Continuing, Baba emphasized:
I tell you all with my divine authority that whosoever — anyone and everyone — takes my name on his lips at the time he or she breathes his or her last, comes to me!
Therefore, do not forget to remember me at the time when you breathe your last. Unless you take my name, remembering me constantly from now on, and keep it up continuously, you cannot remember me and keep my name on your lips when you drop your body. Even if you take my name once a day with all your heart and soul, it is sufficient. You will thus ultimately come to me.
Baba concluded:
Now we have finished with spirituality for the day. Let us come back to the worldly plane a little. The time is now 10:45 A.M. It has come to my notice that last evening there was confusion and dissension over the 24 persons to be chosen to wash my feet and the placing of love-offerings at my feet tomorrow [the birthday celebration]. I have a solution for both matters and I think it will satisfy every one of you.
For many years, the lovers of the neighboring village of Arangaon walk on foot to Toka, 45 miles from here, at the confluence of two sacred rivers, and bring back river water. As they walk back, they carry the heavy water vessels on their shoulders hung on bamboo poles. They fast on liquids only and keep themselves clean by bathing in the river. Some of them are Harijans. They have been doing this every birthday of mine, and usually I am not here on my birthdays. They sprinkle the sacred water on my photographs and at other places associated with me, and return to their homes and worship my pictures. When I happen to be here on my birthday, I allow them to come and pay their respects to me. But these villagers walk every year to Toka and bring back the river water, whether I am here or not.
Tomorrow, we expect these villagers back with the water from the rivers at Toka — about a dozen persons, perhaps more. Pendu has been instructed to send them here with the water to this meeting pandal. I will then take the water and wash my own feet — do my own pada-puja [feet worship] with my own hands.