Baba and company had been traveling virtually nonstop for four days when they arrived in Ajmer at ten at night on the 15th. They went immediately to a dharamshala. Leaving their luggage in a room, they proceeded to Chacha's residence (even though they had been traveling all day in a crowded train and were exhausted). Chacha was staying at the time in a room of a house in Ajmer. Upstairs in the attic lived a Muslim mujawar (caretaker of a shrine, or attendant to a holy being). The caretaker knew Baba, and whenever Baba came he would arrange things for him. The house was situated on a main thoroughfare, and there was a throng of people surrounding the majzoob during the day. Baba therefore went late, because he wanted to contact Chacha only when he was alone.
When Baba arrived, Baidul called out to the mujawar. Chacha was fast asleep, but when he heard Baidul's shouting, out of sheer joy he fell off his bed and tumbled down the stairs to receive his illustrious guests. Baba sat with Chacha for an hour and a half. He compensated the caretaker handsomely, as his work with the majzoob had gone very satisfactorily. Baba and the men returned to the dharamshala at 2:00 A.M.
In Jodhpur, Baba contacted two masts with whom he had worked the previous year. The first was Mastani Mai, the advanced female mast who was famous throughout the region. The old woman, carrying an assortment of bundles, wore many golden bracelets, rings, silver coins and other ornaments given to her by barren women whose prayers for a child she had answered.
Also in Jodhpur, Baba again contacted Nanga Sadhu. This was the high sixth-plane mast who, when people approached, he would hide his face behind his hands and look through his fingers.
Traveling on to Bareilly, Baba contacted Bashir Mian , an elderly, lean mast, who was seldom seen eating, and also reputedly never slept. He was a mental-conscious Muslim saint who had 30 to 40 men and women disciples, with whom he lived. In the evenings, these disciples would gather round him, play music and sing, and become ecstatic.
The saint Bashir Mian had a public kitchen in Bareilly for the sole purpose of feeding the poor.
Also in Bareilly, there was a fierce, old jalali mast known as Jara Shah , who was much revered and could literally walk into anyone's house and be greeted with utmost respect.