On different occasions, the devotees of the majzoob would go on serving Adi and Kaka tea while Chacha would be uttering, " Cha ... cha !" Then, in a commanding tone, he would say, "Leave!" and then, as they got up, "Stay!"
On their initial contact, when the tea was served, Kaka went on drinking the brew until his stomach was bloated. Adi stopped, reasoning, "Baba hasn't told me to drink all this tea, only to bring the mast." When they told Baba what happened, he sent them back the next day. Again, the same scene was enacted.
It went on like this for some days, until Baba finally indicated, "All right, stop going."
But Baba was not content, and after a few days asked Adi again, "Can't you bring Chacha somehow?"
"Baba, it's futile," Adi replied. "He won't budge!" Nevertheless, Baba sent Adi and Kaka back. When they went, on 17 February, Adi slowly approached Chacha and gently took hold of his arm three times, asking, "Won't you come with us today?" To Adi's amazement, on the third attempt the mast rose to his feet and left with them with no argument. They got into their tonga; Adi in the back, Chacha and Kaka in front. Observing this, Chacha's Muslim caretaker and followers became suspicious and asked where they were taking him.
"To our elder brother," Adi replied.
Of course, Baba knew they were on their way, and Rano had kept hot water ready for Chacha's bath. When they arrived, however, the majzoob refused to get out of the tonga. Baba came outside and took Chacha's hand, and eventually he came down. Chacha had not moved from his spot in many, many years and consequently, he could not walk properly. Kaka and Adi held him under his arms and helped him stumble along.
Inside, Adi was instructed to assist Baba, who revealed that Chacha had not bathed in nearly 30 years! Buckets and buckets of warm water were brought and cup after cup was poured over Chacha to soak his ragged clothes before Baba could strip him and bathe him with soap and water. Baba warned Adi to be very, very gentle when touching Chacha's body. It was extremely difficult for Baba to undress Chacha, as his shirt had literally stuck to the skin of his chest from all the thousands of spilt cups of sugary tea over the years. After soaking him for an hour or two and thus softening the material, Baba had to carefully cut his clothes away with a scissors, piece by piece, before he could bathe him.