It seems to all that I give promises, and break all of them. But I fulfill all of them. I am master of the art of telling lies, of giving promises and not fulfilling them. But remember, I am beyond all that too, and therefore I fulfill every promise given.
– Meher Baba (26 January 1956)
Wada Shikan (The Promise Breaker)
https://meherbabasongslyrics.wordpress.com/ai-wada-shikan-the-promise-breaker/
. . . He wants to burn the false life of others; therefore, He burns his cloak of illusion which He has worn for others. He becomes like a candle, and as soon as the candle starts burning, moths gather around it. The candle goes on burning and burning, and thousands of moths burn in it. Thus He suffers for others and makes others suffer for Him.
– Meher Baba (26 February 1954)
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Saadagi To Hamari Zara Dekhiye
by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan Qawwal and Party
https://youtu.be/TFWn6-uyamw
सादगी तो हमारी ज़रा देखिये
ऐतबार आपके वादे पर कर लिया
मस्ती में एक हसीं को खुदा कह गए हैं हम
जो कुछ भी कह गए हैं पजा कह गए हैं हम
सादगी तो हमारी ज़रा देखिये, सादगी तो . . .
बरफ़्तगी तो देखो हमारे खुलूस की
किस सादगी से तुझको खुदा कह गये हैं हम
सादगी तो हमारी ज़रा देखिये, सादगी तो हमारी . . .
किस शौक किस तमन्ना किस दर्जा सादगी से
हम आपकी शिकायत करते हैं आप ही से
सादगी तो हमारी ज़रा देखिये, सादगी तो हमारी . . .
तेरे आताफ़ के रूदाद हो गये हैं हम
बड़े खुलूस से बर्बाद हो गये हैं हम, ज़रा देखिये
सादगी तो हमारी ज़रा देखिये
ऐतबार आपके वादे पर कर लिया
बात तो सिर्फ इक रात की थी मगर
इंतज़ार आप का उम्र भर कर लिया
इश्क़ में उलझनें पहले ही कम न थी
और पैदा नया दर्द-ए-सर कर लिया
लोग डरते हैं क़ातिल की परछाई से
हमने क़ातिल के दिल में भी घर कर लिया
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और सितमगर का था
शिकवा किया सितम का तो नमदीदा हो गये
तुम तो ज़रा सी बात पे रंजीदा हो गये
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और सितमगर का था,
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और सितमगर का . . .
तेरा जुल्म नहीं हैं शामिल गर मेरी बर्बादी में
फिर ये आँखे भीग रही हैं क्यों मेरे अफ़साने से
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और सितमगर का था,
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और सितम . . .
मेरी हालत देख कर तुम क्यों परेशाँ हो गये
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और सितमगर का था,
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और . . .
ज़िक्र इक बेवफा और सितमगर का था
आप का ऐसी बातों से क्या वास्ता
आप तो बेवफा और सितमगर नहीं
आप ने किस लिए मुँह उधर कर लिया
जब तुलू आफताब होता है गम के सागर उछाल देता हूँ
तज़्करा जब वफ़ा का होता है मैं तुम्हारी मिसाल देता हूँ
आप तो बेवफा और सितमगर नहीं आप तो बेवफा . . .
क्यूँ आँख मिलायी थी क्यूँ आग लगाई थी
अब रुख क्यूँ छुपा बैठे, कर के मुझे दीवाना
आप तो बेवफा और सितमगर नहीं
आप ने किस लिए मुँह उधर कर लिया
ज़िन्दगी-भर के शिकवे गिले थे बहुत
वक़्त इतना कहाँ था कि दोहराते हम
एक हिचकी में कह डाली सब दास्ताँ
हमने क़िस्से को यूं मुख़्तसर कर लिया
मुख़्तसर – संक्षिप्त
बेक़रारी मिलेगी लुटेगा सुकून
चैन छिन जायेगा नींद उड़ जाएगी
अपना अंजाम सब हम को मालूम था
आप से दिल का सौदा मगर कर लिया
ज़िन्दगी के सफर में बहुत दूर तक
जब कोई दोस्त आया न हमको नज़र
हमने घबरा के तन्हाइयों से ‘सबा’
एक दुश्मन को खुद हमसफ़र कर लिया
सादगी तो हमारी ज़रा देखिये
ऐतबार आपके वादे पर कर लिया . . .
