Thus, the one-month meeting went on being postponed, which naturally created a sense of detachment in those concerned. By degrees, Baba's trustworthy workers became impervious to the transient, impermanent life of illusion so deeply rooted in them, and their increasing inclination toward following Baba's words made them gradually long only for his love.
Daulat Singh had spread Meher Baba's name in Srinagar well, and the devout became eager for his darshan. At the time of Chanji's burial, Dhar, Ganjoo and Kain had the chance of seeing Baba (Ganjoo and Kain for the first time), and Baba's smile had turned that sad occasion of bereavement into a joyful one of celebration for them. All prayed to him to permit others an opportunity for his company.
One day Baba asked the doctor what he was thinking. Daulat Singh replied, "Some of my friends and family are anxious for your darshan, but I do not wish it without your permission."
Daulat Singh was completely merged in Baba's love, and Baba did not have the heart to disappoint him.
Smiling, he spelled out, "If you won't pray for it, then I pray to you to bring them all here for an hour on the 20th. But I can't spare more than an hour."
Daulat Singh was overjoyed and informed those interested. Accordingly, darshan was held at Karamchand's Bungalow in Nishat on Wednesday, 20 September 1944. Almost 500 people came. After meeting each briefly, Baba sent them back, but he did give some extra time to Daulat Singh, his family, Was Deo Kain and a few others.
Kain had had many visions of Baba prior to meeting him, and on this occasion too, he describes:
I was alone with Baba. Baba asked me what I wanted. I told him, "There are three enemies — anger, lust and greed — which always are following and pestering me. I want to get rid of them!"
Baba said, "Don't worry about it. I will look after them. Just love me." As he said so, I saw Baba disappear. As if from the seventh heaven, I could hear the chuckle of laughter and there was all light. So much light; so much effulgence. I could see Baba's feet and nothing else.
In a split second, Baba again appeared. Again, that beautiful face, all smiles, all love. I realized how lucky I was to have had had a glimpse of Baba's Real Self. I had seen God face to face.
Among those who met Baba that day was a sanyasi who described his austerities to Baba and also his visits to different saints.
Baba praised him, and in the midst of talking with everyone observed, "Daulat Singh is a gem!"
The renunciate replied with a knowing smile, "He is a gem, but he is still worldly. He has not yet renounced the world."
Baba just smiled and did not comment.
He began discussing something else and after a while said, "I remember a story. Would you like to hear it?"
All expressed their eagerness and Baba's fingers flew across the alphabet board, which Vishnu read:
A man renounced the world and was passing his time in meditation, solitude, repeating God's name, and so forth, and also visiting different saints and mahatmas. Years passed by like this. Once he had the luck to encounter a Perfect Master. He prayed to him for God-realization, and the Sadguru told him to stay with him in his ashram.