singing bhajans at home. They got so carried away that they forgot that they had to go for sahwas at Meherabad. One of the mandali alerted them. And finally when his word fell on deaf ears he left. When the rest of them realised that they were late for the program they hurriedly got up to go. Barve and Dandekar were left behind, as Baba had given no orders to bring guests’ Tonga was hired and they trotted off to Arangaon. On the way they almost missed being killed by another Tonga coming from the composites direction.

When Gulabdas and his brother Rati Lal reached in sahwas, Baba asked them why they were late. Baba also asked if they have brought anyone with them. They admitted bringing two more friends. Baba said, “I am not just a dictator. Just because I have given orders that does not mean I shall not see anyone. Go right now  and bring those two friends here.” Baba sent Adi in His car to bring the two men. Barve and Dandekar were so privileged for their first meeting they were driven in Baba’\s car. When they came Baba asked them to introduce themselves. Barve said he was a tabla player and Dandekar said he was a singer. Eventually Dandekar also sang,”Shabari ke ber” for Baba which He enjoyed. The Harmonium was out to good use in the program. Baba had blessed it by putting His lotus feet on it.  (Courtesy:  “Unlocking Secrets” page 152-by author Nivedita Nagpal.)



(Son of Naoroji Dadachanji & Bachamai)

On 21st September 1928, Meher Manzil was officially opened. Baba had ordered Dara to meditate early in the morning, but he was often disobedient. Later that day, Baba asked him, "Why didn't you meditate as I asked? I gave you special instructions about it."

Dara complained that it was so bitterly cold at 3:00 A.M. that he could not concentrate well. Baba countered, "If cold makes you shirk from the spiritual path, how will you ever progress? To complain about extreme cold in winter, too much heat in summer, and rain in the monsoon is a tendency of human nature. If at any time pretexts are ready (to justify disobedience), how on earth are you to progress in the Path?" After this reprimand, Baba pardoned Dara and instructed him to rise at 5:00 A.M. (instead of at three), tie a cloth around his eyes, and repeat God's name until Baba told him to stop.

Once while in Bombay, Bachamai Dadachanji came to see Baba and informed him those two days before, her son Dara had come down with double pneumonia and had been seriously ill. Baba related, "I, too, had pneumonia. If I had not caught it, Dara would have died."

Dara was still quite ill and had a dangerously high fever; the doctors had given up hope. Baba went to see him. The next day Dara's temperature became normal, but Baba was observed to be suffering a high fever. Bachamai asked Him, "Baba, why are you doing this? Dara is all right, but now you have a fever. You have taken his suffering upon yourself. Let him die, Baba; you must not suffer!" Baba smiled at the woman's brave words, and was pleased with her love and detachment. (Lord Meher)



On 1st August 1928, Baba went to the night watchman's quarters on the 1st for a tea party. Sohrab Hansotia's son Dara was staying at Toka and helping in the school sang before Baba

Dara arrived, like everyone else, was expected to obey the following six standing "Don't" orders from Baba:

  1. Don't drink anything in a standing position.
  2. Don't accept any eatable outside the boundary of Meher Ashram, without permission.
  3. Don't touch the body of any boy of the ashram.
  4. Don't touch any article belonging to others, except with permission.
  5. Don't use a plate and glass not belonging to you.

your plate and glass to anybody.

On 9th December 1928, a discussion centered on Dara Hansotia, whom Baba had warned that unless he awoke at 3:00 A.M. to meditate, which he loathed to do, Baba would not.

From 1st July 1929, Baba began giving serious attention to his future plans. He mentioned closing down the ashrams and decided to go to Kashmir. Dara Hansotia was sent to Bombay. Thus, by the 9th of July 1929, all preparations for leaving were complete.

Baba stayed in Nasik for more than a month. However, during this time, he kept to himself; except for the men and women mandali and a few close lovers, he saw no one. No outsiders were permitted. Among those infrequent visitors who did see him was Dara Hansotia from Surat, and few others. (Lord Meher-p-1190-1930)



(Son of Adi Jr. & Daughter of Shartughan Kumar)

On 24th, tragedy struck again. Adi Jr.'s wife Gulu died in Ahmednagar an hour after giving birth to a son, named Dara. At 5:00 A.M., Baba had gone from Meherabad to see Gulu at Sarosh's home, Viloo Villa. He had put his hand on her head seconds before she died. It seemed Gulu had been waiting for Baba's arrival before leaving her body. Receiving his blessing, she merged in Him at the age of 30.

On 15th December 1961, Baba's brother Adi Jr. arrived in Ahmednagar from England with his wife Franey, and their two children, Dara and Shireen. They met Baba on the morning of the 17th. Adi Jr. was allowed to visit Meherazad often, and on a number of occasions (with Baba's permission), he brought the entire family.

Baba asked Dara about his work and commented, "It must be cold in England now."

Dara said, "You get used to it, Baba."

Baba pretended to shiver and gestured, "You are a brave lad. I couldn't do it!"

Dara was gradually losing his sight to the same ailment which afflicted Lyn Ott, and Baba asked about it. Dara said that it was all right, but he had trouble seeing at dusk when it was turning dark. But, fortunately, some people who lived nearby took the same route as he did and helped him get home.

Baba consoled His nephew, "Don't worry, Dara. My nazar is on you." He also added, "I will find the right wife for you."

On 28th January 1968, Baba's youngest brother Adi Jr. arrived from London to stay at Meherazad for a month. Adi Jr.'s son, Dara, had written to Baba from London about his desire to marry an Indian girl, and his marriage had been arranged with Baba's approval to Kumar's daughter, Amrit. (Mehera had suggested the girl to Baba)

On 11th October 1968, Sarosh, Viloo and Adi met with Baba for an hour. Baba discussed the arrangements for Dara and Amrit's wedding and entrusted Sarosh with helping to arrange their civil registration.

Kumar with his daughter, Amrit, arrived from Dehra Dun on 16th October 1968. Kumar had brought Amrit to meet Baba and the women mandali before her marriage to Adi Jr.'s son Dara. The next day, they were taken to the Ahmednagar Registrar's office to apply for a marriage certificate. After fixing the date of the wedding, which was to be held at Meherazad, they left on the 18th.

On 28th October 1968, Chhagan was called to Meherazad and given instructions about preparing food celebration of Dara and Amrit's wedding in December.

Baba had given His consent to hold the wedding of His brother Adi Jr.'s son, Dara, 24, to Kumar's daughter Amrit, 18, in Meherazad. For several days, Pendu, Eruch and Mani were kept busy making arrangements for the two-day affair. Sarosh, Viloo and Adi were also actively engaged in these arrangements as well.

On 21st December 1968, Adi Jr.'s family came to see Baba. This was also to be the first meeting between bride and groom; but upon reaching Meherazad, Amrit had fallen ill with temperature, and so no meeting between her and Dara occurred that day.

On 22nd December, was the first day of celebrations the betrothal of Dara and Amrit.

On the morning 23rd December 1968, Dara and Amrit were married in a civil ceremony in Ahmednagar at Sarosh's home, Viloo Villa, and they then came to Meherazad to receive Baba's blessings.

Despite His serious condition, Baba cheered everyone up by joking and pretending that His physical infirmity was nothing. Still, the lovers could see His condition for themselves and had the "darshan" of His suffering.

Baba was wheeled onto the verandah and blessed Amrit and Dara, Sarosh's little granddaughter.

Following text is in the words of Dada as he remembers:-

I am Dara Irani, son of Beloved Baba’s youngest brother Adi Jr. & Gulu. My mother Gulu died with my birth and I was brought up by my mother’s sister Villo & her husband Sarosh until the age of 13, when I was taken to England to be with my father. During those thirteen years I had many occasions to be with Baba to whom I was told and whom I accepted, to be God. But the ‘God’ was little more than a word for me during those years. When He held Darshan programs, I looked to Him as tough He was a Rock star or Movie star, and not only was I greatly impressed, but could boast to my school friends “My uncle Baba gave a darshan Program, and many thousands came to see Him.  I called him ‘Uncle Baba’

I was taken as a child to see Baba. I was told to be best on my behaviour, and this of course tended to make me stiff and unnatural with Him. This Baba would not like and He would immediately lighten the atmosphere by tickling me. Then He would ask questions about school, my activities, putting me again more at ease, followed by games with Him, such as trying to catch His hand of finding the middle finger. I would always end up in loosing, and day, I said to Him, "Baba you are cheating” Baba looked shocked with impression that clearly said, “I am God, and this boy accuses Me of cheating! I stopped and horridly said, "No Baba.”You are cheating as me uncle, not as God.’

In December 1964, after seven years in England, my father, family and I were called to be with Baba for three months. We visited Baba two or three times a week. I remember very vividly when we sit in hall along with mandali, during his activities , He would turn to me and said, ‘I am God love Me.’ I would just reply, ‘yes,  Baba’, I was at that time responding mechanically but now I know he was bringing me to the pint of realization who He was. It was also during this visit that Baba, unexpectedly, turned to me and said, “don’t worry I will find the right girl to be your wife. I simply replied, thank You Baba’ Nothing further was said at that time

We returned to England and resumed my life there. Three years passed, and I received a cable from Baba asking as if I was ready to get married. I replied, “Whatever be your wish Baba”. The return cable was, “I am happy with your answer.” So my father visited Baba at Meherabad again in December 1967and whilst there all arrangements concerning the wedding were finalized. I was informed that my bride was to be Amrit whom I have never heard of, nor had she heard of me. Baba instructed me to take three weeks leave in December 1968 from the factory job, marry and then return to England with Amrit.

So I returned in December 1968, and by His grace we were married Beloved Baba’s health was very poor at that time. We stayed in Ahmednagar till 10th of January 1969 and one day Baba called us both in His bed room. He was lying on the bed, and gestured to us to sit each side of Him on the bed.   He said nothing, but gestured that we should look at Him. He continued to look at us, and there was silence.  Although I could not say nothing spectacular happened, yet a feeling of incredible bliss and contentment came over me., and I knew irrefutably I was in presence of One who would always with me, caring for me throughout my life. In that eternal moment of time, Beloved Baba gave me conviction of His Divinity. This was for me the realization of His true status for the first time in my life. There were no words, but Baba reached up and stroked my cheeks. And then took my hands and made me feel His cheeks.

Our last meeting with Baba was on tenth January and we left for England on eleventh.

(Amrita Singh is the daughter of Shartughan Kumar one of the mandali men of Mantra Mafi, Dehradun, UP now Uttakhahnd)



Darabshah J. Oomrigar of Bhavnagar owned a small restaurant. He created an interesting episode during 1958 sahwas at Meherabad

An Arangaon boy was cooking Baba's food. Baba would have his daily breakfast at Meherabad when he arrived from Meherazad. It consisted of tea and a few slices of bread and cream. Accordingly, every night, Babu would skim the cream off the milk and keep it aside for Baba; but, in the morning, it would be gone.

Someone would invariably take it from the pinjra (screened cupboard). Babu was castigated for this by Pendu and Baba, but

he was at a loss to explain how the cream would disappear.

One night he hid in the kitchen. After some time, Darabshah J. Oomrigar of Bhavnagar stealthily entered and ate the cream. Babu informed Baba.

Calling Darabshah to his cabin, Baba asked, "Do you secretly take cream from the pantry and eat it?"

"Yes, Baba," he admitted.

"Why do you do it?"

Darab, who had the innocent heart of a child, said, "You have told us to feel absolutely at home here and stay as one family. Well, at home, I always take food when I am hungry. If I don't do the same here, it would be a breach of your orders!"

Baba highly enjoyed his logic and embraced him. "You are the only one who has had My real sahavas!"

Baba descended the hill in evening. In the hall, Baba expounded upon the dedication, obedience and love of His lovers from the West. He then remarked to Darabshah Oomrigar, "Twist My ears (punishment usually meted out to a naughty child)!" Oomrigar was heavyset and stood up with difficulty.

"Did you have more cream last night?" Baba asked with a twinkle.

Oomrigar smiled and caught Baba's ears. Baba was pleased and stated, "Obedience is not easy. You all come to Me with folded hands and then leave. This is your love. But obedience is quite different.

It is not so easy. If I tell you now to walk on the road completely naked, it would be difficult for you to do." (Lord Meher-p-3760-1955)



Ramarao was a poor relative of Maharani Shantadevi who was employed to oversee the servants at Guruprasad. A year earlier, his wife had had a baby girl who died. The wife entreated Baba to grant her the boon of another child and Baba promised he would. The mother had delivered another baby girl two weeks before, but the doctors were at their wits end trying to keep the child alive. The baby had been shifted from one hospital to another three times. Sometimes she would be much better, and sometimes it seemed as if she were about to pass away. The mother again entreated Baba to keep her baby alive. Baba replied that He did not use His powers, and so could do nothing in the matter. But on 25th May, He instructed Eruch to telephone Adi to deliver a message to Kaikobad on Meherabad Hill to pray hard for the recovery of the child. Kaikobad should beseech God through his prayers to save the child. (Baba also asked Kaikobad to pray that the program to be held at Guruprasad on the 26th - when Baba would distribute prizes to different cricket teams - would be a success.)

Baba later explained, "When Kaikobad prays earnestly, the baby feels better, but as soon as he dozes off, its condition deteriorates! Kaikobad's request to God to keep the baby alive is nothing but his request to Me to keep it alive." (Lord Meher)



On 2nd December 1940,, daughter-in-law Rustomji Billimoria with her parents came to see Baba in Kandy (Bombay) . Baba met the in the men's quarters and then took the two women to meet the women mandali. As he brought them in, a song was playing on the radio titled What Do You Know About Love? Baba repeated the refrain and asked the women:

What do you know about love? This "love" on the radio is Broadway love, but what do you know of real love?

Here is (a story of) an example of that love. There was a great saint named Zikaria. He would always do what pleased God. Once in a dream, God ordered him to sit under a certain tree. When he awakened, he went and sat there and never moved for five years, in spite of tears and pleading from his family and friends.

Hearing about this, the king of the place sent his men, ordering Zikaria to come to him, but the saint would not budge. The king then ordered his men to saw him in half if he did not obey, and Zikaria let himself be sawed without moving!

This is an instance of great, real love, obeying God's order in a dream. And here you have God in person, who asks you to do such little things, and you cannot do it! (Lord Meher-p-2177-1940)





Daulatmai Irani, Mehera’s mother, joined Baba’s mandali at the same time as her daughter. She maintained silence for a long time under Baba’s instructions and carried out ashram duties assigned to her.

In year 1921, Freiny Masi took Daulatmai to meet Meher Baba at Sadashiv's house in Kasba Peth. A program of devotional songs was being held, and after it was over Freiny Masi introduced her sister to Baba. Upon meeting Daulatmai, Baba inquired, "Is there something you wish to ask?"

Daulatmai could not think of anything. Later Baba repeated, "Is there anything you wish to ask Me?"

Finally she told him, "My daughter Piroja has been feeling ill and suffers from a loss of appetite. What should I do for her?"

Baba replied, "Take her to Udwada where the fire of Zoroaster is kept burning in the temple, and afterward she will become all right."

After a few minutes, Baba again inquired, "Is there anything else you wish to ask?"

Daulatmai remembered a woman she knew who was still unmarried, though the woman was then almost 40 years old. She told Baba about her, and He answered, "Take her to Udwada also."

