Baba folded his hands to each of the women who approached him. He advised some to repeat his name. Each put her head on Baba's foot, observing Dhake's warning about not hurting Baba's injured leg. Baba would pat some, pass his hand over the faces of others, touch the head of some and shake some by the shoulders.
Jokingly, he teased the men, "Don't feel jealous about the women taking so much time, because in a sense this sahavas was only for them. You are mere escorts. Don't expect me to spend as much time with you. I will be disposing of you in no time. Just one embrace and a pat for you."
Baba stretched out his legs and rested a while and asked Sripat Sahai, "Have you brought any medicine? This darshan is wearing me out."
Sahai aptly replied, "Baba, like everything else, your fatigue is eternal. But with my medicine it will go away!"
Prakashwati Sharma introduced the Dehra Dun women, and beseeched Baba to visit Dehra Dun again.
Other women seconded this request, but Baba did not reply except to say, "Have courage and remember me sincerely."
Darshan for the women was almost finished when Baba joked, "Before noon, I will be done with the men, too, so we can go for our food."
The Poona group had sung bhajans the previous night, and Baba urged them, "Don't whittle away your energy by keeping late hours. I have called you to sing before me."
During the darshan, a brooch from one of the women had pricked Baba's palm and it was bleeding. He called a female doctor from the dispensary, and she applied medicine and dressed it.
At the termination of the women's darshan, Baba asked them to go out for a few minutes. They could then come back and take their seats while the men had their turn. While the women were out, Balak Bhagwan garlanded Baba, embraced him and laid his head on his feet.
Amidst repeated shouts of "Avatar Meher Baba ki jai!" the men's turn began. Some of the men would stand before Baba weeping, others would kiss his hand and offer prayers.
One man kissed him on the cheek, and Baba remarked, "If this is repeated by everyone, my cheek will be worn out!"
When Gaya Prasad Khare neared him, Baba praised him for the services he had accomplished in Benares during the New Life. Baba reminisced about how Vishnu, mistaking Khare for the cook, had scolded him for not preparing chutney. Khare wept copiously as Baba told the story.