“”I had asked Masaji to prepare good food cooked in ghee, so that the mandali would remain pleased and healthy. All had my instructions that they should eat everything served, whatever might happen. My mood was constantly changing. I would beat up everyone in fits of temper, and while in a good mood, I would embrace them. One day I told the mandali to press against my back. All 40 men applied their full strength to the task, but they could not make me budge an inch.
Dr. Ghani was there and would keep me merry. One day he said: "Baba, we don't want ghee. We will be satisfied with chutney and bread, as your constant change of mood is a danger signal to us!"
With time, all the money was spent. Munshi Rahim loved me much. He would visit Manzil-e-Meem. Once, he came and said he dreamt of me and that I had instructed him about something which he had forgotten. I replied that, although he had forgotten, I would tell him. I said I was in need of money. He brought it and it was spent in no time.
So we left Manzil-e-Meem and came to Arangaon [Meherabad]. In those days, there was nothing here, and we stayed under a tree. Then, on request, by indirect hints and through gifts, money began coming in. After some time, a colony came into being with the establishment of the Hazrat Babajan School, the Prem Ashram and hospital, et cetera. I would grind flour, bathe the lepers, wash the Harijan children's clothing and clean their toilets. No distinctions of caste or creed prevailed, and all were equal to me.
Then money stopped coming in, and all the activities had to come to a stop. Then again it started coming, and we shifted to Toka. There, too, a school and the Prem Ashram were started, but no sooner was the money finished than everything was closed down. Then I remained like Babajan.
After some years, I visited the West. My lovers there helped me in my work. The Westerners love me much. They have acquired 500 acres of land in my name [in Myrtle Beach], erected separate living quarters for me and raised fine structures, everything in my name, though. Thus, with money flowing in, some buildings came into being in Meherabad, Meherazad, Belgaum and other places in my name. But all this depends on my mood, as I possess the attributes of the five Perfect Ones.