January 1956,
. . . Baba asked Kumar to repeat the story of Krishna and his blessings. Kumar narrated the incident: “It is said that when Uttara’s son Parikshit was born, he was stillborn. Krishna said, ‘I have performed no miracles, but if I have never spoken a lie, if I have never broken promises given, if I have never done anything harmful to others — only then let the child breathe with life!’ “
Baba commented, “The child did become alive to the surprise of all, but the prayer offered by Krishna was a source of great amusement. Krishna had knowingly emphasized all his apparent drawbacks, playing upon the minds of his kith and kin and his devotees in order to open their eyes to the fact that all that he appeared to say was in fact only appearances. And whatever he actually said, he fulfilled every word of it.
“Krishna was telling lies in the general opinion of all, and I am Krishna. I am a past master in the art of telling lies, of giving promises and not fulfilling them. But remember, I am beyond all that too, and therefore I fulfill every promise given.”
Baba explained, “Originally I gave you a promise to stay at Sakori for seven days. Then I sent word that I would stay for two days. I have now fulfilled the original promise by staying here for seven hours! In eternity, seven days or seven hours are just the same.” Everyone present, including Baba himself and Godavri, had a hearty laugh.
Baba concluded with this advice: “Keep your hearts clean and love me. Don’t let any other thoughts intervene. When the heart is clean, I abide in it. As soon as the heart is cleansed of filth [sanskaras], I am found there, as I am there already.”
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April 1955,
. . . Baba then stated:
Now how to explain about my promises? Baba is helpless in explaining! Why? Whatever Baba does or explains is beyond [human] understanding — and it is not one’s fault not to understand me. For how can you understand the Perfect One?
Some such things had happened at the times of Jesus and Muhammad. Jesus was crucified and Muhammad was stoned and had to flee [Mecca]! Such actions on the part of Perfect Ones are not understood by the people.
I give promises and break them. This has been going on continually. Some mandali members think if I stop giving promises, I will be honored much. If some intimate ones feel like this, what would those lovers think who get my sahavas [intimate company] only occasionally. Yet sometimes I myself think, why should I act like this? But that is all!
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… As a matter of fact, Avatars, Sadgurus and Masters never reveal their way of working. If they do so, it entails more work for them. The Sufis say, “One who has found the Truth, hides it eternally.” And it is absolutely so. This means that one who is God-realized never reveals the Truth in ordinary words.
– Meher Baba
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Once, in Cannes, in discussing a letter which He had recently received, and in which the writer was bewailing the fact that Meher Baba’s promises were not materializing according to schedule, he indicated to me that everything he had promised would come true, “but in own time and in my own way.”
Avatar by Jead Adriel, page 145
https://www.ambppct.org/Book_Files/con1-avatar199-meher.pdf
October 1933, London
. . . Herbert spoke out, “You promise to speak, but you do not do it. What will the world think of you?”
Baba replied:
It is good for mankind, rather essential, to adhere to religious and moral principles and observe religious bindings; but for the spiritual path, they are unnecessary. I am beyond all principles, bindings, laws and matters pertaining to worldly duties. I am Perfect and for me there is no restraint or binding. I have broken all barriers and I have gone beyond all laws.
According to the moral code of the world, one’s word or promise is considered by mankind to be sacred. But he who has gone beyond time, space, cause and effect is not limited by anything. For him, there is no such thing as bondage. The infinite cannot be bound by anything finite, however sublime the aim may be. This means that one cannot limit the limitless!
For this reason and without your asking, I give you promises and your aim will be fulfilled at the proper time. But I also know that a promise can be a time-serving device. It is not meant for fulfillment, but necessitated by circumstances. It is a demand of the situation and so I do not care for its resultant reaction.
Therefore, I do not worry about the world’s criticism, or its terrible slander and harm to my work for not keeping my promise. I purposely create and court such opposing reactions and nurture them! Such an opposition is required for my work to give it a great punch. I am beyond praise and slander, and they do not affect me in the least!
All those who care for name and fame and worldly success, fearing criticism and scandal, are only ordinary human beings. They want to preserve their prestige at any cost. Their “name” alone matters to them above money, life and everything else.
I am the Truth. No amount of voluminous praise will raise me higher, nor can any carping criticism pull me down. I am what I am and will ever be so.
So whatever I do, I do for my work, which encompasses and sees to the welfare of all.
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It seems to all that I give promises, and break all of them. But I fulfill all of them.
I am master of the art of telling lies, of giving promises and not fulfilling them. But remember, I am beyond all that too, and therefore I fulfill every promise given.
