On the 9th morning, get up and pack up, and take me with you. If you can't take me whole, at least take me in part. Do not forget me. I know the minutest thing. Tomorrow, for one hour, take God's name sincerely, so sincerely that it reaches me. God is deaf. Only the sincerity of His lovers compels Him to listen.
It was about 10:25 A.M. Baba called Kohiyar to offer the Banam-e-Yezdan prayer. Baba stood and joined his palms, as did the entire gathering. In a voice full of feeling, Kohiyar recited the prayer and it seemed to Age that, because of Baba's nazar, every word pierced the heart of each one present.
Taking his seat afterwards, Baba commented:
From ages past I have been telling people to leave all and come to me. That alone is the way to liberation. At three o'clock in the afternoon, I will say something for about fifteen minutes. We always live in the present. From childhood to old age, we live in the present. We are not always mindful of the past. We forget the past because there is no past. It is not there at all. It is always the eternal present.
Even the great ones fail to grasp infinity. At Hyderabad there is a well-known saint.1 His following runs into thousands, but even he has not found It [Infinity].
According to Hafiz: " Jene patto lago teno patto koin-e nahi lago. [None can find him who has found It.]"
Adi and Ramjoo then narrated some incidents that had taken place in the Poona Jhopdi days in 1922 and at Manzil-e-Meem. Everyone went for lunch and Baba went to his cabin.
An Arangaon boy named Babu Kamble was cooking Baba's food. Baba would have his daily breakfast at Meherabad when he arrived from Meherazad. It consisted of tea and a few slices of bread and cream. Accordingly, every night, Babu would skim the cream off the milk and keep it aside for Baba; but, in the morning, it would be gone.
Footnotes
- 1.Baba was probably referring to Sayyed Moeinuddin (also called Majzoob Mian), the sixth-plane spiritual chargeman of Hyderabad since the early 1940s.