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Chapter 15: Seclusion

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They left at 11:30 A.M. with guards riding on each side of the car and strong Baluchi soldiers, with guns in hand, riding on top of the bus. The bus got stuck along the way and was pulled out by Elizabeth's car. They reached Loralai at quarter to seven that evening and stayed in the dak bungalow.
There in Loralai, the boy who had been accompanying them was identified as the son of a vicious dacoit. He had begun giving them trouble, so Baba sent the boy back to Multan. Baba's reason for bringing him was now revealed. The dacoits had not attacked them knowing the boy was traveling with them.
Leaving Loralai on the morning of Tuesday, 11 March 1941 (without any guards), they reached Quetta at five o'clock in the evening. For Baba's accommodation, Rusi Pop had rented Abdul Wahid's bungalow just opposite the Persian Consulate. As soon as Baba arrived, he plunged into his mast work, and remained in seclusion, not seeing anyone.
Three days after they arrived, Baba sent Eruch back to Bangalore, and Baidul, Gustadji, Krishna, Nilu, Venkoba Rao and Vishnu remained with him. Vishnu would do the marketing while Baidul, Krishna and Venkoba looked for masts. Whenever Baba would actually go out to contact the masts, Baidul would always be with him. Krishna and Venkoba would keep nightwatch by Baba's side. Soon after Baba's arrival in Quetta, Pilamai arrived from Karachi and was permitted to stay for a week.
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 monthlong 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!
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