– Meher Baba
26 January 1956, Sakori,
Glow International Magazine, Aug 1993 p9
http://www.meherbabadnyana.net/life_eternal/Book_One/Coming_Attractions_2.htm
Assissi, 1932
. . . Discoursing about how the Master gives and fulfills his promises, Baba explained to them:
The promises given by the Masters are never vague or unfulfilled. They always come true and are fulfilled, but in their proper time. The question of time depends on the conditions or circumstances in which they are given. When Masters give their promises, they are given from the mental, or subtle, or physical plane, and thus differ in the time of their fulfillment accordingly.
For example, if a train is rushing ahead at full speed and the brakes are applied, the train does not come all at once to an immediate halt due to the momentum. It stops gradually. The period for the fulfillment of my promises is just like this momentum. If I give a promise from the gross plane, it is fulfilled exactly at the time given and comes true. If a promise is given from the subtle plane, the momentum, or force of fulfillment, is halved; the promise takes a certain amount of time, for its fulfillment was given from a higher plane. If a promise is given from the mental plane, it takes even longer for fulfillment — like a train at full throttle takes longer to come to a dead stop when the brakes are applied.
This is why the promises given by me at different times vary in the period and details of their fulfillment. Out of sheer ignorance and inability to understand the secret behind it, you misjudge my way of working. This is the reason why some people have doubts about my power and ability to fulfill the promises I have given. They blame, ridicule and slander me in public and in private. But I go on doing my work in my own way, refusing to explain or disclose the manner in which I do it.
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November 1955,
… Baba next recounted his meeting with Mahatma Gandhi on board the steamship SS Rajputana, when Baba was on his way to England in 1931:
When I was on my way to the West for the first time, Gandhi was on the same boat. For three days, he came to my cabin regularly and stayed upwards of two hours at a time. I was using the alphabet board then. Mahadev Desai used to accompany him but would remain outside the cabin. Gandhi’s heart was incomparable; it was pure gold. When he came I would make him sit beside me. He would go on asking questions and I would answer them.
Why am I telling you all this? Because it has a connection with this stretching of your feet and feeling free in front of me.
One day Gandhi told me in Gujarati, “Baba, you must speak now so that the whole world may listen to you.” He had read some of my literature and also about my silence and Godhood in an issue of Meher Message. I replied, “I will speak soon,” but still the promise is not kept. Why? Because eternally it has been my habit to give promises and break them, because I am eternally free from all bindings. I told this to Gandhi, too. He laughed. Mahadev Desai knocked on the door and said it was time to go. But Gandhi told him to wait a while, because we were still discussing things.
Gandhi promised that when India became independent, he would join and be with me. These were his words. Look at this old man’s heart! He had no equal! When everything was over, and he was about to leave, he asked, “Baba, why don’t you wear a khadi cap and clothes?” I laughed much at his remark, and after embracing me, he left.
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August 1926,
… Zoroaster’s birthday was celebrated on 15 August 1926. Baba sometimes explained about the past Avatars to the mandali. On the 16th, he revealed about Prophet Muhammad:
Infidels knocked out the teeth of Prophet Muhammad and he did not let out even a single sigh!
As Masters, our ways are quite opposite to the ways of the world. We outwardly harass those who love us, and we do nothing to those who despise us. We nourish our enemies and kill our friends!
Muhammad was one of us and his teeth were broken by stones. Look at what happened to Jesus — he was crucified. We crush the eyeballs of our lovers underneath our heels and ignore our foes. We mercilessly tyrannize our lovers and even murder them.
But no one has the right or the daring to ask us why we do it.
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Naaz and Niaz (26 February 1954),
[shama and parvana (candle and moth)]
. . . The next morning, Friday, 26 February 1954, at eight o’clock, Baba informed Ramjoo he wanted to dictate something about the Sufi terms naaz and niaz, and asked for Kishan Singh, who was not present but doing some work where the mandali were staying. Baba complained, “Whenever I get the urge to say something important, things go wrong; either the microphone does not work, disturbances take place, the persons concerned are not present. Something always comes in my way!”
After fifteen minutes, however, Kishan Singh joined the group at Baba’s residence, whereupon Baba dictated:
Today, I want to explain naaz and niaz. In olden days, Sufis always stressed this point about naaz and niaz, shama and parvana [candle and moth]. Later on, these terms became so common that every Muslim poet, big or small, started using them.
