Before leaving, Baba explained, "I do not undertake this work myself now, and so I have asked you to do it."
Some afternoons, Baba would come to Hoshang and Cowas' room and sit quietly in front of it, immersed in his internal work. Always in the evenings when they were talking with Eruch or Kenmore, they would be careful to speak in whispers, lest they disturb Baba. One night a water faucet had been inadvertently left slightly open and the sound of the dripping water was enough for Baba to send Bhau to inquire why there was so much noise.
Hoshang and Cowas had been instructed to keep silence and fast from 8:00 A.M. to 8:00 P.M. on Saturday, 17 October 1959. Baba arrived a little earlier than usual so that he could contact them before they started the silence.
"Do not speak until 8:00 P.M.," he said. "I have come early today because of your silence."
He added, "If by mistake you speak, do not worry, but don't speak again. I have to see to such minute details for everyone, and yet I remain aloof from all activity."
Everyone, including Francis, was preoccupied that day, as several articles on Baba were to be sent to the Madras Mail newspaper, which was publishing a supplement devoted to Baba.
In the hall, the talk drifted to ceremonies and rituals.
Baba commented, "Today, too much attention is paid to ceremonies and rituals in India, particularly in the Hindu community." He added, "But when I speak, all this fuss will be over."
Baba took Hoshang and Cowas to the main house, where Mani played qawaali records. Baba explained one song:
There can never be a compromise between the pious and the mad lover of the Beloved. The pious one [a ritualistic person] abhors the cup of Wine, while the mad one craves for it. A moth has great love for the candle flame and is only satisfied when it burns itself in it. The mad lover tells the moth that it is in love with the flame, and that he is madly in love with his Beloved: "You burn yourself only once in the flame, but I have to burn until eternity in the Beloved's love." The flame destroys the moth, but this love does not destroy the lover.