Having faith in Him, Daulatmai followed Baba's instructions and took her daughter and the woman to Udwada. True to His words, her daughter recovered; but even more surprising, when they returned to Poona, the spinster was approached by a man who offered to marry her and she accepted.

Daulatmai's husband Jehangir had been a forest officer for the government and travelled throughout India in his work. Jehangir had died in middle-age some years before, suffering a severe mastoid infection. Daulatmai resettled in Poona with her two daughters, Mehera and Piroja who had not yet met Baba.

Daulatmai presented Baba with the white horse that belonged to her daughter Mehera. It was decided that the horse would be called Sufi.

Also, Daulatmai contributed a large sum of money to the Master. Meher Baba instructed that a portion of it be kept aside for educational and social work in the names of Hazrat Babajan and Upasni Maharaj, and that part be kept for rendering technical training to the poorer Zoroastrians in Persia.

In 1927, Daulatmai wished to donate her property to Baba and some of it was in Mehera's name. Rustom escorted them to the Poona Registrar's office, where Mehera signed the required legal documents.

Baba asked Daulatmai also to observe silence, which she did until her last breath. But there was a vast difference between the silence of the devotees and that of the Master. Daulatmai’s silence was for her own benefit, whereas Meher Baba's was to drown the world in the Ocean of his silence.

On 29th May 1938, Baba sent Daulatmai to Persia, which Baba stated would be "spiritually beneficial for her."

Sarosh informed Baba that Mehera's mother, Daulatmai, had died in Nasik. She was 76 years old. When Baba returned to the hall in the afternoon, He disclosed the news to all: "Today is a very important day, and a fine day, too. Daulatmai expired today at 4 A.M. of heart failure. She had kept perfect silence since 1933, and it is said that she had a peaceful end. My dear Daulatmai will live in Me forever, by God's grace. I say 'by God's grace,' because today I am in the state of a devotee."

Printing a circular about Daulatmai's death for distribution among His close women disciples was discussed and agreed to by Baba. Later a tombstone for her was erected on Meherabad Hill. It read: "Daulat - one of Baba's dearest lovers-observing silence for 20 years."



Mr. David, Jewish man teacher at St. Vincent's and head of the picnic party immediately recognized Baily as one of his former pupils. He invited Baily to join the picnic, but Baily declined because of his responsibilities at the store. As Baily talked with them, someone mentioned Merwan's name. Baily was eager to know how Merwan was doing.

Only one fellow in the group, who was a close friend of both, knew of the disagreement between them. Before leaving Khandala that evening, this person addressed the group, "I must request that our respected teacher, Mr. David, use his influence to bring friendship between two friends among us who have parted company for over a year. This being such a happy occasion, it would be quite fitting to do so."

Everyone else was puzzled over who the two friends were and wanted to know more about it. Even Mr. David was in the dark about the matter and asked the fellow to divulge their names, which he did. Baily was embarrassed and confused, but Mr. David exclaimed, "Merwan does not need to be swayed or influenced, but, if it adds to your respect for him, I believe Merwan would sacrifice Himself in any way. I know that both are still friends, although they have not seen each other for a long time. I suggest both should exchange glasses of beer as a gesture to renew their friendship and add to the happiness of our group."

No sooner had Mr. David finished speaking than Merwan stood up, came to Baily with a smile, and offered him a glass of beer.

Baily accepted it, and, when he tried to express his gratitude at this loving gesture, Merwan uttered the name of God and told him, "Thank God alone!"

Amidst expressions of joy, Mr. David called for three cheers of "Hip-Hip-Hooray!" and, with this happy reconciliatory ending, they started for home. After embracing Merwan, Baily left the group at Lonavla, while the others proceeded to Poona. Soon after, Baily moved back to Poona, resuming his close association with Merwan as before. (Lord Meher-p-150/1-1913)



Dedolchow and Amiya Das were with Baba along with various Poona workers. About sixty persons had gathered. After  the morning session, Amiya Das, Harry Dedolchow and brother Jal  went out to lunch and then to zoo until one O’clock, when they were to return to Guruprasad for afternoon session with Baba.

At the zoo, Jal said to Dedolchow, “Next time you return to see Baba, will you bring me an inexpensive transistor radio, about twenty U.S. dollars, no more?”

Dedolchow said, “No problem, Jal. I will get you a nice one. However, only if Baba says so.”

Jal replied, “I know Baba’s ways. I will ask Him when we return to Guruprasad.”

When the three arrived a few minutes after one O’clock, the session was already in progress. Dedolchow quickly took off his shoes and entered the room. Baba looked at him and remarked, I am the chief transmitter and receiver. All this business of ‘I want this, get me that’– try to get away from those wants and say: I want Baba, I want God.’ It isn’t easy, but try.”

After the session, Dedolchow approached Baba and told Him of Jal’s request, adding, “Jal said he knows your ways.”

Baba retorted, “No one knows My ways, and He did not allow Dedolchow to bring the radio to Jal. (Lord Meher)



The incident of their meeting with Baba is described in the words of Mrs. Padma

In year 1960, my husband (Kanwar Sen Deewan) and I were in Bombay, where my brother was producing a movie and had promised to show us as how shooting is done, but only after two days. Since we had two days, on my mother’s advice, we went to Poona for Meher Baba’s darshan for the first time. When we reached Guruprasad, Baba asked us, “where are you coming from?’ I replied, “Dehradun, Baba.” Baba replied, “No, you are not coming directly from Dehradun but are touring many cities before coming to Poona.

We were surprised that Baba knew about us, but still, we did not have faith in Baba. Baba asked us to come the next day, but as soon as we came out of the bungalow, we said to each other that we would return to Bombay the next day so that we could see how a film is made.

As we were talking about our return to Bombay, Baba sent a man running towards us with this message: “Both of you go wherever you want to go and don’t come to see Me tomorrow.” The messenger also told us that before going back to Bombay, we should meet a lady named Mrs. Bahri, who had come from Dehradun and was now staying in Poona. We knew Mrs. Bahri and so went to meet her. When we talked to her, she started crying. She pitied us for planning to go to Bombay when Baba Himself wanted to meet us the next morning. She told us that we were unlucky and missed a golden opportunity. She told us that she had been waiting many days to meet Baba but had not got a chance.

Before leaving Guruprasad, we had asked Baba if we could have our photographs taken with Him. He had agreed and had said that He would come out in the open and then we could take the photographs. We had no idea what obedience To Baba means, and so we told Baba that we would take photographs in the house and that He need not come out in the garden. We took Baba’s photos in Guruprasad against His will, with the result that when the photos were developed, none of prints were clear. (Courtesy: Glimpses of Guruprasad-p-193)



Dennis Kirkpatrick an exceptional visitor was an eccentric Irishman. He was a tall man in his late fifties. His father had been a prominent civil surgeon in a Poona hospital. Kirkpatrick was well-educated and had stayed on in India after its independence. He had held a post as a secretary and rector in a church, but had fallen on hard times. He was now living hand-to-mouth alone, and resembled a beggar. He was about to be evicted from a small, ramshackle room next to Guruprasad where he had been staying, because he could not pay the rent. Because the landlord had shut off the water to his room, Kirkpatrick would walk to Guruprasad every day, collect water in a small brass bucket and carry it back to his room in the blazing hot sun. Baba noticed him and instructed Meherjee to help him financially. Baba remarked that he was like a mast.

Kirkpatrick saw Baba several times during Baba's residence at Guruprasad. Baba would ask him, "Are you happy?" Sitting on his knees, the Irishman would silently gaze up at Baba and nod.

One day Baba asked Kirkpatrick, "Do you have everything you need?" Kirkpatrick said that he did. Baba turned to Meherjee and directed him to continue to give him a monthly allowance.

Meherjee made a face of disapproval. Seeing his expression, Baba corrected him, "Say yes, happily; otherwise, don't agree! You have no idea what you were to gain in this. I will pay him, don't think about it!"

Meherjee protested, "But Baba, I did not say no."

Baba corrected him again, "You have so much money, yet you think even this small amount is too much. I did not ask it for Kirkpatrick's benefit. I am giving you the opportunity of serving me; you don't realize it."

Meherjee handed Kirkpatrick the amount and began seeing to his welfare. (Lord Meher-p-5222-1966)



On 6th April 1959, Baba was driven in car to Meherabad, where, in the presence of a sub-register named Deshpande, the Avatar Meher Baba Trust Deed was registered on Meherabad Hill at 11:45 A.M. All ten trustees were present for the registration ceremony on the hill. They included Kutumba Sastri, who was appointed chairman, Mani, Ramjoo, Adi, Meherjee, Nariman, Pendu, Vishnu, Padri and Kaka. Approved by Baba, the Trust Deed outlined the purpose and objectives of the Trust, as well as made provisions for the support of 41 persons dependent on Baba. (Lord Meher-p-4511-1959)



During Baba’ stay in Poona in 1957, a well-known singer, Devendra Vaidya, who had been on Baba's return flight from Australia had come with his party to sing before Baba. But his harmonium and other instruments got broken in the mêlée and total confusion reigned. The mandali surrounded Baba as the police appeared on the scene. Not knowing who they were, the police roughly manhandled the mandali and separated them from Baba. Kumar was forcibly removed and taken some distance away where he was made to sit down. He, whom Baba had made the "Commander-in-Chief" during the Andhra and Hamirpur programs, was now in the custody of the police! Bhau was shoved so violently that he was just saved from falling several feet. Had Narayan Bundellu not caught him in time, he would have been badly injured.

On the one hand, the mandali were pleased that the police had come and now surrounded Baba, but on the other, they had Baba's order to remain close to Him during the program. The police would not allow them to come near, and they had to stand helplessly at a distance. Only Eruch was allowed to stand by Baba's side, conveying Baba's words, although order was restored after some time.

Later In year, 1957, Siganporia had organized the darshan in the spacious Sunderbai Hall at Churhgate. The Poona bhajan mandali and other out-of-town lovers were also present. Baba arrived at the hall in morning on Sunday 22th December 1957 and was warmly received with the usual acclamations. Devendra Vaidya from Bombay performed. Baba appreciated his talents. When the darshan ended at noon, almost 3,000 people had been fortunate enough to come in contact with the Avatar.



Devi Prasad Sharma of Dehra Dun had come to see Baba when Baba was residing in Dehra Dun, they had not been able have His darshan, and because of that they had now travelled over 1,000 miles to meet Him. One of the men had met the expenses of the journey by selling his wife's jewellery; the other had used money his brother had given him for some other purpose. Baba met them lovingly, but inquired, "Why did you come by defraying expenses like that?"

They remained silent and, as wished by Baba, each was given Rs.100 for their return fare. They hesitated to accept the money, but Baba advised, "Never hesitate to accept anything offered by any God-realized Soul - be it gold or dust." So they accepted the sum as His prasad and were sent back after having a meal. (Lord Meher-p-3689)



Baba was on his way to Toka with His mandali in 1928. They had to cross the river Pravara. The water was waist deep. No ferry boats were available. One could not cross the river without wetting one’s cloth.

“How to cross?” The fishermen offered services to carry Baba safe on other seat of their hands. Baba demurred.  Buasaheb, the manager proposed the services of still stronger men. Baba refused and gestured,

“Call Dhake.” I was making myself ready to cross the river putting on small dhoti and shirt. I hastened to Baba.

“Dhake, can you carry me across the river?”

“Most willingly-with pleasure and privilege too.”

I bent down. Baba sat on my shoulders. I held His left leg with my left hand and caught His right hand with my right hand and pressed it to my shoulder, making His seat quite steady. I slowly and confidently waded through the river, keeping a firm grip on the sand below. I carried Him safely to the other side of the river without giving Him discomfort or making any awkward movements. Baba patted me on my back saying,

“Thou hast borne thy burden well” and added,

“Look here Dhake, they would have carried Me to the mid river current and dropped Me down.” He chuckled and continued, “The Sadguru cannot save Himself, and how could He save the whole world! You have saved Me from the predicament!”

“Anyone could have carried you safely as I did, as most of them are stronger than I”, I submitted and bowed down, putting my head on His lotus feet and the party were at Toka presently. (Courtesy: In the Company of Master page-42 by M. R. Dhakephalkar)



Two friends of mine –Dr Marathe and Mr. Joshi, a bank Manager wanted to go to Rahuri with me and call on one Mr. Spare, a great Astrologer. We travelled by bus from Ahmednagar to Rahuri. I purchased the tickets. I entertained them to light refreshments at my office and then escorted them to Mr. Spare. My friends had a pleasant sitting with him.

At the bus stop I felt for money in my pocket. It was just sufficient for two but we were three. I was in a fix. At once I closed my eyes, recalled Baba’s image before my mental eye and sent a silent prayer to Him to come to my rescue. I was desperate. I purchased only two tickets and we three occupied seats in the bus. I was waiting how Baba would deign to answer my prayer.

A few anxious moments dragged on. An agricultural-client of mine came running and called me out. He informed that he was on his way to Kolhar to Ahmednagar to meet me. Since he saw me in Rahuri, he could finish his work with me there itself without going all the way to Nager.  He pressed into my hands his ticket and Rs. 25/-towards part payment of my fees and handed over a vakalatnama signed by him. He thanked his stars for having met me on the way without proceeding further and went back home.

My eyes welled with tears of joy and gratefulness and I felt guilty that I had disturbed Baba for a trifle; I should not have tested Him for a trivial matter. He has always been with me. I resolved not to repeat it to invoke Baba’s help. Just then the bus started. My friend called me in. I was practically not in senses. I was thinking of Baba and feeling His presence about me. He gave me the experience that He is always with me. (Courtesy: In the Company of Master page-46 by M. R. Dhakephalkar)



(In words of Dhakephalkar)


I was in the habit of inhaling snuff. I just opened the snuff-box to enjoy a pinch of it hiding myself behind those disciples sitting in front of me. When I lifted my head and looked at Him, I found Him peering into my face.


"What is that?" Baba asked.


"Baba, it's snuff," I replied.


"Is it not possible to leave it, for good?"


"Yes, Baba, by all means."


I threw the snuff down on the carpet and from that day, i.e. 16-1-1953 onwards, I have not touched snuff. Prior to that, I was consuming one bottle a day. Snuff was the last thing at night and the first thing in the morning. It is a very dirty habit, giving the smell of snuff to all the clothes; and all the handkerchiefs get stained with it and one does not hesitate to ease and clean one's snotty nose anywhere and everywhere. I contracted this dirty habit from my brother-lawyers and I was not able to leave it. All my relations tried their best in vain to dissuade me from using snuff. But a mere suggestion from Baba was enough to wean me from this bad habit.


One of the disciples was smoking at least twenty cigarettes a day. Baba said to him, "Now you smoke only nineteen." After a few days Baba brought it down to eighteen and so, in about six months, the disciple was made to give up the habit altogether. But He brought about this gradually so that the suggestion was accepted without any resistance. So also, another disciple was cured of the drink-habit. Baba helped many get rid of their vices. (Lord Meher)




Baba decided that He would leave everything and start a New Life. In New Life He would go walking and maintain Himself and His disciples on begging and in this way He would travel all over India. So, all property which stood in His name was sold away; only land on which His “Last Resting Place” stood was standing in His name.


