On Sunday, 21 February 1943, Memo fell and suffered a brain hemorrhage. She was rushed to the hospital, but the doctors said they could not save her and that she would not survive. Baba was in Mahabaleshwar and was informed immediately. Two days later, on the 23rd, Baba arrived at the mandali's quarters at eight o'clock in the morning, and instructed Chanji to leave for Poona to help his brothers (Jalbhai, Beheram and Adi Jr.) deal with the crisis.
Baba also warned, "My mother might pass on, so inform all concerned in Bombay, Ahmednagar, and elsewhere, to be ready at any moment for the news."
Chanji left on the afternoon bus and arrived in Poona at seven in the evening. Baba's three brothers were at the hospital, watching over their mother.
Memo was brought home on Thursday, 25 February, but she was still unconscious. Yet she had a pleasant smile on her face, as if she were watching something magnificent. That night, at 9:40 P.M., Memo passed away at the age of 65, merging forever in the Ocean of bliss. Chanji recorded:
The end was remarkably calm and sudden. Just a quarter of an hour ago, we had seen her breathing hard, as usual. While Adi Jr., Beheram, and myself were lightly chitchatting in Beheram's house, there was a sudden call that Shireenmai was collapsing. We rushed to her bed to find the end was coming. But so smooth was the final stage (about fifteen minutes) that none could definitely say when it truly ended.
Baba received a telegram that night and came directly to Poona from Mahabaleshwar. It was late when he arrived, but he did not enter Baba House to see Memo's last remains, but instead stood outside at a distance in the lane. Shortly thereafter, he went to Bindra House with Eruch, who had accompanied him.
At Bindra House, Baba remarked to Gaimai, "It is good Memo died before I came. Had she not died, I would not have allowed her to die, and she would have suffered greatly. She would have slowly recovered, but she would have been paralyzed for life."
Gaimai related to Baba that when Memo had breathed her last, she (Gaimai) had seen many tiny, shimmering, golden hands emerge from Shireenmai's nostrils and hover over her before floating away.
Baba's final remark was: "She is now freed."
Shireenmai! Age will always remember you! "How blessed you were to have given birth to the Avatar!"