“”Does Vishnu [of Dhagwan, Hamirpur] know how many children he had during his last birth? You have forgotten. How many times you have been born and how many times you had families! You have forgotten all this, but their bindings are still with you, and you are creating more bindings by forming new families! Only my name can free you from all this bondage.
It is mere talk to say that one is born and one is dead. All this is a passing show. It is just like the cinema film. For the time being, whatever is before our eyes, we see; as soon as it is not there, we forget. There is nothing like birth, death, form, father, mother, son, daughter. But you do not know anything of this story. You are in bondage. Only repetition of my name will suffice to free the whole world from its entanglements.
Sixty years after I drop my body, you will find what wonderful changes take place in the world and how many people will take my name. There will be thousands who will sacrifice their very life in my name. But how fortunate you are that I am in your midst, that you are sitting before me and I am telling you to take my name when about to pass away! There will be no one to tell them to take my name after 60 years.
When milk is being heated, it overflows the vessel when boiling. But when you begin boiling in my love, you should boil within and not overflow like milk for outward show. Love is not a thing to be told or expressed to anyone. It is a secret to be kept.
Changing the topic, Baba related the disagreement among his Andhra workers, and how he had brought about a settlement. Then, at Baba's request, Vishnu of Dhagwan sang a few more devotional songs. During the singing, the rays from Baba's glance touched every man's heart, bringing tears to their eyes as they experienced his love. "It was as if the Divine Beloved was merging all in his Ocean of Love!" said Age.
After Baba left the hall, instead of sitting in the car, he walked some distance along the road and quietly sat down under a tree. His fingers began dancing, and he was absorbed in taking upon himself the burden of the sahavas group. After a while, at 5:20 P.M., Baba stood up and took his seat in the car and drove to Meherazad. The group stood nearby staring, and then returned immersed in talks of Wine.