Preparations were made to leave Meherabad. When some fifty of us gathered in the hall, one of the lovers, Dr. Ghani suggested that since Baba was leaving Meherabad, He should give a parting feast to all His lovers as Jesus Christ did. Baba agreed. Then Dr. Ghani submitted that since he was Mohammdan, the feast should be non vegetarian. Baba accepted. Whereupon another lover proposed that a little wine also should be served to His lovers as in case of the disciples of Jesus Christ.


“A little quantity of wine also will be supplied in the feast.” Baba condescended.


The venue of the party then came up for discussion. Dr. Ghani and other maintained that the party should be had in the very hall where Baba used to sit. Baba asked all to express their opinion on the venue. Everyone except myself spoke in one voice that it should be arranged in the hall. When it was my turn, Baba asked me to air my view on the subject.

“Baba, though I am a vegetarian, I tasted non vegetarian food. I am not against the feast at all. But, your Hindu followers take the place where you sit as a temple. Even when you are not there, that considers it sacred. They would never stand the idea of non-vegetarian food served there, let alone Baba- lovers enjoying it there. Their sentiments will get wounded.”  I made myself clear.


“Baba, we are 49, Dhake is only one. Ours is an over-whelming Majority. So, we should fix up the feast in the hall.” Dr. Ghani and other maintained.

Baba observed,


“Democratic principals have no relevance in spirituality. Prabhu Ramchandra’s consort Sitamai was in custody of Ravana for more than a year. She was released after the defeat of Ravana. She was brought to Ayodhya and Ramchandra wanted to know whether His subject took her to be pure women of good character and for that purpose, Rama sent His men about His kingdom to ascertain public opinion in this regard. All of them returned with report that she was held in high esteem as a paragon of virtue by everyone. But one messenger approached Ramchandra to inform that one washer man in Ayodhya doubted her. Even though the washman’s was alone discordant note, Prabhu Ramchandra decided to disown Sitamai and sent her away to forests because there was no rule of democracy in spiritual thinking. Here, in My case, when Dhake says that feast in the hall would hurt the sentiments of some of My Hindu followers it appealed to Me and the feast will not be held in the hall.” He concluded.


The feast was held in one of corner of the compound. All forty nine and many more were there and Baba served them non-vegetarian “Biryani’ and a couple of spoon of wine.


Myself and Kale Mama, another disciple were asked to remain in the hall and enjoy vegetarian meals and sweet meats, which Baba Himself served us. This is how Baba applies spirituality in worldly affairs also.    

(Courtesy: In the Company of Master page-79-80 by M. R. Dhakephalkar)




In 1927, Dhake moved back to Meherabad and began staying with the mandali. Although He still harboured doubts about Meher Baba's divine stature, following event made a deep impression on him.


One day Baba found a chatti, an earthen pot for drinking water, uncovered. He made all stand in a line and angrily asked them, "Why did you break my order? Who will be responsible when worms are found in the water? What will happen if one of the children dies from drinking our water?" As a punishment, Baba began striking each of the mandali with a stick. Dhake was also standing in line and was afraid that "the excitable Irani nature in Baba" would forget His promise not to beat him, which Baba had made in 1925 when He accepted Dhake as a teacher. Baba moved down the line giving a stroke to each of the mandali in turn, but when He faced Dhake, He just smiled — and Baba's smile embraced him. The next moment, Baba continued down the line and was as stern as ever. Dhake thought to himself, "Baba is after all Baba - a Master. No one else could display such a blissful smile in the middle of a tirade." (Lord Meher)




At Rahuri, there was a beautiful spot on the bank of river and a small traveler bungalow stands on it. Every evening our judge and some lawyers used to go there to enjoy fresh breeze.

One evening when all of us were there, the river found to be in a very flood. The water level rose up to 22 feet and the water was flowing at a high speed. On the account of a culvert the water column had a curve and due to several currents there formed a whirlpool in the river. We were all enjoying when one of us wagered that he could be considered as real swimmer, who swim across the river in spate. It was practically close of the evening and darkness was impending. In the heat, I took up the challenge.

I removed my cloths. I arranged and converted my dhoti into an under-wear and dived into surging waters in order to swim across the river to its other side. As I advanced about 200 feet, my dhoti bulged into a veritable balloon and I was hampered in swimming. The situation was beyond my control and I felt that I was falling short to cross the river. But there was no other go. The whirlpool was quite near. I could not swim against the current to avoid the whirlpool. I decided to go in the whirlpool and try to swim. So, remembering Baba, I went down in the whirlpool-rather the whirlpool took me in the water and when I was about 15 feet deep I wanted to move away, when some force pushed my back and I was taken away from the whirlpool. When I tried to come up, my legs reached the bed of the river. I stood up and found myself in chest-deep water. I was not only away from the whirlpool but was just near the bank. I was about two furlong away from where my comrades stood

Since it was dark my colleagues could not see my head for some time and they took me drowned. Fishermen and experts swimmers were commissioned and even gas lights were also procured for the “combing-up-operation.!

When I stood on the back, I could hear that the lawyer was drowned in the flood and carried away. If this news reached my family, I feared they would get panicky. So I went back home running without any cloth on my person, entering by back side of the market place without being confronted by anyone. My wife was aghast to see my predicament. I requested her to give clothes immediately. I dried my body with a towel, put on my clothes and was enjoying a cup of tea and warming myself by a fireside. I narrated to my wife my unhappy experience.

Waves of callers started flooding my house carrying the "sad news” I opened the door. Standing at the door way with one hand to the frame, I gesticulated in a loud voice I was not drowned but reached back home straight having crossed the river.

The whole town took me for drowned. The President of the Village Panchayat had to proclaim by beat of drum that I was not drowned but very much alive- quite hale and healthy.

I wrote about all this incident the next day to beloved Baba who in His reply stated that since I remembered Him  at the time of going into whirlpool, it was He, who pushed me under water and saved me from drowning.

This is how Baba rescues His lambs whenever He is remembered or prayed for help. I experienced my own death. (Courtesy: In the Company of Master page-69 by M. R. Dhakephalkar)



I was practicing at Rahuri and Baba advised me to be honest in my profession and be of help to poor. So I was having briefs of many poor people; never squeezed for money; if they had no money I would work free for them. So, even though I had a big patience, the income was just sufficient to carry out my fair maintenance. I was quite happy and going to Meherabad off and on.

My second son was a child of four years and his sister, two. One day while playing in kitchen, he fell on a frying pan, which was just put down on the floor from the oven. He was burnt and became very ill. His wound was dressed. But he developed high fever and after two days, he developed pneumonia also. The doctor who was treating found him very serious and said that he should be removed to Ahmednagar. I told the doctor that it would have been better, if he had given this idea earlier. However I asked my clerk to find a private to carry my son to Nagar and sat in my office on a chair, quite helpless. I was young and strong; had great energy and was active throughout. I wanted to do something for my child.  I heard the honk but I was helpless and was sitting on my chair, despondent. Just then, I heard the honk of Baba’s car. Baba was going to from Nagar to Dhulia. So, on His way He came to my house. He stopped the car at the door and came to me in my office and asked why I was sitting in a dejected mood.  Y I informed Him that my child was dying; he had developed high fever and pneumonia. Though the doctor was treating him there, I was thinking of removing him to Nagar.

“Where is your child?” enquired Baba. So both of us went inside to the bed where my child was lying. My Baba made little sounds with His fingers. My son became alert and looked at Baba’s face. Baba saw him and smiled and assured me that child was not dying.

“Tell the doctor to go on with his treatment. He will be all right.”

Then we returned to the office. I, my wife and other members bowed to Baba.

“Don’t worry; I must go”, said Baba. He went back to His car and all of them went to Dhulia. After sometime the doctor came there.

“Doctor, the child is not dying, you should go on with your treatment”, I informed.

The doctor smiled and said, “I am making my all efforts to save the child. I know his condition much better than a lawyer.”

He gave the child an injection which he had recently brought from Nagar for the sake of some other patient. My clerk came down there and informed that no car was available till evening. So I had to wait. But by evening the child was a bit better and I next day. On postponed going to Nagar till the next day.  On the next morning, the child was much better and doctor said that this pneumonia was controlled and he was out of danger and in about a week the child was a right. He went on with his studies and passed matriculation in 1947 and I took him to Baba for blessings. When Baba saw him, He observed that he was very weak and advised me not to put him in the college but    keep him at Meherabad for one year so that he might take rest and improve his health when we would think of his further studies. He was, therefore left at Meherabad. He had cosmopolitan company. He learnt so many things there i.e. cricket, swimming, typing, and cinema operating and took part in all activities in Meherabad. He improved his heath and at the end of year he was quite a smart boy. Baba asked me to send him for   medicine. He became a doctor, now practicing at Talegaon, commands good practice. He remembers Baba.  (Courtesy: In the Company of Master page-63 by M. R. Dhakephalkar)



On 19th July 1929, a man named Dhotiwala had seen Baba taking a walk came in the morning for darshan. He complained about the scanty rainfall in the area and the farmers' plight and probable heavy financial losses and famine. He requested that Baba bring rain. Just as he was stating his plea, a heavy shower began to fall and Baba humorously rhymed, "You have got the neer (water) and I have got the teer (arrow)!" (Lord Meher-p-1408-1929)



In year 1940, Dhunijisha Mavalwala was station Master during visit of Baba in Delhi. Keki Desai happened to meet him for reservation in train for Baba and Mandali. Following is the story in words of Keki Desai as how he met the Station Master led to his meeting with Meher Baba.

In the year 1958, I was returning from Mathura to Meerut by Frontier Mail. At Delhi junction a passenger came to my compartment and sat on the birth facing me. It was evening time so I started reciting my daily prayers. Being Parsee, we cover our head with a cap or kerchief while saying the prayers which I did. The fellow who sat in front of me kept staring at me. When I finished my prayers he asked me in Guajarati whether I was a Parsi. I replied in affirmative.

He then enquired about my job, my place of residence, where I was going to and such other things. He also talked about himself and mentioned that he too was a Parsi and that he worked in the railway as the station Master of Meerut Cantonment. He then told me if I ever needed his help in the future, then I should contact him and he would be glad to help me. I was amused to hear this from a stranger and wondered if I could ever really need his help.

Sometime later, this station master was transferred to Ghaziabad Junction and eventually, in 1940, to Delhi. In those days, there was an optical shop called Bombay Optical House in Chandani Chauk area of Delhi which was a meeting place for Delhi Parsis. I regularly visited this shop and one such visit, I ran into the station Master. Chanji, whenever he visited our place, would also accompany me to the shop and I introduced him to the station master. Chanji told Baba about the man.

In September 1942, when Baba and party decided to leave Dehradun and return to Meherabad, He asked me to take help of my station master friend to reserve a full railway coach for Himself and the entire Mandali.

The Second World War was still going on and all the coaches were being used for army movements. By Baba’s grace, the station Master was able to reserve a whole coach. The station Master name was Dhunijisha Mawalwala. On 10th of September, Baba came to Delhi. I along with the station master was there on the platform to help with the transfer of Baba and Mandali’s luggage to the reserved coach.

When everything was arranged and settled, I introduced the station master to Baba who embraced him and gave him a Baba’s badge. After reaching Meherabad, Baba sent a telegram blessing Dhun, myself and the station master.

During Baba’s subsequent visits to Delhi, I would take the help of the same station master who would leave his office and personally come with me to ensure that the reservation clerk gave us the reservations as per Baba’s requirements.

In 1945, he was transferred to Karachi, but as Baba needed him for His work, he was again transferred back to Delhi at the time of partition and also promoted to the Station Superintendent of Delhi.

(Courtesy: Real Treasure Volume-5 page 97-99 by Rustom Falahati)



In 1924, while Baba was staying at the Bharucha Building, a devotee named Dhunjishaw would come daily with a large packet of incense sticks. He would light the entire packet and wave the sticks in front of Baba's face in a gesture of reverence. This was annoying and troublesome for Baba, and the mandali told the man to stop doing it. But Dhunjishaw ignored them, saying, "You people don't know who Baba is! If he wishes, he can turn the whole world upside down!"

To avoid Dhunjishaw's daily ritual, whenever anyone saw him coming, they would quickly warn Baba, who would lay down and pretend to be sleeping. The ploy worked for a while, but Dhunjishaw began waiting until Baba "woke" from his nap. (Lord Meher-p-562-1924)



During Baba’s stay in Poona, one day the Siamese cat, Pegu, entered the hall and jumped onto Baba's lap. Baba explained that the cat belonged to Mrs. Diddi, who was staying in a bungalow near Guruprasad. The cat had been coming to Guruprasad for the past few days and would not return home, in spite of frantic attempts by Mrs. Diddi. Pegu wanted Baba's company. Baba explained, "Any animal coming into contact with the Avatar's body gets a human body in its next birth." (Lord Meher-p-5004-1963)



During Baba's stay at her home, Dina proudly thought to herself: "How well I serve the Master. No one else is able to serve Him as I do. According to His order, whenever Baba needs anything at any time of the day or night, I supply it immediately. Is there anyone else who can do this?"

An incident made Dina keenly aware of the folly of such thoughts: One day, Baba instructed Dina to cook for him as well as for the mandali, and men were to help her. When it was ready, Dina informed Baba and He came to the dining room with everyone who had come for darshan that day. Seeing the numerous guests, Dina was taken aback. She took Baba aside and whispered, "There is not enough food to feed everyone. I didn't realize, you wished me to cook for so many persons."

Baba asked, "Why? Did you cook less?"

"I cooked for only you and the mandali as usual. I didn't know about these other fifty people with You."

Baba made no further remark and began serving the food Himself. He served large portions to each person as Dina nervously watched. All were served and still there was an abundance left over. Baba called Dina and gestured, "You eat the rest." Dina was shocked when she saw how much food remained.  (Lord Meher Volume-IV page 1208)



Naval's wife Dina fell ill at this time. Dr. Kapadia was called on 3rd April 1935 to give her an injection, but he gave her the wrong drug by mistake.

Dina collapsed and her pulse became extremely weak. The doctor was frightened, and Baba was sent for from Ramjoo's, where he was visiting. He arrived, patted the doctor, and consoled him, "Don't worry. Her pulse will resume.'' Baba then went to Dina and touched her forehead. Her pulse surprisingly became normal in a matter of minutes and she began breathing freely.

Astonished and relieved, the doctor said to Baba, "Had you come two or three minutes later, she would have died." (Lord Meher-p-1674-1935)



Baba had ordered Dina not to allow anyone to touch His food while she was preparing it, and she was usually vigilant not to let any of the servants or other ladies help her. One day, however, a devotee of Baba's came and, though Dina discouraged her, the woman sliced an onion. When Dina presented the meal, Baba scornfully remarked, "Today, I don't want your food."

Dina was taken aback, and then Baba inquired, "Tell the truth. Has anyone touched any of the ingredients today?" Dina then understood and admitted what had happened. Baba reprimanded her for disobeying him, but then forgave her and ate the meal.

Afterward, Dina asked Baba, "How did you know that someone had touched something? Were you here when the food was being cooked in the kitchen?"

Baba spelled out, "Does it behoove you to ask such silly questions? Of course I knew; that onion in the food told Me what had happened. That is how I came to know about it." This made Dina burst out laughing, but thereafter she was more cautious when preparing Baba's food and in carrying out His orders.  (Lord Meher)



The only son of Dina Talati, close disciple of Meher Baba died in England. According to Baba’s instructions Eruch conveyed this news to Dina Talati as not to give shock. Dina remained calm, unaffected with this sad news and did not shed tear. Baba sent few mandali women to Dina to talk and make her weep to outburst her grief to keep her mental balance. But ladies failed to make her weep. Last, Baba came to her and said “Your love for Me makes Me to weep” Then she wept and wept and Baba consoled her. Baba’s ways are unique to help His lovers and alleviate their suffering only to realize them the falseness of physical or mental suffering and to bring closer to love Him More and more.



