“”But that would have shocked the world. So, he did not express that. He was a perfect drunkard, perfect sinner, perfect rogue — perfect in everything. He must have been because he was, above all, a perfect God!"
"But was it necessary for Krishna to show himself as a perfect murderer?"
“”"I have stated, when it is necessary, these Perfect Souls express their perfection in everything. For the spiritual benefit of the world, I can be perfect in any mode of life I have to adopt, not merely to show perfection [but for my work]. Every aspect of life is contained in the highest state of perfection — perfection in the world, perfection in yoga, perfection in attachment, perfection in detachment!"
Baba then asked him, "What is it you really want? What is it that you really desire and need?"
The man said, "I am in search of a Perfect Teacher who can lead me to Perfection and satisfy me."
“”Baba said, "And I too am looking for a perfect disciple who could satisfy me! But I don't find any! Tell me the truth, what do you really want?"
The man, somewhat confused, answered, "I want to gain perfection by material ways and means. I must first find the ways and means to fill the hungry bellies of my starving countrymen before launching on a spiritual campaign."
“”"Yes, you are right," replied Baba. "When people are starving, you cannot preach spirituality. They will not listen. Come after fifteen days. I will then reveal to you something — something very simple."
Helen Dahm had recovered from her abdominal illness and come to Jabalpur from Bhopal with Irene on 23 March. After three more weeks in India, on 17 April, Baba sent her and Hedi Mertens back home to Switzerland. Chanji took them to Bombay along with Gulmai and Beheram. They sailed three days later. Before leaving, Hedi told Chanji, "Tell Baba that physically I am going, but in spirit I will always be with him. There is none like Baba in the world!"
Age noted: "Separation from the Beloved is real suffering, and the pain of such spiritual agony only a heart torn away from him knows. Tears are powerless to express the depth of such suffering. But the fire ignited by tears has power, and the Beloved is touched by it. Once the fire of his remembrance is lit, it never stops burning, and is extinguished only when the lover is burnt to ashes.
