"No, Baba," he replied.
"Then why do you feel sad now? Do you want to see Nozar?" Pointing to his own body, Baba gestured, "See this? This is Nozar!"
Baba continued, "I am never sorry for anyone who dies. He who dies with my name on his lips, with me in his heart, never dies. I never worry about them, for theirs is no loss. If I am ever worried, it is for those who suffer through a death which they might allow to alienate themselves from me. That would be their loss indeed. Why suffer unnecessarily? My 'dead' live in me. That should make you happy. So why not rejoice in his happiness? Loving me as you do, knowing me for the One I am, you should be only happy to know Nozar is happy in me. Knowing this, any mourning you may do, therefore, must be for yourselves only — from selfish motives. You do not know how fortunate they are who die with my name on their lips and in their hearts."
Baba told Arnavaz, "Remember me while breathing your last!"
They left consoled and at peace. Naoroji's second son, Dara, had gone to Hyderabad to bring the body, which was found five days after the crash in a decomposed state. It was buried in Secunderabad after a military salute, and no religious ceremony was performed. When Baba was informed, he sent this telegram at 4:00 P.M. on the 18th:
I have physically lost my gem, Nozar, and Nozar has gained me spiritually by loving me to his last breath. Let us be brave and not selfish but rejoice in Nozar's bliss. Such souls are instrumental in showing us how to love and be worthy of the Beloved.
On 18 October 1955, Baba left for Satara, where Irene Conybeare had come.
Baba teased her, "Your living accommodation this time has been arranged in a tiny hut, and you will have to live on only dry bread!"
Irene took him seriously, but when she was lodged in the comfortable Cooper's Bungalow, she was relieved. She was there during the remainder of Baba's Satara stay, and Baba would see her in Grafton occasionally.
In Satara, another bungalow was rented for the mandali, called Rajguru , where Baba did his work with Kaikobad for some days. Baidul brought an unnamed mast from Bombay one day; he was an Arab who had migrated to India. Upon arrival, the mast refused to leave the car and come inside, for he was in a bad mood and had a violent temper. The mast began beating himself, and with much difficulty Baba contacted him for a minute in the car, and then sent him back to Bombay.