After supper, Baba would go each day for a walk. He would ask for His meal at any time and Dina always had to keep it ready. One evening, before dinner, Baba asked Dina to accompany Him on the walk. Rushing to join Him, she forgot to put His food aside. After Baba and she departed, the mandali ate the meal without knowing that Dina had not saved a plate for Baba. They ate all the food, and put the pots and pans away after washing up.

On the way back from their stroll, Baba told Dina, "I am feeling very hungry. In fact, I feel like I'm starving! What have you cooked tonight?"

Dina then gave Him the menu and said, "The food is ready; I will serve you the moment we reach home." However, when they returned, she found to her dismay that there was nothing left. She began weeping. Meanwhile, Baba sent Vishnu to inquire why He had not yet been served.

Vishnu found Dina crying in the kitchen and told Baba. Baba came and asked Dina what was wrong. When she told Baba, He exclaimed, "You don't even have this much respect for Me? Are you so inattentive that you forget to save anything for Me? Do you only think of yourself?"

Baba's expression softened as He consoled her, "Don't worry about it. I have used you for some inner work of Mine."

Dina said that she would prepare something for Him to eat in five minutes. But Baba replied, "My work is done; forget it." Dina, however, insisted that Baba to eat. Baba reluctantly agreed and ate a little of the food.

Later Dina understood the significance of this incident. It taught her a great lesson: Never take pride in serving the Master. What could one do for Him who serves the universe? (Lord Meher)



Baba and His group reached Nagpur on the morning of 26th December 1937.Baba retired to the main bedroom. After a quick bath and breakfast, interviews began. Deshmukh had brought his fellow professors and students for Baba's darshan. Baba granted an interview to student named Dinesh Nandini Chordia was particularly drawn to Baba; her father was also a professor and she wrote poetry.

In 1950, after Baba reached Nagpur a tremendous crowd was waiting to greet Baba in front of Thakur’s House. After giving them darshan from a distance, Baba retired to His room on upper floor

Men and women started coming in groups to the upper floor of Thakur's house, where Baba saw them, permitted darshan and conversed with each. This lasted until evening; then He went with the mandali to Dinesh Nandini Chordia's house for supper.

Dinesh was the poetess who had met Baba previously. She was a wealthy woman and had made elaborate arrangements to receive Baba. Beautiful silk saris were spread on the floors and staircase wherever Baba walked.

On the 26th, Adi Sr. arrived with Dinesh Chordia of Nagpur, her brother and the Deshmukh. Dinesh was taken on a tour of Meherabad, and on 1st July Baba took her to meet the women mandali at the P.W.D. bungalow in Ahmednagar. (Lord Meher)



After a long period of seclusion Beloved Baba gave a public darshan in the Poona Baba Center, and Baba Lovers from all parts of India joyfully came and stayed overnight in order to have full day with Him. The hotels were so full that some lovers stayed with us, and help the harassed organizers of the Center; we arranged to have dinner for them all at our house. We wished to also honour our Baba lover guests. We estimated the total number for dinner would be 60 to 70, and Mona, (wife of Sakhre) cooked accordingly. However in the midst of the over-whelming joy of being in His presence, Centre lovers such as Gadekar enthusiastically passed the word around to, not only the Center members, but also all visiting Baba lovers: dinner at the Sakhare’s place! Do come along!

In the middle of darshan program, with about half of the 10000 present still waiting, Baba sent word that He was stopping the darshan, and would visit our place for a short while on way back to Ahmednagar. We rushed back to our house, but before we could arrange any seat for Baba, He was there. He made detailed enquiries about the dinner we were arranging, food we had prepared, the number we had invited, and as stated, we told Him 60 to 70 persons. Baba was then showed the food prepared, and He blessed it. After arti was sung, Baba left.

About six in the evening, Baba lovers began arriving, and continued to arrive. The big hall of the house, where bhajans were being sung was getting filled up, and with more lovers still coming. Mona gradually became more and more concerned, wondering how we would be able to feed so many. We spoke to Adi Sr. Of our concern, and he empathically reassured us, saying there would be plenty of food, as it has been blessed by Baba. At seven first groups of about forty sat down for dinner on the spacious varandah and from then groups came to eat every hour. By eight thirty Mona again became concerned with the food pots definitely depleted. The hall was still full, and the helpers and servants had not had any food. While we were discussing the situation, Perinmai, Wife of Baba’s brother, Behram, overheard us. Immediately she assured us that the food would be sufficient, and there was no need to cook more. She also consoled Mona to take Baba’s name as she served.

Well, the evening went on, new faces arriving with shouts of ‘Jai Baba’ and the odd ones departing with ‘Jai Baba’ in happy atmosphere of greetings hugs and embraces. Dinner continued until then thirty, and 1then the crowd thinned out. The food in the pots was almost rock bottom, yet amazingly there was enough for helpers and servants. Even more amazing for Mona, was to discover in the morning again enough food for the poor who had gathered outside the house. We pondered in wonderment over the happy events of the night, and tried in vain to estimate the actual number that we had fed with food meant for 60 to 70 people. That food was indeed His prasad, and of course it reminded us of Christ’s Miracle of feeding five thousand with five loaves and five fishes. (Courtesy: The divine Humanity of Meher Baba Vol-III by Bill Le Page)



On 20th November 1843, Baba went with a few of the mandali to Clifton Beach then walked back to Halt Ho in the hot sun.

Baba was not seeing any of His followers in Karachi. But one day, curiously, Sarosh's older brother Dinshaw, who had recently moved to Karachi, came and talked casually with the Master for two hours, though he was not a devotee.

On 17th August 1943, Baba went with Adi Sr. to a film at the Arangaon Military Cinema. He went again the next day at 4:00 P.M., taking with him five ladies. Baba visited Sarosh's home, Viloo Villa, in the cantonment and Dinshaw and Soona's house nearby.

Shireen's navjot ceremony was to be performed in the Parsi fire-temple in Ahmednagar on the evening of 7th January 1965, which Baba indicated should be done according to the wishes of Franey's parents (Sarosh's brother Dinshaw and his wife Soonamai). In the morning, Soonamai other ladies were driven to Meherazad to see Baba first. Baba blessed the sadra and kusti and placed it on His niece with His own hands. Kaikobad was told to recite a short prayer. (Lord Meher-p-.5111-1965)



On the 13th April 1930, an evening gathering was held at the school. At the request of Dixit, Baba planted a mango tree on the school grounds. One of the youngsters was called on the stage and given charge of looking after the tree. Dixit, the vice-principal, told the boys, "As the tree grows and selflessly gives out its fruit to others, so also should you grow in moral and spiritual greatness, and then selflessly serve others who are in need. This is the lesson taught by Meher Baba."

On 9th May 1930, a telegram was received from Kolhapur informing Baba that Dixit (the vice-principal of the high school) had stopped speaking and eating, and was even refusing water. He was said to be weeping out of love for Baba. In response, Baba sent Dixit certain instructions by telegram.

During interview with Gandhi said "It is nothing to remain on milk in seclusion; but it is very hard not to speak with anyone or not to read and write."

Baba made comments to Gandhi about his disciple Dixit:

A devotee of mine named Dixit in Kolhapur is at a school there. He has also been on milk for the last twelve years, though he takes bananas with it. He is quite fit and works all day. He is married and has a wife with whom he lives, yet he never touches her at all and practices a life of complete celibacy. It is quite astonishing to be a true brahmachari (celibate), yet married and living with one's wife. In all respects, the man is quite good. He has devoted his life to the service of the youth."

From 3rd to 6th September 1930, large darshan functions were held in the Tapovan area and at Kolhapur High School's anniversary celebration. Baba gave darshan to thousands of people during these programs. However, He spent most of His private time in Kolhapur with the students of the school, who were very drawn to Him and would not leave His side. Baba would play with them, serve them food, hear their anecdotes and entertain them by dictating stories, both spiritual and comical. Baba would discourse to them on love, selfless service and fulfilment of their duties in the world, thereby sowing the seed of love for God in their hearts. The officials of the high school were deeply impressed, especially Dixit who would shed tears in Baba's presence. (Lord Meher)


(Nick named Kaka Shahane - Father of Mohan Shahane)

In year 1925, a respectable elder named Dnyaneshwar Ramchandra Shahane, (Nicknamed Kaka Shahane) a resident of Ahmednagar, owned land near Arangaon. He often came to Meherabad for Baba's darshan. His son Mohan was suffering from a disease which was not being cured despite the best possible medical treatment. One day Shahane beseeched the Master about his son's affliction, and Baba advised him to keep his son at Meherabad where he would recover.

Gradually Mohan did regain his health. After some time, Kaka Shahane, as he was called, moved to Meherabad with his entire family and all began living according to Baba's instructions. They were accommodated in the Family Quarters, a bungalow rented by Baba on a piece of land near the village. Shahane became completely devoted to the Master and surrendered to Baba's guidance for the rest of his life. Baba always cared for the whole family's maintenance, which proved not insignificant since Shahane and his wife, Manutai, had four daughters and three sons.

Once, Baba asked everyone to sing, pointing first to Kaka Shahane who was taken by surprise and became nervous. However, all were happily amused to hear the song he stammered through.

On 26th October 1926, dismantling the buildings at lower Meherabad began. The dharamshala (Upasni Serai) and the leper ward were the first two structures to be taken down and it was done in one day. That night Baba was in a bad mood. Kaka Shahane did not understand certain of Baba's hand signs, which upset Baba. Baba pushed Shahane, and Shahane fell down, striking his head on a stone. He was then directed to go home. (Lord Meher)



Dolly was the daughter of Kaikhushru Irani and Gulmai and devoted to Meher Baba since child hood. She used to cook food for school children at Meherabad

In 1922, Baba said to Gulmai, "Give Me your son, Adi, and your daughter, Dolly. I want them free for My own purposes. Fulfill your parental responsibility by arranging (your other son) Rustom's marriage soon. Later arrange (your daughter) Piroja's marriage." Gulmai accepted His wish and, without consulting her husband, Kaikhushru, she gave her promise that Adi and Dolly belonged to Him. She could not deny His request.

Surrounded by His women disciples, Baba would relax and sing bhajans with them or request that they tell Him humorous stories. Gulmai's daughters, Piroja and Dolly, would come to visit with their mother, and Dolly, later joined the women mandali at Meherabad.

In May 1925, once the rice was found to be a bit undercooked, so Baba scolded Dolly: "If the children had eaten this improperly cooked rice, they would have fallen ill and their studies would have suffered. Do you have any love for these children? Are you trying to make them sick?"

Dolly protested that the rice was not undercooked. At this, Baba gave her a hard slap and then slapped Himself just as hard. Dolly did not feel disturbed about being slapped, but was shocked by Baba striking Himself. Tears welled up in her eyes, but Baba embraced her and told her not to think about it.

Baba returned to Nasik, He met individually with each of the mandali. Telegrams had been sent to Baba, informing Him that Gulmai's daughter Dolly, who was staying in Ahmednagar, had been feeling depressed during His absence and acting strangely. Baba went to Ahmednagar to see Dolly on 15th November 1933, and He spoke with her at length that afternoon. He noted down what Baba said, and Baba instructed that it be typed out and distributed for everyone to read.

You say you do not like to live. You feel tired of this life and this body. Unwelcome thoughts, bad thoughts, disturb you and make you unhappy. But life is thoughts, not body. The body is there when you are asleep. You do not feel the need to end your life then! The moment you are awake, you begin to think again. In actuality, nobody is satisfied with his lot. Nobody feels completely happy in this world. You know the great position and wealth of (so-and-so) yet when he saw Me, he told Me he was a very unhappy man.

Why should you be unhappy? You are neither too tall, nor too fat. You are quite healthy. You can read, you can write. Think of the poor creatures, the paralyzed, the lepers, the disabled. The paraplegic or leper knows that he is progressing toward a sure death and is likely to die in a worse state than he is in. Yet, there are thousands like these, silently dragging on through their days.

Why not compare your lot with the dumb illiterate millions in this country? You are most fortunate. You live with, and move in, the surroundings of a Master. What is there in the Himalayas and the jungles? Did you not see the picture Tarzan, which depicted the jungle life full of strife and struggles? In spite of having bad thoughts, you do not indulge in bad actions; therefore, what higher life can you live than this?

It is normal to have bad thoughts; so long as you do not interpret them into actions, you thereby get an opportunity to exercise control. If no thoughts assail you, then what is the difference between you and a stone which has no thoughts at all?

Cease the mental tension. Train your mind to pass over thoughts. Do not give countenance to them until such time that you can surrender the mind itself.

No one is doing it. When the mind is surrendered, there is no question of happiness and unhappiness. Because of the thoughts of the past lives, sanskaras are spent away. They come and go. Pay no attention to them. Mind is like a wound-up alarm clock. It will ring at the appointed time, but only so long as the winding is there. Let it ring and run its course, but take care to not wind it again by indulging in bad actions.

Still, if you want to die, die in My naad (infatuation) by holding on to Me firmly. There lies salvation. That is real dying. Worldly death is not the thing. However, nobody has so far "captured" Me. If one really catches Me, I try to free Myself. But so far, I have had no opportunity of freeing Myself. On the contrary, it is I who have been trying to catch hold of you people.

Remember this much: The whole world is nothing but a zero, and everything connected with it is without sum and substance. Mind is the universe. Mind is the man, the woman, the beast.

To console her, Baba brought Dolly to Nasik the next day along with Gulmai.

In year 1933, Gulmai's daughter Dolly, living at Meherabad, became increasingly depressed. For a change, Baba wished for her to go to Karachi with Pilamai, but Dolly refused. She was kept isolated in Baba's Jhopdi for several months on a diet of milk for some days until she calmed down.

On the 8th, 9th and 10th March 1937, Baba spent all day at Rahuri and returned to Meherabad each evening. Dolly was still in a disturbed state and would often refuse to eat. In the evening of the 9th, Baba fed her milk and jalebis.



To see Baba one minute in a storming rage and a few seconds later with absolutely no trace of His apparent anger was something unique for Stevens and a deep object lesson in his life. He saw for himself the total freedom which Baba enjoyed from any sort of binding by emotions.

Baba was back with the men mandali in the afternoon, but He was not feeling well. Don was again given the opportunity of talking with Baba about His personal affairs.

The next morning, Baba played qawaali records for Don Stevens and the mandali at the main house. This was repeated in the afternoon inside the house when qawaali records of Hafiz were played. Baba beat on a drum in time to the music, and Stevens filmed Him. Despite the fact that Stevens was seated at Baba's feet, as Baba had ordered, using movie film which required artificial light - the living room was extremely dim since there was no electricity in those days - to Don Stevens' amazement the films came out splendidly when he viewed them later in Bombay.

One day, Baba, making certain that Don Stevens was not getting bored during his stay, instructed Donkin to take him out for a drive. Thinking Stevens would be interested in seeing a band of wild monkeys, Don drove him to the nearby forested canyon, Happy Valley. While climbing, Don warned Stevens to be careful of a poisonous vine indigenous to the area that sticks to the clothing and gives a terrible rash if touched. Bent on locating the monkeys, Donkin hiked on ahead, and soon Stevens lost sight of him.