Now, naaz literally means nakhra, coquetry, hard to please, never satisfied, and is said to be one of the chief attributes of the Beloved. Sufis refer to God and Perfect Masters as the perfect personification of naaz — always full of naaz. Why? Because they are independent and indifferent, beparvah — no care for anything, completely detached.
Now, you might think that God, Who is the source of everything, and the Sadgurus, who are God personified, how could they be beparvah? It sounds absurd. It is because God is absolutely independent and indifferent.
Niaz means to dance to every naaz [whim, outrageous demand] of the Beloved, to his every mood. Niaz does not mean obedience, but surrenderance.
To carry out the nakhra of God and the Sadgurus is a great thing. It means to dance to every tune of the Beloved, who is absolutely independent and indifferent. So also is God. And a lover of God is dependent on every whim of the Beloved. It sounds absurd that a Sadguru is indifferent and independent, and his lover is totally dependent — dependent not on the Sadguru, but on every independent nakhra of the Sadguru. But this is so.
Now the second aspect is most wonderful. We just now talked of God and the Sadguru’s independent nature. That “nature” is of the Infinite Reality; but the Sadguru has taken a form of illusion. In the form of a Sadguru, God, with His full indifference and infinity behind Him, takes the cloak of illusion. Now what happens is, that as soon as this illusory garb [the body] is worn, the Sadguru takes upon himself all the sufferings of the whole universe, [which are] caused by ignorance, which is the basis of illusion.
Now I will explain the paradox of why a Sadguru or the Avatar, who enjoys infinite bliss, is said to be simultaneously suffering infinitely.
When I say, “Deshmukh, no one in the whole universe suffers like me,” he smiles and replies, “Baba, how can you, who are the source of bliss, ever suffer?” The Sadguru has put on this cloak of illusion. Why? To make others enmeshed in illusion become infinite like him. He sees the suffering of others — the lepers, the lame, those who need money, others who want a son. He hears their cries: “Save us, save us from this suffering!”
He sees all this with the cloak of illusion he has taken upon himself; but, with the eternal infinite bliss as his background, he experiences that all that suffering is nothing. It is just ignorance. So he does not pay attention to their illusory suffering. He wants the sufferers to really suffer, and in this Real Suffering he wants them to burn their illusory suffering — meaning, to undergo those sufferings [for God] which will burn their false lives.
But how to do it? How to create in them the Real Suffering? So through his cloak of illusion, the Sadguru suffers the most. He wants to burn the false life of others; therefore, he burns his cloak of illusion which he has worn for others. He becomes like a candle, and as soon as the candle starts burning, moths gather around it. The candle goes on burning and burning, and thousands of moths burn in it. Thus he suffers for others and makes others suffer for him.
Baba concluded: “In this way, by wearing the cloak of illusion, the God-Man plays the dual role of suffering and making others suffer. But that suffering liberates them.”
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April 1959,
. . . Homi Desai of Lahore came for Baba’s darshan. He came after several years and was eager to lay some of his problems before Baba. But on seeing him, Baba stated, “Homi, just sit here quietly for five minutes and then leave.” Homi sat down, but his mind was in turmoil. After five minutes Baba asked him to go, and he left highly disappointed. He thought that he had lost his chance, but Baba sent someone with a message to tell him to come the next day. The whole night he kept awake, worries filling his mind. He appeared the next morning, but Baba again told him to keep quiet and leave after five minutes. Homi flushed with anger, but Baba asked him to come again the following day.
The third day, deeply troubled, Homi arrived at Guruprasad. His eyes were red from lack of sleep and his mind was churning. “Sit here for five minutes and don’t say anything,” Baba stated. “Then go.”
At first Baba took no notice of him, but the next moment when Baba gazed at him, his clouded mind cleared and inwardly he received the sought-after answers to his questions. Greatly heartened, Homi folded his hands and said to Baba, “Thank you,” and then exclaimed, “What a butcher you are to slaughter one so slowly!”
Baba replied with a smile, “Only slow butchering leads one to the Goal. A quick end keeps you where you are.”
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January 1963
. . . Knowing Baba enjoyed ghazals the most, Watve had specially learned some. At one point, explaining about divine love, Baba observed:
Divine love is the gift of God to man. It can be compared with the grace of the Sadguru which enables man to realize God in a flash. The true lover of God [Mard-e-Khuda] is he whose whole life has become like dust.
