Baba continued his seclusion in Grafton, and would not come to Rosewood. Occasionally, he would send for the mandali and play cards with them in Grafton. Baba asked Nilu to compose poems, and with great effort he would write one "song" a day and read it to Baba. Nilu's odd assortment of verses rhymed something like this:
Kumar, bamboo, In your mouth a gulab jamboo [a sweet]! Eruch eats kurum, kurum [crunch, crunch], Kumar murum, murum [silently]!
Before reading out his lines, he would first tell Baba how he had been inspired. One day he said, "I had no inspiration today and was greatly troubled. Then I went to the toilet, and there I felt inspired. Immediately, I came out without having moved my bowels, and wrote down these lines."
One day Nilu told Bhau, "I am unable to think of anything to compose. Please help me."
Bhau wrote four lines, but when Nilu read them out to Baba in the evening, Baba looked seriously at Bhau, who grew nervous.
Baba told Nilu, "The verse is not good today."
"Yes, Baba, I did not like it either," Nilu said.
On their way from Grafton, Nilu told Bhau, "Rhymes are written from inspiration, and not everyone has it. But I am inspired even in the toilet!"
Baba took a lot of interest in Nilu's compositions and told him, "Compose the rhymes well and they will be printed."
He instructed Bhau, "When Nilu gives them to you after finishing, send them to Nariman in Bombay for printing."
This activity of Nilu's writing continued until Baba's seclusion was over, and it always kept Baba in good spirits.
In a letter to Max Haefliger (15 September 1955), Nilu movingly describes some of his experiences at this time:
... You know Baba has discarded the board, and yet somehow very mysteriously he makes us understand what he wants to say; and we understand thoroughly. He never writes, even on the wall or furniture with his bare finger, as he used to do for some time after discarding the board. By facial expressions and gestures he conveys all his thoughts, feelings, et cetera, perfectly well. Oh, I can't describe his power! It is to be experienced and felt. He sometimes for hours together gives long explanations in a lucid manner in this new way. He radiates and emanates immense power. I can't write and describe it.