After a while, Stevens decided to return to the car when all of a sudden he found he could not move. He looked down and saw that he had become entrapped in the poisonous vine that Don had warned him about. Cautiously lifting the end of the vine off his trousers and arm to unwind himself, he finally got loose and met Don by the car. When they arrived back in Meherazad, Baba immediately wanted to know if they had spotted any wild monkeys, but they had not.

The next morning, Don Stevens woke up and found a small rash on his hands. Baba came to mandali hall as usual in the morning of 21st February. Stevens had forgotten about his hands, but all of a sudden in the course of talking with him, Baba stopped gesturing and looked at him. As Baba watched him, Don Stevens noticed that He was unconsciously scratching his right hand.

"Don, what is that?" Baba asked.

Trying to evade the issue to protect Donkin, Stevens replied, "I don't know, Baba, just a little bit of a rash."

Baba pried further and soon found out about the incident. "But where was Don?" Baba asked, raising His hands in dismay. Again, Stevens tried to be evasive. But, soon after, he had to admit that they had gotten separated.

Baba was even more upset. "Go fetch Don," He gestured angrily.

Furious, Baba asked Don for all the details. He was extremely annoyed and lashed out at Don for his carelessness. This was one of the first times Don Stevens had seen Baba take anyone to task so severely and perhaps this was the reason Baba had brought about the entire episode. "I wanted to crawl right underneath my cushion and disappear," Stevens related. "I liked Donkin very much and hated to see him being raked over the coals for my own carelessness. I felt sick at heart."

In the afternoon, after a few minutes, Baba reached over to the small side table next to His chair, unfolded a fresh linen handkerchief and wiped His brow. He beckoned to Don Stevens to come over and then placed the white handkerchief in His hands. The discussion continued. When the session ended, Stevens realized that he had not been scratching and knew Baba had alleviated His discomfort through the gift of His kerchief.  (Lord Meher)



It was the year 1877 in Iran. A young pregnant Zoroastrian woman named Golandoon was returning home after selling some knitted woollen socks and bonnets to a rich family to augment her income for the child she was carrying. It was late afternoon and she was in a hurry to return home before sunset. Taking a shortcut, she passed through a narrow alley where a Muslim was sprinkling water in front of his entranceway. When, Golandoon was about to pass by the house, he shouted to her, "Stop, kafir! You cannot pass by this sacred spot. Stay where you are and wait until the water evaporates. I will not allow you to move until every drop is dry."

Golandoon was helpless and stricken with fear. The lane would not be dry for several hours and evening was fast approaching. She stood quietly as some Muslim boys appeared and taunted her with lewd remarks and mocking laughter. The young woman stood with tears in her eyes. As the ruffians began to threaten and approach her, she prayed to God with all her heart to save her honor. Suddenly, an elderly Muslim man carrying a cane happened to pass by the same alley and saw the young woman's plight. "How dare you!" he shouted to the gang and beat them with his cane. "Get out of here!" The man then consoled the frightened young woman and escorted her safely to her home. The grandfatherly figure bade her peace in the name of God, and Golandoon thanked him graciously, comforted by his kindly manner.

When Golandoon narrated this incident to her husband Dorabji, he knew it was unsafe and unwise to remain in Iran, and soon after made preparations to migrate to India. It was a difficult time to travel. Golandoon was pregnant and already had a daughter, named Dowla, who was not yet three years old. Thus it was not until several months had passed that Dorabji and his family were able to leave Iran for India.

After settling in Bombay, Golandoon gave birth to a second daughter on 25th September 1987, a beautiful baby whom she named Shireen (which means sweet, pleasant or gentle). A few weeks after, Shireen was born, the family moved from Bombay to Poona, where Dorabji opened a small teashop. Although newly established, Dorabji quickly won the friendship of many. Dorabji was religious-minded and regularly attended the Zoroastrian fire-temple.

He had a generous nature, helping the poor and giving medicinal herbs to the sick. He had the gift of healing and many who came to him were cured by his potions.

Dorabji was also jovial and sharp-witted. Once, while he was enjoying the company of a few friends, one of his patients came to see him, complaining of a severe cold. Dorabji knew the fellow to be a hypochondriac and facetiously told him to take a cold bath, drink sour buttermilk, wrap up in a wet blanket, and sleep in a draft. Dorabji resumed his conversation, having no idea that the fellow, having such strong belief in Dorabji, would take him seriously and follow his obviously absurd advice. Several days later when the two met again, Dorabji inquired after the man's health and the fellow assured him that he was fine after following all of Dorabji's instructions. Dorabji was taken aback because such a routine could have resulted in pneumonia. From that day on, he was extremely careful when counseling people about their health.

Dorabji loved his little daughter, Shireen, very much. She was quite intelligent and her beauty befitted her name. Shireen's sweet ways and conversation delighted her entire family. When she was five years old, she began her elementary schooling at the home of an Irani family. (Lord Meher)



In year 1944, there were approximately 26 men, 33 women and ten children staying with Meher Baba under His orders at Meherabad and Pimpalgaon. Dowla, Baidul’s daughter was one among them.

There were many lizards in Kandy (Bombay). Because there was a danger they would urinate or defecate in the food (their urine and excreta are extremely poisonous), Katie would brush them off the wall, and Baidul's daughter, Dowla, would kill them. On Sunday, 17th November, Dowla reported to Baba that she had killed seven lizards in only fifteen minutes. Baba was not happy, but Katie said in her defence, "If any of them fall in the food, we could die."

Baba instructed them, "Don't kill lizards. Any animal that directly injures should be killed, but not lizards. Catch them and throw them outside. They eat flies and are useful."

He added in a teasing manner, "If you kill them, you will be a lizard in your next birth!"

Dowla was fond of learning new songs. After going to Wai with Baba's consent, Kitty began teaching her an English song to sing.

In June 1939, Baidul and his wife Soltoon, with their two daughters Dowla and Sarwar and son Faredoon, came to live at Meherabad. They were housed in the Arangaon Family Quarters. The wife and children did not know any other language except Persian, but Dowla and Sarwar soon learned Gujarati from the women mandali. (Lord Meher)





In year 1956, after road accident near Udtara, after three minutes of the accident, a young man, driving in the opposite direction, from Belgaum to Poona, saw the wreck and stopped his car. Vishnu and the young man lifted Baba into the man's car. An open truck stopped, and Vishnu asked the Parsi driver to take Eruch, Pendu and Nilu to Rosewood, and he obliged. Vishnu then accompanied Baba in the car to Grafton.

When Baba arrived at Grafton, Mani rushed on her bicycle to get Don from Rosewood. Don came running and, with Goher, began treating Baba's wounds. Mehera was beside herself with grief as she wiped the blood from Baba's face. The other women, too, did their best to ease Baba's suffering. But how could the Avatar's suffering ever be eased? His comfort lay in His suffering, which He endured every second continuously and took upon Himself for His divine work.

Bhau had followed Mani and Don to Grafton, despite Baba's orders that he should stay in bed and rest. When Baba saw him, His first words were: "Why did you break My order?" Nevertheless, in this critical situation, Bhau ran to summon the civil surgeon, Dr. Abadin.

When the civil surgeon came, Baba asked him, "How is it you've come, as today is Sunday, your off day?"

"It is my duty," the surgeon replied.

At Rosewood, Nilu had been placed on bed, was bleeding badly. When the doctor came there, upon examination, he pronounced Nilu dead. The doctor advised that Eruch and Pendu be shifted to the Civil Hospital, and Bhau and Aloba took them there by an ambulance, where both were treated.

Baba was also taken by an ambulance to the small and primitive local hospital to have His tongue stitched. He was laid on the table in the operating room. Goher had accompanied Him, and she and Bhau stood quietly near Baba, who gestured to Goher, "If they give Me anesthesia, see that I do not utter any sound. Be by My side all the time."

Despite His obvious pain and discomfort, Baba showed a happy expression, and Dr. Abadin was taken aback when Baba lovingly passed His hand over Bhau's face. Not a word came from Baba's mouth, despite the serious wounds and excruciating pain. Even in that injured condition, Baba wore a smile as He expressed His love toward others, amicably chatting with the doctor as if nothing serious had happened. It was a wonderful experience for the civil surgeon and other doctors present, and the heart of the former was awakened to His love.

After Baba's tongue and other cuts under His chin were stitched, Goher took Baba back to Grafton in an ambulance. It was an old vehicle with no shock absorbers, which rattled Baba's body. After a bruising journey, it was 2:00 A.M. before Baba finally got to lie down.

Dr. Abadin, who was a Muslim, was genuinely drawn to Baba. He would visit Grafton every day to see Baba and came to know more about Him through Ramjoo. (Lord Meher)



(Husband of Gulnar daughter of Sarosh irani)

On 26th June 1960, Baba came to Khushru Quarters in morning with disciples. He went to the Avatar Meher Baba Trust office room (on the north side, next to Adi's bedroom), where a chair had been specially kept for Him. Sarosh's eldest daughter Gulnar was getting married that day, and she and her physician fiancé, Hirji S. Adenwala, garlanded Baba, along with other family members, and received his blessings. Nariman also came.

Sarosh's son-in-law, Hirji Adenwala, had come to Ahmednagar for Dara's marriage. He and his wife, Gulnar, would come every December, and would be brought to Meherazad by Sarosh and Viloo to meet Baba. Hirji was a physician, working near Bombay, and he was given Baba's blood reports to review. He discussed Baba's condition with Adi Sr., Don and Dr. Ketkar. Hirji opined that Meherazad would be unsuitable for further tests, but he did not see any urgency in Baba's condition. Don drove Hirji to Meherazad unannounced on Sunday evening to convey that information to Goher. She wished him to examine Baba. Baba was not pleased with this intrusion, but agreed to see him.

After Dr. Adenwala entered Baba's room he asked Baba to open His mouth so that he could smell it. He had inadvertently forgotten to bring his stethoscope, so Baba instructed him to put his ear on His chest to listen to His heart, which he did. He asked two or three questions, which Baba answered clearly through hand signs. Hirji was amazed because, according to what he told Goher and Eruch after coming out of the room, no one could have remained conscious, much less cognizant, with such an abnormal increase in urea in the bloodstream, and the whole room should have been full of a stench, which was not the case. Baba was fully conscious and His mouth did not smell foul.

Dr. Adenwala exclaimed, "This is extraordinary! Still for Baba to stay here is not desirable. He should be taken to Poona, where a thorough check up can be done." (Lord Meher)



Dr. Alu Shapurji Khambatta was running a small hospital on the ground floor of the building where Dadachanji resided. The Dadachanjis were residing upstairs in Boman Lodge on Vincent Road, near Khodadad Circle in Dadar.

When Baba passed in and out of the Dadachanji’s home, Alu caught only glimpse of Him in His flowing sadra and mistakenly thought Him to be an Arab diamond merchant.  When Bachamai finally told Alu about Baba and asked if she would like to meet Him, Alu said that she would. But on the day when Baba came, He instructed Bachamai, “Don’t send word down, on My way out, I will see her.

When Baba went to Alu's hospital, it was unexpected, and she was dazzled by His beauty and overcome by emotion. Baba was so attractive and magnetic she could not speak or salute Him. Chanji was present and finally offered Baba a chair and brought one for Alu. Baba then gestured, "Ask Me some questions. Ask Me something."

All of a sudden Alu blurted out that she wanted to go to England! The thought of travelling abroad had never occurred to her before that moment. Baba replied, "Not now. I will send you later. Ask Me a second question." Alu was quiet. Then Baba spelled out, "I do not speak, but you must speak!"

With difficulty Alu explained that an alarming number of children were dying of a diarrhea epidemic, and she would be very happy if it stopped. "Show me your hospital," Baba dictated. He was taken from room to room. One room was filled with Parsis who were adamantly against Him, and Baba did not step inside. After the tour, Baba spelled out, "No child will die." True to his words, none of the children in Dr. Alu's hospital expired.

On 13th anniversary of Baba's silence on 10th July 1938, Chanji came to Meherabad. Dr. Alu Khambatta and Dr. Paramanand (a fellow female doctor helping Alu run her Bombay clinic) accompanied Chanji. Alu wished to go to Ireland for a medical course, and Baba told her, "Go fearlessly. Leave everything to Me. I will see to all, here and there. Write Me a letter every 21 days."

From Satara, Baba wished to go to Panchgani. Dr. Alu Khambatta had been in Baba's contact since 1935. She had invited Him to bring the women to a guest house in a bungalow called Silver Oaks, which she intended to open, as Baba had ordered her not to practice medicine. She was overjoyed when Arnavaz informed her about Baba's coming, and immediately left for Panchgani to clean the house for Baba's use.

Baba had instructed Alu that when He came to Panchgani, she alone was to remain in the bungalow.

Dr. Alu Khambatta also met with Baba at Ashiana. All of those whom Baba met were under strict orders not to bow down, fold their hands or greet Him in any way. Alu was secretly longing to pay her obeisance, and when Baba asked her to tell an amusing story, she got her chance. She narrated an anecdote about how the British used to tie a broom to their leg to learn how to say right and left in Gujarati. In recounting the story, she had to salute like a soldier, and so got her wish of saluting her Lord.

As Freny, Havovi and the others came forward, Baba would point out, for example, some small cut on each person. He would instruct Goher about it and put them under her treatment to draw them closer to Him. Dr. Alu Khambatta was staying with them and she was also given instructions about the health of the Bombay women. Several of them were not even aware that they were suffering from certain maladies.

In Meherazad, on 8th July 1965, Mani's pet cocker spaniel, Peter, was put to sleep. The dog had cancer, and Dr. Alu Khambatta administered the injection, according to Baba's instructions. Peter breathed his last in Baba's presence in his bedroom.

Dr. Alu Khambatta had been residing in Meherazad for the past year, ostensibly to look after Kaikobad and help Goher. She had developed swollen glands on her throat, which Dr. Grant advised her to get examined in Bombay to be sure it was not cancer. Although Dr. Alu did not wish to leave, Baba sent her away at the end of November, promising he would call her back soon in January.

Later in December, Goher told Baba, "We do need her (Alu). Why don't you call her.?"

Baba replied, "I will call her when the time comes."  (Lord Meher)



On 31st August 1957, Baba was taken by Goher and Don to Bombay so that he could be examined by a famous orthopaedic surgeon, Dr. Arvind Keshav Talwalkar. They stayed at Naoroji Dadachanji's home in Dadar, and Dr. Talwalkar examined Baba there.

In the doctor's opinion, there was no dislocation present; Baba's pain was solely the result of osteo-arthritis, and no operation should be performed for at least several years, if then. Baba returned to Poona the same night, arriving at 9:00 P.M.

In Bombay, and Baba had stopped the ayurvedic massages, Goher suggested consulting Dr. Talwalkar again. He advised new X-rays be taken, and so the mandali took Baba to a well-known radiologist, Dr. L. H. Athle, whose clinic was at the junction of Queen and Charni Roads. The new X-rays were shown to Dr. Talwalkar, who prescribed some oral medication.