The agony of love is so dear to him that, although it burns him to ashes, he will not part with it for anything! Though it may make him an outcast from society, a stranger to sleep, hunger and comfort, he prizes this blissful torture above all things in creation. Only God can implant this divine love in the human heart.
The lover continually burns within himself in the fire of divine love. But the wonder is, that despite leading such a life of consummation, the real lover keeps it hidden within himself as an invaluable treasure. He does not want to give it up. His burning within is blissful, although in its fire he ultimately becomes the very dust!
Even such heroes don’t obtain my grace.
Out of millions, only a rare one gets this nazar, this grace. This Path is not for the weak and the faint-hearted! Where even the Mard-e-Khuda is unsuccessful [in gaining my grace], what to say of you people here? My nazar is always there on all of you, but it is an entirely different nazar, a different grace from the Grace which makes one realize the Self in a fraction of a second.
Explaining the meaning of surrender, Baba continued:
I do not mean the kind of surrender offered by a poor man who came to Meherabad years ago and said he wished to surrender everything to me. When I asked what the “everything” was, he replied: “Myself, my wife and four children!” I could not accept such “surrender”!
Then, when I was in Toka [in 1928], one sadhu in quest of the Truth wished for God-realization. I told him no suffering or sacrifice was too great for it, and advised him to sit under a tree without food or water. He sat there for ten days, but thereafter, one night he abruptly disappeared.
God can never be fooled by outward show of church [ceremonies], [ritualistic] prayers, kusti [sacred thread] and ringing of bells [in temples]. He is deaf to all that and is not fooled. Only love, true love, can move Him. Love is a gift from God to man, and Realization is only [gained] by the grace of the Perfect Master.
God is nearer to you than your own self, but you are not aware of it because of the seven veils. If one veil is removed, another is there to be removed, and so on it goes. Up to the fourth plane, the pilgrim on the Path is liable to succumb to worldly temptations. Only the nazar of a Perfect Master can save him because, at every step, the seeker on the Path meets with obstacles.
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March 1940,
. . . On the 4th, Pilamai and her daughter, Silla, arrived from Karachi to join the ashram in Bangalore. On the 6th, Dr. Jamshed D. Patel of Bangalore and Mr. N. Pestonji came to see Baba. In the course of conversation with them, Baba said:
“Although I am in seclusion and keep silence throughout, I am now very busy working internally for future developments. You will see the upheavals that will take place very soon. The war will take a very serious turn, bringing untold misery and ruination all around.”
Pestonji interjected, “Mr. Sumner Welles [U.S. Undersecretary of State] is trying to negotiate for peace; let us hope that he will be successful.”
Smiling, Baba made a play on words, “It is like digging a well in summer! [meaning something unfruitful]. Nothing will come out of it. The world will soon plunge into the throes of a war never before seen or heard of.”
“But Baba, what about the thousands of lives that will be lost?” asked Pestonji. “Can’t they be saved?”
“The war is necessary. All this destruction will purge the world of dirt, cleanse it of filth so that a new order can be established.
“There are millions and millions of holes in my body because of the suffering of the world. But because of my infinite bliss and power, I can withstand it.
“Suppose you have a boil on your finger which is septic. You do not cut off the whole finger because of it! You bear it because the finger is part of your body. In the same way, I consider all as mine and I suffer, but I do not destroy myself and slaughter all. I put up with it and suffer because all are a part of my Universal Body.”
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There lived in Bombay a family, father, mother, two daughters and a son, who loved Meher Baba very much. One day the wife had a heart attack, and the distraught husband went to Baba and told Him of her illness. Baba comforted him telling him not to worry about it, but rather spend his time being concerned with his own salvation. The wife did fully recover, but later the husband died! This, the wife in her love for Baba accepted, knowing that the ebb and flow of happiness in her life was in accordance with His Will.
Time passed. She educated the children despite very considerable financial difficulties. She even managed to send the son, who was brilliant in his studies and whom she particularly loved, to England for further studies. Their intense love for Baba did sustain them, yet the mother’s hopes for the future centred in this son, appearing as he did, to be on the threshold of a promising new phase in life.
Then one day [January 1958], in London, the son had a severe heart attack. Adi, Meher Baba’s younger brother, went to see him in hospital and naturally sought to console and comfort him. But the son replied that he was not worried at all, that he felt Beloved Baba’s Presence, and simply asked that Adi convey his love to Baba. Within half an hour he died with his Beloved’s Name on his lips.