In October 1957, even though they had not helped Baba much, Baba was pleased with Dr. Talwalkar and Dr. Athle's efforts. Baba always insisted on paying whatever fees were charged; but both men, prominent, well-known doctors, refused to accept any money from him. Goher tried to make Dr. Athle take at least enough for the cost of the X-ray films, but that too he refused. As it was Diwali, Baba gave Goher two old silver rupee coins, instructing her to give each doctor one of the coins. She did so, and each was deeply touched, saying he would treasure and keep the coin, because it came from Baba. (Lord meher-p-4214-1957)



On 8th October 1957, Baba went to Bombay for various medical treatments. In Bombay, Baba and the women stayed at Ashiana, where an air-conditioner had been fitted to the sitting room, which Baba appreciated.

An ayurvedic physician, Dr. Bachubhai, began treating Baba in Bombay. He would come to Ashiana to massage Baba's hip with different types of oil, and gave some ayurvedic oral medicine (Guggul and Bhasma), as well. But finding no satisfactory relief, Baba stopped the treatment from the 18th. (Lord Meher-p-4209-1957)



On the morning, 10th December 1956, Baba was Baba was taken straight to Dr. Bansod's clinic. He had to be carried on a stretcher up the narrow steps to the second floor and was extremely uncomfortable. "The tremendous pain Baba was suffering in the hip made Him groan very loudly. It was excruciating pain He was suffering." The plaster cast was removed because Baba's leg muscle had started to cramp. More X-rays were taken, and His leg was put in traction. A neurologist and heart specialist were also called in to examine Him. The pelvic fracture was healing satisfactorily, but the pain varied in intensity, becoming excruciating with the least movement on Baba's part.

Baba was not clearly telling the mandali that He had to suffer in this way at that time, and nothing they could do would mitigate it, nor could they share what He had taken on. Baba seemed to confirm this. One day He traced a circle on the spot of the fracture with His finger and gestured, "The suffering of the whole universe is concentrated on this little spot. This is a tangible expression of the universal suffering I bear." But, in spite of His physical agony, He remarked, "I am happy. It is as I wanted it."

Baba did not like staying at Dr. Bansod's nursing home - it was too small and He was uncomfortable - and he said He would not stay there longer than necessary. So, two of Baba disciples hurried to find a suitable house in Poona. They managed to rent a small, quiet house. A bungalow named Silver Oaks, at 23, Salisbury Park Road. Baba was taken there on the 11th afternoon. A special bed was kept for Him. A civil surgeon named Dr. Virkar put His leg in traction. But, that evening, Baba again had severe pains and spasms, and the doctor had to be called in the night. (Lord Meher-p-4138-1956)



Baba had come to Poona, at Don and Eruch's urging, to have a set of dentures made, for which Pappa Jessawala had contacted their family dentist, Dr. Bharucha. Eruch had brought Dr. Bharucha to Meherazad on the 16th, for the initial examination. The dentures were now to be fitted.

Bharucha agreed to supply platinum dentures for Rs.600. But instead, when they were delivered they were not made out of platinum, but of a cheaper material which was lighter. Pappa was furious and quarrelled with the dentist, arguing that he should not be made to pay the platinum price. Pappa railed, "Such deceit is not good. We had agreed to pay Rs.600 for platinum, not ordinary dentures." Finally, the matter was settled at a lower price, and the doctor was paid Rs.450.

Pappa informed Baba of this, but Baba stated, "Go and pay him the remaining balance."

"What are you saying, Baba?" Pappa Jessawala asked incredulously. "Why should he be rewarded for his trickery?"

Baba replied, "Just to make him remember his deceit, he should be paid the Rs.150. It will remind him of what he did. My ways are quite different from the worlds." (Lord Meher-p- 3038-1952)



A meeting was held at the Indian Institute of Science in Bangalore on 9 November 1939. The Nobel Prize winning Indian physicist Dr. C. V. Raman chaired the gathering. Deshmukh gave a stirring speech on the question of science versus spirituality. Norina and Nadine then spoke about their experiences of being with Meher Baba. Deshmukh had been so logical and convincing, and Norina and Nadine so sincere, that Raman was impressed with the depth of their feelings, in spite of himself.

Afterwards, in his remarks, Raman observed:

I have never been a believer in personalities as such, although I have read the life of Buddha, Christ, et cetera, and have great respect and reverence for them.

Yet, when I visited the ruins of Benares and other places of pilgrimage, I could not help but allow the atmosphere of those places to touch and inspire me.

It is certainly a strange experience, since the sages have lived thousands of years in the past, and yet their influence still pervaded the atmosphere of those places where they had lived. This experience is not a matter to be expressed by words but it is a matter of feeling. If only the ruins create such feelings after centuries, then certainly spirituality is a matter of feeling and not of intellect.

Although he disagreed with Deshmukh at the beginning, C. V. Raman concluded that after hearing his talk he agreed with him entirely, stating:

This was not only because of the logic of (Dr. Deshmukh's) arguments, but primarily because of his great sincerity and faith, with which he expressed and clung to his views.

Although the teachings of all Prophets are identical, they are very difficult to follow. A teacher is always greater than his teachings, and the influence he wields over humanity is due to his being a living example of these teachings. People will be able to estimate the value of Shri Meher Baba through his personal contact.




Baba and His group had arrived in Rahuri to attend of the marriage on request of Dhakephalkar and Baba was received with due reverence. Baba was reverently garlanded and each of the mandali was presented with a bouquet of flowers before departing.

The group went back to the bus and Baba exclaimed to Dhake, "Where are the laddoos?" The men all laughed and Dhake told Baba he would arrange for their food. His relative, Dr. D. W. Chobhe, lived in Rahuri and he went to him, asking him to prepare supper for the group in one hour. The doctor agreed most willingly. They went to his residence and the mandali not only had very tasty food, but laddoos as well. It seemed that Baba had actually come to Rahuri only to meet this devout soul, Dr. Chobhe, who received Him so lovingly. (Lord Meher-p-660-1926)




Dr. Daulat Singh was practicing medicine in England when he had a dream in which a disciple (Swami Bhabananda) introduced him to his Master (Baba). Daulat Singh had never met either Bhabananda or Meher Baba. In the dream, the Master urged Daulat Singh, "Leave England and return to India. I have connections with you." Daulat Singh followed the advice, although he did not know who the Master was.

Once in India, Daulat Singh and his family settled in Srinagar, where he became a successful doctor and was even elected mayor. He began searching for his guru, but in vain. One day, when he was riding on a train, a man seated next to him was reading a book, and after some time, Daulat Singh casually glanced at the book. He was shocked. A picture in it was of the same man who had appeared in his dream. He asked to see the book and read the name: "Meher Baba, Ahmednagar." At the next station, he got down and caught the first train to Ahmednagar! As soon as he arrived, he made inquiries and took a Tonga to Meherabad. Now close to the fulfilment of all his wishes after so many years, he rushed to ask for Baba's darshan as soon as he arrived. Baba was at Meherabad then and was informed, but refused to see him.

Daulat Singh tried to check himself, but his disappointment was too great to conceal. He began sobbing aloud, "Am I such a sinner that Meher Baba will not see me? Is my love for him not sincere? Have I displeased him in any way?" After a few minutes, he regained his composure, and resolved to sit under a tree near the road until Baba granted him darshan. He remained there for ten days, without food or water.

On the tenth day, Baba sent Adi Sr. with instructions for Dr. Singh to return to Kashmir, travel on to Lahore, and contact Pilamai in Karachi. Daulat Singh did as he was told, and left Meherabad with a broken heart.

He contacted Pilamai, and asked her to promise to inform him as soon as Meher Baba was in the area. Weeping, he narrated his many years of searching and his recent experience at Meherabad.

Learning that Baba was in the vicinity, Daulat Singh came to Dehra Dun from Kashmir for Baba's darshan on the evening of 29th April 1941. It was summer in India, but Daulat Singh had been so restless to see Baba, he had come straight through on the train, 850 miles from Srinagar, fainting twice in the terrific heat. Nilu tried to calm him, talking to him at length, and explaining that during Baba's seclusion he was seeing no one. But Daulat Singh would not listen and said, "If I don't get darshan, I will die!"

Nilu informed Baba, and Baba permitted Daulat Singh to see Him from a distance, specifying that he should not bow down to Him or pay his respects, in any way. Placing six oranges on the floor, Daulat Singh said, "I have nothing more to offer you." From afar, Baba sent him word, "You don't know what you have given me! Whatever you have given is too much! Depart happily, and don't look back!" Daulat Singh obeyed and left after talking with Norina for an hour. "In those few moments," Age declared, "the doctor received that 'brand' of wine which kept him intoxicated his entire life long!"

In the night of 2nd September 1943, seemingly to escape the heat, Baba proceeded to Srinagar; Kashmir by train with a few of the women and three of the men, Daulat Singh had arranged their stay in the Sam Hotel opposite Dal Lake.

One day Baba asked the doctor what he was thinking. Daulat Singh replied, "Some of my friends and family are anxious for your darshan, but I do not wish it without your permission."

Daulat Singh was completely merged in Baba's love, and Baba did not have the heart to disappoint him. Smiling, he spelled out, "If you won't pray for it, then I pray to you to bring them all here for an hour on the 20th. But I can't spare more than an hour."

Daulat Singh was overjoyed and informed those interested. Accordingly, darshan was held at Karamchand's Bungalow in Nishat on 20th September 1944. Almost 500 people came. After meeting each briefly, Baba sent them back, but He did give some extra time to Daulat Singh, his family and a few others.

In 1945, Baba asked Daulat Singh about his work in Kashmir and remarked that he was very influential there: "He is a doctor and also a municipal commissioner. Daulat Singh's love and devotion are unequaled and his work is of a high, noble standard."

Dr. Singh answered, "Strange is my Master, and stranger are His ways! I have done no service of His in the real sense and yet out of His infinite mercy, He praises me before the mandali. I talk informally with and inform my friends and patients about Baba, and show His photographs to them. When they again ask me about Him, I tell them. There are some, however, who are not impressed by my words." Daulat Singh suggested that the article "The Avatar" be printed (from the first issue of Meher Baba Journal).

On return to Srinagar, Habibullah handed Baba's letter to Daulat Singh. After reading it, he remarked, "Baba wants only this much service from me? When will the time come when He takes away all that belongs to me?"

In 1947, Baba and the group arrived in Madras. A large pandal had been erected opposite the house for the darshan programs. Many came to Madras for Baba’s darshan from far distances. Daulat Singh had come from Kashmir.

During May and June 1948, although Baba had virtually stopped giving darshan, He did meet with certain people. Devotees from Bombay, Poona and Surat came to see Him, and His Ahmednagar lovers also had an occasional chance of having interviews. Daulat Singh, with his son, Upkar, came from Indore, and Baba happily met both.

Continuing his report to Baba, Daulat Singh pointed out, "In the beginning I met with serious opposition from my relatives and friends. People took me to be mad for accepting a Parsi as my guru. But patiently and tactfully I let them know of Baba and, by Baba's grace, I achieved much success among all communities, including the Europeans."

Citing an instance about Daulat Singh (a Sikh), Baba added, "I had given him a cigarette to smoke in Meherabad. Without hesitation, he immediately put it in his mouth and was on the point of lighting it. But I snatched it and threw it away, pleased with his obedience.

"Had Daulat Singh shown the slightest hesitation on the grounds of religion, he would have failed; but I would have forgiven him in this primary stage of the New Life.

Daulat Singh's love for Baba was unequaled - he was a true "resigner"! He had not come to see Baba for any monetary help, but only for the sake of love, and Baba met him lovingly and told him not to worry. He instructed him to go back to Srinagar and Lahore and try to recover what he could. Then he was to turn over everything to his son at Indore and join Baba for good.

Several visitors came to Meherazad in December 1948 to see Baba. Among them was Daulat Singh again, with his son Upkar and others.

In New life during His stay a Belgaum in year 1949, Baba then assigned Daulat Singh duty to clean cooking utensils and other vessels along with Babadas.

Turning to Daulat Singh, Baba ordered him to slap Him on the face. Daulat Singh did it without the least compunction, and Baba was highly pleased. Baba then made all stand before Him, and He touched their feet with His hands.

At night, Daulat Singh's mind was in turmoil and he kept worrying, asking the other companions if he had committed a mistake.

Again, as desired by Baba, Eruch asked, "Baba wants to know if there are obstacles facing your family."

According to the New Life conditions nothing was to be kept secret, nor could a lie be spoken. Therefore, Daulat Singh admitted, "Baba knows about my family's plight, so I do not worry about it. But I settled my daughter's marriage just before leaving, and I was wondering what will happen in my absence. Now I do not even think about that. I simply do not wish to displease Baba in any way. I will follow the New Life conditions fully." On receiving the letter of authorization, Daulat Singh departed with a heavy heart, but he actually did live the New Life, though away from Baba. By keeping Daulat Singh with his family, Baba made him prove true to his oath.

In 1949, Baba had sent Dr. Daulat Singh home to Bangalore from Belgaum with certain instructions. Accordingly, he was to live only on food obtained by begging for a fixed period. Daulat Singh was from a respectable family, and his relatives were disconcerted by the idea of someone like himself, an educated doctor, begging. Society ridiculed him and looked with disapproval at his peculiar behavior. But Daulat Singh was uniquely obedient, the type of man who would give up his life to keep his word. Finally, circumstances being so intolerable, he left his home to wander and beg for his sustenance in various places. Unknowingly, the beggar at last reached the doorsteps of the only Real Giver.

He had no idea that Baba had shifted His headquarters from North India to Satara, but one day he happened to end up wandering there - begging right near Baba's bungalow. Eruch was keeping watch outside. Suddenly, Baba asked him to find out who was sitting on the culvert. As Eruch neared the beggar, he could not believe his eyes. Daulat Singh was equally astonished to see Eruch

"Is Baba here?" he asked excitedly. "Can I come to Baba's door to beg?" he inquired.

Eruch went to inform Baba. Calling Daulat Singh, Baba heard his woeful story and gave him food in his begging bowl with his own hands. Afterward, Baba praised his courage: "I am extremely pleased with your obedience. You are truly leading the New Life, and are an example to others. Although away from Me, you are close to Me. I am very pleased with you. I promise one day I will visit your house."

New Life had developed into three plans, Baba freed Daulat Singh from begging for his food, and included him to live and work independently as a physician. Soon after, with tears in his eyes, Daulat Singh left for his home in Bangalore.

Baba proceeded for Manonash for four months and He stated that Daulat Singh and Minoo Kharas would be with Him for the first three months. On the 13th October 1951, Daulat Singh and few others went up to stay there and clean the caves prior to Baba's arrival. Baba sent Daulat Singh back to his home again.

In Nanded, Daulat Singh rejoined Baba and the companions. He had a high fever, but had still come according to Baba's order. Eruch stayed behind in the dak bungalow to look after Daulat Singh. Being unwell, Daulat Singh was unable to travel by foot, and so Baba sent him back to Bangalore the next day.

Dr. Daulat Singh arrived. Baba told him, "You have come in time. You wrote that you could not come. How did you manage it? I brought you here, for you had accompanied Me in My New Life and in My Manonash period." Baba asked him to stay with Him until the 28th October 1952, and ordered him to read from the Guru Granth Saheb (sacred writings of Sikhs), from 1:00 to 2:00 P.M., for three consecutive days.

Baba asked Daulat Singh to repeat the prayer of Guru Nanak, "Tum thakur tum pe ardas (You are Lord and I surrender to You)." Then Baba asked all the japwalas to repeat aloud, one by one, the names of God that they had been repeating in the Jhopdi. Baba stated, "Take God's name sincerely, for God may hear someone and be touched."

Last to step forward was Daulat Singh. He began reading from the Granth Saheb. Before he started, Baba placed around His wrist a steel bracelet like that of a Sikh. By eleven o'clock, the reading came to an end and prasad was distributed to all

In 1952 at Delhi, Baba wished to conduct the poor program in the morning. Baba had informed them I wish to wash the feet of and bow down to a special boy. He must be between sixteen and eighteen years of age, spiritually-minded, intelligent, athletic, obedient to his parents, and he should have a pure heart.

Pukar along with Nana Kher, and Daulat Singh and Babadas went to a college in search of such a lad. The students ridiculed them, but undeterred they contacted the principal, who suggested a suitable candidate. The boy was willing, but his mother was not prepared to tolerate such a person of Meher Baba's stature and magnitude washing her son's feet and bowing to him. Pukar prevailed upon her to consent to Baba's wish, but the woman was insistent. Finally, as they were about to give up hope, they found another boy walking along the road and brought him to Baba. Baba was pleased with him, bowed at his feet and gave him Rs.51. The boy's father was a devotee of Sai Baba, and the boy himself said he sometimes "saw" Sai Baba in a park near their home. Pukar then realized that Baba had wanted to contact this boy all along.

During darshan program at Dehradun, Dr. Daulat Singh and few others came from Delhi. That morning, when He met those from Delhi, He chided them, "Why did you come without My invitation? This is a lesson to Me not to give darshan, as you people are always on My chest!"

In darshan program in 1955 at Poona when Dr. Daulat Singh met Baba, he was weeping copiously, and Baba kept the doctor's head on His lap. Baba asked Daulat Singh to read a favorite verse from the Granth Saheb (Sikh's holy book). He sang a few lines about "the Highest of the High, the Lord," and Baba beamed, "It affords Me great pleasure to hear this."

During the New Life, Baba had promised Dr. Daulat Singh that He would visit his house one day. During this trip to Hyderabad, He paid a surprise visit to Daulat Singh's home in Secunderabad. Daulat Singh was overcome with joy, and Baba met his entire family before beginning the return journey to Satara.

In 1958 sahwas programme, when Daulat Singh came before Baba, he recited his usual prayer in Baba's praise and some couplets of Guru Nanak. Baba remarked, "I am very glad to see you. You are dear to Me."

Dr. Daulat Singh, a staunch lover of Baba, died of meningitis at Victoria Hospital in Jabalpur, at 2:30 P.M. on 22nd December 1959. Baba sent this telegram to his family: "Such a brave and loving soul as Dr. Daulat Singh cannot but come to Me, His only Beloved."

Among those in attendance was Dr. Daulat Singh's nephew, Trilok Singh, from Uganda, who arrived late because his flight to India was delayed. Baba often inquired whether he had come. Trilok Singh had attended the sahavas programs at Meherabad, and had invited Baba to give mass darshan in Africa. He brought his entire family to Bombay, including his nine-year-old son, Hardip, and all became devoted followers.



Deshmukh was well read and, having been influenced by Krishnamurti's writings, asked Baba, "Is it not possible to progress on the spiritual path without the aid of a guru?"

Baba answered, "Bandage your eyes, and then go find Adi and bring him here!"

Adi Jr. was in the next room, so Deshmukh asked, "How can I find him while blindfolded?"

"First blindfold yourself," Baba instructed.

Deshmukh hesitatingly tied a scarf over his eyes and Baba motioned to Chanji to lead him to Adi Jr.'s room.

Accordingly, Chanji did so and Deshmukh soon returned to Baba, who asked, "Why couldn't you go to Adi's room alone?"

"I was unable to find the way blindfolded," he said.

"So you needed the help of one who knew the way?"

"Yes, I suppose," Deshmukh acknowledged.

Baba then elaborated, "In the same way, you will not be able to find the Path. You are blindfolded by illusion. If you want to traverse the Path, you will have to seek the aid of One who knows where to find it, else you will wind up meandering here and there, probably breaking your head and both legs in the process. You will gain nothing."

Baba's clarification freed Deshmukh of his misconception, and Baba jokingly asked, "Can you not understand such a simple thing, you doctor of philosophy? Or is it your philosophy that is confusing you?" (Lord Meher)


In 1953 when Baba was in Dehradun, Devendra brought a batch of students from the Ayurvedic College in Hardwar. Devendra told Baba, "I want to see God!" and Baba extemporaneously composed these lines in reply:

Some seek money, some seek name.

Some seek power, some seek fame.

Some want children, few want God.

Life is a joke, and all is a game.

Baba proceeded to explain the use of the word seek in the poem, and spelled on the alphabet board:

The word "seek" is used. When one seeks with all one's heart, one gets what one seeks. When you say you sought and did not find, it means you did not seek as you ought to have sought. If even God can be found by seeking, why should we not get the trifles we seek after if we seek wholeheartedly?

Now, how to seek God? Hafiz declares: "Only if you carry your life on your sleeves can you enter the path of divine love."

So merely to say "I want to see God" or "I want to realize God" is similar to an ant saying "I want to become an elephant!" Mere words have nothing in them. The heart must thirst to seek God!

In year 1954, Keshav's wife Sudhadevi informed Baba that her sister, Lalit Kishori, was on the verge of death. She had contracted a severe case of measles, and the illness had now become life-threatening. Baba went to see the sick woman, and consoled and comforted her.

On His return, He remarked to Keshav, "Ninety-nine percent, there is no hope for Lalit. But tell her to take My name continuously until her last breath." Baba suggested some medicine to Keshav's brother, Dr. Devendra, whereby after several days, Lalit completely recovered.





In a darshan programme, at his residence, Dr. Dhanapathy and his family members washed Baba’s feet with milk and honey. Baba joked, “Now wash with water: otherwise, ants will bite Me! Since 1927, this is the first time I have permitted such type of worship.”

Eruch and Gustadji cleaned Baba’s feet and Pillay’s two daughters, Mira and Veena, garlanded Baba. This was the family whom Baba had sent to Andhra from Dehradun with Kutumb Shastri in 1952. Mira had found a good job with Railways, but Veena was still like a mastani, although now she was eating and appeared healthy.

Baba entered the mass darshan pandal at about five-thirty in the morning, which had been erected in front of Dhanapathy’s residence. People were anxious to touch Baba’s feet, because several had secretly observed the ceremony at Dhanapathy’s through the windows.

Baba admonished them: “If you love Me, why don’t you listen to Me? When I say do not touch My feet, why don’t you obey? You don’t understand the importance of this moment for which even great saints wait for ages! So, take advantage of this occasion by doing as I say. Now, keep quiet.”



Dhanapathy and two other disciples were returning, after dispatching the telegrams, had been involved in an accident on the road between Razole and Kottapeta. However, the recipients of the news were not kept in suspense for long; soon the jeep arrived. The accident had occurred when the jeep was heading toward Kottapeta. They had encountered a man riding a bicycle coming toward them on the wrong side of the road. In an attempt to avoid hitting him, the driver of the jeep turned sharply to one side. In doing so, he lost control of the steering wheel, resulting in the jeep going down into a nearby ditch. All of the occupants were thrown out of the jeep as it turned on its side.

Dhanapathy was injured slightly; his hand was bandaged. The others received only bruises. A wall had stopped their forward motion; otherwise, the jeep would have turned over completely and someone might have been killed. The accident occurred at the exact spot where, the day before, Baba's car had almost gone into the canal.

Dr. Dhanapathy cried out to Baba, "O Lord, you have saved us from being killed. Only your grace saved us; otherwise, we would have all been crushed to death. This is due to your miracle."

Baba replied, "I have not yet performed any miracle. It is news to Me."



Digambar Gadekar was studying for his M.Sc. (Master's degree in science) exam in Poona at this time, and Baba permitted him to visit Guruprasad every day. He instructed Digambar to say his name before beginning each test. After the theory portion of the exam was over, Baba asked, "How did you do?"

Digambar said, "I answered all the questions as best I could."

"You must pass first-class (with highest honors)," Baba emphasized.

"Baba, you know for yourself what the result is going to be, but it is my duty to try as hard as I can."

When Digambar's practical (laboratory) exams were over, Baba asked the same question and Digambar replied in a similar fashion. Baba warned him, "If you do not pass first-class, our dosti (friendship) will come to an end, and you should not show your face to Me!"

Digambar was frightened and said, "Baba, whatever is going to happen will happen according to your Divine Will."

Before the test result was announced, Baba remarked to him, "You have failed the examination!"

However, when the results were announced in June, Digambar had not only passed first-class but had scored first in his subject at the university. The news was conveyed to Baba, who sent the following message to Digambar: "Let us hope you pass at least third-class in obeying Me!" (Lord Meher-p-4349-1958)




Digambar Gadekar is son of Ramchandra Gadekar one of close disciple of Meher Baba. He was in contact of Baba since his childhood.

One of the episodes is as under:

Digambar Gadekar was jotting down Baba's statements, and Baba jokingly remarked to him, "When I ask you, remind Me about what you are taking down. I am over 60 now, and after 60, a man's memory gets weak."

Feram was taking down in shorthand what Baba was saying. To him, Baba remarked, "Feram, don't leave it half-done, and don't shorten what I say either!"

Explaining the meaning of sahavas, Baba dictated:

Sahavas means the give-and-take of love. I am the only Beloved, and you all are My lovers; or, I am the only Lover and you all are My beloveds!

I wish that you remain happy in My sahavas. This will be the last sahavas, so I want you to be happy and draw as much of My love as possible.

On another occasion, Baba held a meeting at Ganeshkhind of His Poona workers. He asked Digambar Gadekar to draw up a list and call everyone concerned. Pratap Ahir's name was somehow left out by mistake and he was not called. When the meeting began Baba asked, "Where is Pratap?" The list of those invited was checked and the discrepancy discovered. Baba immediately sent someone to Pratap's house to bring him, but deeply disappointed at not being called, Pratap had gone to the riverside, where he was wandering aimlessly. After some time he returned home and received Baba's message. He hurried to Ganeshkhind, where Baba asked him, "Why didn't you come for the meeting?"

Pratap explained that he was not invited. Baba inquired, "How was his name left out?" No one replied.

"Who prepared the list?" Someone said it was Digambar. Baba remarked to Pratap, "Digambar is your best friend. You are both students together. How could he forget your name?" Pratap was quiet for he was on the verge of tears. Baba consoled him, "Now forget about this. Remember that all your companions in this world will be there for only a relatively few years, while I will be your companion until the end. I am your real companion."



On 12th May 1952, Dr. G. D. Vinod, a professor from New York, who knew the Winterfeldts, saw Baba at 8:15 A.M. Part of his interview is reproduced here:

I am writing a book on the psychological condition of the world in relation to war and peace," he said. "I have travelled to Australia, Europe, Asia and America and have had the sahavas of Shankaracharya (head Hindu priest). I want your blessings. I know these things are temporary and traditional. They do not mean much ..."

Baba interrupted him, "They mean nothing. Conviction through the intellect has only a limited scope and might land one into the mess of hypocrisy.

"God is absolute honesty and purity, and in knowing Him there can be no compromise. Beyond intellectual conviction is the conviction by knowing through feeling, seeing God as you see Me. Only that can make you have the conviction of being one with God in Reality. So unless this certainty of unity with God comes, all talk is dishonest."

"How does the unity get established?" Vinod asked.

"When selfish longings and wants go, this is established. God is not there when there are desires and longings. But one must experience this Reality. I always say (it is) better not to believe in God than be a hypocrite!"

"Selfish desires, attachments and longings, how to control them?" Vinod asked.

"For that, books have been written, and yet it can be achieved in a flash, or it may take lives. So to ask how to control, how to win over desires is like asking, 'How can I die living? How can I have consciousness in sound sleep?'

"Mind, as long as it is there, goes on working in spite of yourself. So, as you sincerely and honestly want to know, and I feel you need it and are a person of such intelligence, if you really achieve this you will be able to work for God and the universe in the real sense."

Baba then gave him certain instructions for meditation and concluded: "So start now. Baba has explained so much to you. God's work is My work and you will do My work. When you have the ocean within you, you cannot crave for a few drops of water! That is what I want you to see. Not just through reason, but by actual experience."

"Will I succeed?"

"If you do it honestly, Baba will be helping you every night at 12. Do it honestly and leave the rest to Me." (Lord Meher-p- 3072/3-1952)



On 28th March 1957, Dr. Ketkar was brought to Meherazad by Don and gave Baba a painful injection of Novocaine.

When His seclusion ended, Baba, seated in His wheelchair, began seeing the men mandali nearly every morning. On 1st March 1957, Dr. Ketkar was brought from Ahmednagar at in morning. For the first time after the accident, Baba was made to stand without support. He was very happy to be able to do so.

On 23rd June 1957, Dr. Ketkar paid a visit the following day. He conferred with Goher about relieving Baba's continued pain and observed Baba walking.

The famous doctor in London wrote back, stating that Baba's hip appeared dislocated, and unless it was operated upon, it would never be all right. This was discussed on 24th July 1957, but Baba did not agree to the operation. He was perturbed with Don for not sending Sir Reginald all His medical reports at the beginning, as He had hinted he should. As a result, the dislocation in the hip had gone undetected for eight months. On the 25th, Baba dictated to Eruch these remarks in a letter to Don: "If you had done so (sent Watson-Jones Baba's medical papers), I would not have suffered the unnecessary unbearable pain. You, doctors Chatterjee and Ketkar (of Ahmednagar), have made a mess of My case."

On 4th June 1967, Adi brought Dr. G. V. Ketkar of Ahmednagar to Meherazad. He found Baba's abdomen mildly distended but there was no evidence of retained fluids there, and the prostate gland was not enlarged but flat and firm in consistency. Dr. Ketkar could only recommend a full urologic examination due to the rising urea level.

Hirji was a physician and he was given Baba's blood reports to review. He discussed Baba's condition with Dr. Ketkar. (Lord Meher)



On 12th March 1937, Baba found out that Ghani was studying a book to learn how to read people's minds. In a teasing mood, Baba asked him, "What will you do when you learn this?"

Ghani replied, "I will go to Japan and earn a lot of money."

Baba spelled out, "Your idea is splendid, but why are you so selfish? Did you ever think of helping Me? I am in dire financial straits at the moment."

So Ghani said, "If you give me the power to read minds, I will give you 50 percent of whatever I earn!"

"All right," Baba agreed, "but for you to gain that power you will have to remain on milk for one year!" Thereupon, Ghani was christened Professor Ughansi - meaning the "Lazy One."

Ghani consented to the fast, and at the Meher Mandali Maintenance Trust meeting in the evening of 16th March at Rahuri an agreement was drawn up between Baba and Ghani. Its conditions were:

For one year Dr. Ghani should take nothing but two glasses of milk - with or without sugar - one glass of tea and any amount of water every day.

He should smoke not more than five cigarettes per day.

He should not go out of the compound (at Rahuri) under any circumstances.

He should not ask for money except for Baba's work.

This agreement begins from the 1st of April 1937 and ends on the 31st of March 1938. On 31st March 1938, Baba promises to give Ghani the two things he wants, clairvoyance and clairaudience, and will send him to Japan as Professor Ughansi, and also make him so advanced spiritually as to do Baba's work over there until Ghani is Realized.