Adi informed Baba who was at the time in Bombay. Baba called Eruch and said, the mother is not physically strong and in addition she has heart trouble. How will she cope with the news if we just send her the cable? Go to her and inform her very tactfully of his death.
On reaching her home, Eruch talked with her on different topics related to Baba, and in a natural way asked about her family’s love for Baba. Yes, replied the mother, they all love Baba very much, she knows that they would not waver in their love, and in the event of her death she is sure they would not cry but would be simply resigned to His Will.
This gave Eruch an opportunity to ask if she herself too was resigned to His Will. ‘Suppose one of your daughters dies, will you cry?’
‘No,’ she replied.
‘Suppose all your children die, will you be distressed?’
‘Never,’ she said.
So Eruch felt she was now ready to hear the news: ‘Meher Baba has sent me to tell you that your son has died of a heart attack. But his love for his Beloved was such that he died with Baba’s Name on his lips. Remember, anyone who dies saying His Name, comes to Him.’
There was pin-drop silence, and after a few minutes, Eruch asked her if she had any message for Baba. She said: ‘Please tell Baba that since my son has died with His Name on his lips and therefore has merged in Him, how can I grieve and be miserable?’
So Eruch replied: ‘If Baba asks you Himself how you feel, you will be able to say this?’
‘Yes,’ said the mother, ‘it is the truth that I am not miserable.’
A few days later Baba did call her, and she did say to her Beloved Lord that she felt no grief over her son’s death. But Baba further tested her by saying that if this was so, she should come to a movie with Him that day (He had promised to take the mandali to see The Ten Commandments).
The mother said, ‘I consider myself most blessed to go with you. I had told my children to go to the movies on my death and not to weep.’ She went, saw the film, and then returned home without shedding a single tear.
A little later Baba called His women mandali and said that it was not good for her health that she had absorbed the sorrow of her son’s death but not shed a single tear. Baba continued that she should be made to weep and so He instructed them to go to her house, talk about the death and cry themselves to lead her to cry. But, Baba said, if she still did not cry, she was to be asked to try and cry! The women did as He had instructed but to no avail. The mother even tried to cry but could not do so.
Hearing this, Baba then called her again to Him. He said to her with such Love and Compassion that only He can project: ‘Your love for Me is truly blessed. Love of this calibre makes Me weep.’
Hearing this and seeing tears forming in His eyes, the mother could no longer control herself. Her tears flowed down her cheeks. She began weeping after a while, but said, “It is not for Curshed that I cry; it is for your love, Baba. Because your love is so great, because I can never be grateful enough for all that you shower on me. Because I do not love you as you ought to be loved.”
One could feel that those tears transformed and washed away so much of the cherished desires and shattered hopes centred around the son she loved so strongly.
How truly is our Beloved the Comforter of the afflicted!
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Lord Meher (page 4239-4241)
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December 1956,
From Sunday, 16 December 1956, Baba began feeling and looking weaker in health. His pain had risen with renewed intensity. Because Baba’s leg was in traction, the sandbag weights would drag him gradually toward the foot of the bed, and when he was shifted up again, he had terrible pains. There were abrasions on his back because of the previous cast and bed sores, but it was impossible to treat them, as the pain in his leg became excruciating whenever he was moved. Also, because he was always on his back, he had pain in his coccyx.
It was exactly 4:00 P.M. on the 16th, while the women were with him, that this incident occurred. Baba was lying down, comparatively peaceful and not in pain, when suddenly the women saw tears pour from his eyes and roll down his cheeks. This weeping was preceded by a lot of finger-moving. After almost a minute of weeping, Baba had his eyes wiped and gestured to them to forget it. Baba explained, “The tears are not for the suffering of my body, but for the suffering of the world to come.”
This suffering for the world was yet to come, the women surmised. Seeing Baba weep was an unusual occurrence. Never before had the women witnessed Baba like this.
The severe bouts of pain continued, and on the 17th, Baba had fever. Two days later, on 19 December, Don brought an orthopedic surgeon from the military hospital named Dr. Samarendra Chandra Chatterjee, who began treating Baba. Chatterjee was 38 years old and a colonel in the army. Baba liked Dr. Chatterjee very much and Dr. Bansod’s treatment was stopped. Chatterjee had more X-rays taken (by an army major nicknamed by Baba Kaka [Uncle] Souri), and had the traction removed, putting Baba’s leg in a Thomas’ splint for two days. On the evening of the 23rd, this splint was also removed and Baba was much more comfortable with his leg free of any encumbrances.
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