Jalbhai then mentioned this point, "We are all well aware of the good doctor's penchant for fine food. Suppose he dies within this period. Who will pay his funeral expenses?"

So Baba directed Ghani to beg one rupee from everyone, obtaining Rs.40. Baba handed the sum to Dhake with instructions, "If Ghani dies on 27th April 1938, use this Rs.40 to pay for his last rites." The odd agreement was signed the next day by both Baba and Ghani before the mandali.

Ghani began fasting on milk from the 1st of April 1938, but within two days he started complaining, "Baba, it is too hard to drink only milk. My sweat smells of milk, my breath smells of milk and I am even urinating milk!"

"It's only for a year!" Baba replied. "Think of how much you will earn after that - and that will help Me also! Have a little patience and complete the fast."

Just two days after this, Ghani felt so weak he was unable to get out of bed. He entreated Baba, "This agreement will be the death of me! Forgive me and let me take food."

But Baba replied, "Remember your part of the bargain. You signed the agreement before witnesses. I promise to stick to My end. Exactly after one year I will give you the powers you want. But if you break your promise, don't blame Me!"

"But I will die!" moaned Ghani.

"I have a solution so you won't," proposed Baba. Calling Dhake, Baba sent him to Ahmednagar with instructions to have a funeral bier built and to bring it to Rahuri as soon as it was ready. Dhake did so, bringing the coffin platform after a week or so.

On the afternoon of 20th April 1938, Baba dressed Ghani in a kafni made of old gunny sacks and put a turban made of straw on his head. He then asked him to recite lines from the Fatiha - the Islamic oblation for the dead.

Raising his hands toward the sky, Ghani recited the prayer in earnest and Baba, too, joined in. Thereafter, Baba laid Ghani on the bier which the mandali lifted on their shoulders. Baba urged Ghani to sing the song of the funeral procession very loudly. Ghani slowly chanted, "La ilaha illallah, Muhammad-e-Rasool Allah!" (There is no god but God, the all-merciful, and Muhammad is His Prophet!)

The bier was carried around the Rahuri ashram by the men and, when it was put down, Baba declared, "Now Ghani won't die as foreordained (on the 27th).

Despite Baba's pleas, Ghani had broken his fast within six days and Baba remarked, "What am I to do now? I promised to give you powers and also to keep you alive! But now that you have not adhered to your promise, what is to be done? Had you earned much money, I would have been happy for I would have gotten half! For that reason I was helping you."

"Enough of this!" cried Ghani. "Had you really wanted to help me, I would not have passed through such horrible times. In fact, I really was about to die."

Baba gestured incredulously: "What are you saying? I was helping you!"

"I understand you now, Baba. You would never help in something like this. You are Perfect God and very, very shrewd! May God save one from a God like you!"

Baba broke into a smile and laughed silently. Embracing Ghani, He gestured, "Don't worry, Professor Ughansi; I am always with you, and you are very dear to Me." Such was the Master's humor. Baba then left for Nasik.



Dr. Ghani was fond of solving crossword puzzles from the Illustrated Weekly of India. After completing a puzzle, he would mail it in to enter the contest. Two or three times he won small cash prizes, which he kept a secret.

Once, when Ghani was busy solving the weekly puzzle, Baba came to his room. Looking up, Ghani tried to hide the magazine under his mattress and Baba asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," he replied.

Baba walked over and took out the magazine. Looking at it, Baba remarked, "What was there to hide? I will help you, and if we win, we will split the prize 50-50. I too need money!"

Quite seriously, Baba sat down and they began working out the crossword together. After solving it, Ghani submitted it. A week before the results were to be announced, Baba began asking Ghani about it daily. When the results were finally declared and the correct solution published, Ghani found that they had missed the prize by not less than eleven mistakes. Complaining to Baba he said, "When I was solving the crosswords alone, there would be two or at the most three mistakes.

Here there are eleven!"

Baba joked, "So, you are still interested in solving such things? When I, in spite of being God, committed so many mistakes, you should realize that it is not so easy to solve them and only gets you into more difficulties."



Dr. Ghani was residing with his family in Lonavla. Ghani fell victim to a dishonest moneylender. Some property had been unscrupulously taken from Ghani by fraud and the man and his wife who had done this had been murdered on the same day. Ghani was falsely accused of their murder and he became so depressed that he decided to commit suicide.

On the night of Wednesday, 3rd June 1936, Ghani drank heavily and went to drown himself in Walvan Lake. But when he reached it, he felt dizzy and sat down, and then began thinking of his life. Disgusted with his plight, he started cursing the three Spiritual Masters he had known - Hazrat Babajan, Upasni Maharaj and Meher Baba! He bitterly swore, "Of what use is Meher Baba to me when I am surrounded by difficulties on all sides and He does not help me?

What sort of power does He have and what 'Experience'? He is supposed to know all, but following Him is useless!" Although Ghani had fully intended to commit suicide, after venting his spleen, he was lulled to sleep by the cool breezes.

Meanwhile, that very night, Baba became restless and suddenly left Meherabad early the next morning by car. Adi Sr. drove his Opel and Nilu accompanied them. They drove first to Talegaon where Baba sorted Amina and Abdulla Jaffer's difficulties. They then went directly to Lonavla. When they reached Ghani's house, he was not there, so they began searching for him. They came to the lake and found Ghani sound asleep on the bank. Baba awakened him. When Ghani saw Baba, he was amazed! He could not speak and tears welled up in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Baba asked him.

Stunned, Ghani haltingly murmured, "Baba, I have abused you so much. Yet you love me so much!"

"Your abuse brought Me here," Baba gestured. "It was sweeter than nectar to Me! Compared to words of appreciation and praise from hypocrites, curses from My lovers are much sweeter!" Ghani burst out weeping and Baba embraced him.



One day during, 1921, Dr. Ghani came to Poona to see Baba, who inquired, "How is your dispensary doing?"

Ghani complained, "Despite my best efforts to obtain certain medicines from America, I have not received my order. This delay is a nuisance and I am wondering what to do about it."

"Write one more letter to the company in America," Baba suggested, "But bring that letter to Me first. Let Me write the address on the envelope and we'll see what happens."

Ghani complied, but remarked, "I have been trying to obtain these medicines for the past two years. The company does not even reply, so I doubt if one more letter will help."

Baba replied, "You will see. You'll receive the medicines on the day I set foot in Bombay, which I plan to do soon." Ghani wrote out the order. Baba then wrote the address on the envelope and Ghani mailed it that day.

After some days, Baba decided to visit Bombay. Ghani was in Poona at the time and travelled back to Bombay with Him and His companions. Baba wryly said to the group, "Let's go see the great doctor's dispensary." When they arrived, Ghani opened the door and noticed a letter in the mailbox. It was an invoice from the American company about the dispatch of the medicines he wanted. Discovering Baba's words to be coming true, Ghani was again profoundly impressed with Meher Baba's omniscience.

Later, accompanied by Munshiji, Baba visited Dr. Ghani's dispensary and inquired how he was doing. Ghani bitterly complained that the dispensary had shown no progress, very few patients had come, and he was disgusted with his medical practice. Baba advised, "If you sweep your dispensary and keep it clean yourself for six months, instead of having the servant do it, you will prosper both materially and spiritually."

Dr. Ghani had been advised to sweep his dispensary himself for six months, with the assurance that he would have a successful medical practice.

Ghani acted accordingly, but instead of his business prospering, there was further financial loss. One day Baba asked him, "If I permitted you to live in the Manzil, would you be able to return here by seven o'clock every evening after your dispensary closes?" Ghani replied that it was not possible. Baba then said, "According to the Manzil's rules, you must return by seven o'clock. It is better if you now dispose of your dispensary altogether and live with Me." Ghani agreed and, on 12th July 1922, he closed his dispensary for good, and was given a single room at the Manzil. This is what Baba had meant by "success," but it was not the kind of prosperity Ghani had envisioned. A few months later, the dispensary's turnover improved in the hands of a new doctor. (Lord Meher)



Goher was born to Freni and Minoo Kharas, one of Avatar Meher Baba's closest disciples. Goher has had the rare privilege of being named by Meher Baba Himself and she spent a childhood filled with stories, experiences and teachings of Meher Baba, through the life of her father, Minoo, narrated in His biography, 'The God-Seeker.'

She met Meher Baba for the first time in 1962 at the East-West Gathering in Pune, and again in 1965, at Guru Prasad. Goher's home in Karachi was the central Meher Baba Center, where many seekers came to learn about the Avatar. Goher lived with her husband, Danny and mother, Freni, in Florida.

In 1923, at Quetta, Baba played with all of Rusi's children but Baba was most attentive to Goher and Katie. Goher was only seven years old and Katie was three. Baba became their perfect playmate and would teach them games. While playing carrom one day, Baba quietly lifted up one of the pieces. "Baba, you're cheating!" Goher complained. "Play fairly." The Master laughed.

In 1931, Goher likewise received much of Baba's attention. Quetta was intensely cold and Goher was sleeping in bed, covered by a heavy blanket. One night Baba entered her room at 4:00 A.M. and slowly pulled at the end of the blanket. Feeling the cold, Goher was roused from her sleep and was startled to find Baba standing before her. Baba indicated to her, "You feel cold now, but I have come on earth to give the warmth of God's love. Once you completely possess that love, you will never feel cold!"

Goher Irani had moved to Ahmednagar from Quetta in 1932 with her brother, Jal. The rest of her family moved in 1933, following Baba's warnings to leave Quetta before a terrible earthquake struck in 1935. All in the family were devoted to Baba, especially Goher and her sister Katie. On 22nd August, "Rusi Pop" (as Goher's father came to be known) arrived in Nasik and then Ahmednagar.

Goher Irani came to India in 1932 from Quetta with her brother, Jal. As wished by Baba, she studied medicine in Bombay and staying with the Dadachanji family. The rest of her family had moved to Ahmednagar in 1933, following Baba's warnings to leave Quetta before a terrible earthquake struck in 1935. All in the family were devoted to Baba, especially Goher and her sister Katie. During school vacations, Goher would come to Meherabad to see Baba.

In 1944, Goher R. Irani, had finished medical school and had come to Ahmednagar to stay with her family. Although she very much wanted to be with Baba, her mother Khorshed was disconsolate and wept at the thought of yet another daughter leaving her to join Meher Baba's ashram. Goher's sister, Katie, had been one of the resident women mandali since 1938, so their mother wished Goher to work as a doctor and live at home. Goher's father Rusi Pop, however, had no objection and wanted her to remain with Baba, if that was her true desire. Goher wrote to Baba that after her mother's demise, she would come and stay with him.

Baba sent for her through Adi Sr. and asked her, "Don't you want to be with Me?"

Goher replied, "There is no other joy in my life than to be with you. I want to stay with you more than anything else! But Mother is crying and crying over the prospect."

"Tell her I will keep you here for some time and then send you back," Baba instructed.

So, during the period of His stay at Pimpalgaon in 1944, Baba would call Goher to discuss these matters. Goher was accustomed to such visits from her college days, when she would come to Baba during vacations.

Dr. Goher was very concerned and attentive towards Baba health.

Baba began fasting on liquids from 17th October 1966, and to please Goher and the women and men mandali, He would eat a little food once in 24 hours just to show He was ingesting something. The first day, Goher came to Baba in mandali hall with a cup of tea and a banana and then left for some work. Peeling off the skin, Baba put a little of the fruit in His mouth and gave the rest to Kumar and Pukar. Kumar joked, "Goher will have to be told not to leave the hall unless Baba has finished eating." When Baba was sipping His tea, Goher reappeared. So Baba gave the rest of the tea to her. Such was the way He would take "nourishment" during the 21 days of His fast.

In year 1948, Goher had to go to Bombay to appear for her medical board exam and she returned on 24th October 1948.

In Pimpalgaon, a village woman died after giving birth to a baby boy named after the saint Gorakhnath. Baba had the child brought to Meherazad and instructed Goher to look after the baby.

In year 1948, Baba asked Goher to keep and breed ducks in a small pond in Meherazad. Goher was an allopathic physician, and although she knew how to care for a baby, she was at a loss when it came to serving as a foster mother to ducks. Still, by consulting a reference book, she became astute on the subject and carried out her duty using the latest methods in animal husbandry.

Once, bazaar man was about to leave for his daily purchases, Goher discovered she needed more feed for her wards. Without asking Baba, nothing could be ordered or accepted from outside, or sent from Meherazad, and so Goher, like the others, had to ask His permission about each and every item. Baba was engaged in imparting some spiritual points to Don and Ghani for God Speaks, when Goher frantically went to Him and blurted out, "Baba, the feed for the ducks is finished!"

"Do you have any sense?" Baba asked. "Here I am explaining sublime spiritual subjects - and you barge in and ask about feed!? How did you ever become a doctor? Your brain is filled with sawdust! From the seventh plane, you've brought us down to ducks!" Thereafter, Baba repeated the scene word for word for the amusement of the other women, who all had a good laugh.

On 22nd June 1959, Baba entered the Blue Bus to begin His 40-day seclusion. Baba was also to fast during the seclusion. For the first eight days He ate only one meal a day, drinking tea or coffee once. Baba dictated following assignment to Dr. Goher;

6.30 A.M. - Goher should supply three buckets to Kaka to bring water.

7:45 A.M. - Goher to give Kaka three slices of bread for Baba.

8:00 A.M. - Goher should supply tea and coffee sets to Kaka.

8:45 A.M. - Goher to give Kaka drinking water for Baba.

5:00 P.M. - Goher to give Kaka food for Baba consisting of rice and dal.

On 15th October 1949, Baba paid a final visit to Meherabad to inspect the travelling kits containing the necessary items to be taken by each of those accompanying Him. He decided that Goher along with other four ladies would accompany Him in His New Life tour.

In 1950, at Dehradun, Baba also had trouble in His eyes. His eyes discharged a sticky substance and became painfully swollen, and at the same time, He had the continual sensation of something gritty in His eyes. Goher applied penicillin or silver nitrate ointment, but Baba got an allergic reaction to this which made it worse. Goher did her best to treat him, but Baba received little relief.

In 1952, Goher also accompanied Baba on His western trip along with other ladies. Goher kept a brief diary of their trip.

In September 1958, Gadekar began having sleeping trouble at nights. Baba had Goher give him seven sleeping pills for seven days. He was also suffering from asthma, so Benadryl syrup was given to him. Despite Goher's clear instructions to take only one tablet before sleeping, the next morning Gadekar swallowed all seven sleeping pills. When it was discovered, Baba called him and asked why he had made such a stupid error. Goher then gave him some apples, and Baba kept him seated beside Him. This seemed to mitigate any adverse reaction, because the tablets apparently had no ill effect on him. Soon after, Gadekar's worries left him, his mood changed and he appeared happy.

Baba's health continued to worsen during His seclusion. Goher requested Him to call in outside physicians, Baba replied, "During the seclusion period, I wish neither to consult any outside doctors, nor will I go to them. My body may remain or go; I have to complete My work." He did, however, permit Goher.

"Day by day My health will deteriorate," He had remarked the day before. Even in that state, Baba began plans for a long fast. Goher pleaded with Him to drop the idea. She started weeping and so did Pukar. Baba observed, "No doubt, My health is ruined, but if you people remain happy, it will be a help in My work

Baba asked her crossly, "Then have you come here