Although they had to cart water from a distance simply for their daily needs, still they watered the roads to make them fit for their Lord's arrival. On the night of 1 January, when they were engaged in this, appreciating their efforts, Age witnessed how Indra, the god of rain, shed tears of love in the form of a shower. Thus, with the short time they had, better walking arrangements than were originally possible were made, since it usually does not rain in January.
On Saturday, 2 January 1960, the rising sun beheld a glorious sight. The newly built Avatar Meher Baba Arangaon Center was decorated with buntings and with flowers, which gave off a sweet fragrance. Every house in the village left nothing undone to beautify itself, awaiting the Avatar's arrival. Early that morning Adi brought a few visitors to Meherazad: Anil Sarkar, with his family, and Chari (both from Calcutta) and Yogi Shuddhananda Bharati. Baba arrived at Meherabad at 8:30 A.M., and after remaining there a while, he was driven to Arangaon. The tender rays of the sun welcomed the Lord of Creation, as the interspersing clouds tried to shelter him.
Baba first entered the humble Arangaon Center, which was a room in the Family Quarters compound, where Bhau and Jangle's families resided. Baba was accompanied by Don Stevens, Alain Youell and the other visitors. Seeing Baba, the villagers could not control their feelings, and loud cheering of "Avatar Meher Baba ki jai!" burst forth. The Arangaon Center had recently been constructed, and this was the first time Baba was gracing the small room. A ribbon had been tied across the door, which Baba cut. Entering the premises, Baba took darshan of his own photograph there. Coming out after a while, he sat under a pandal, erected outside the structure where a devotee, named Yadav Kamble, devoutly sang his compositions in praise of Baba's divinity.
Jangle's eleven-year-old daughter Prabha began to sing Baba's arti melodiously. Overcome with emotion, tears began streaming down her cheeks and she began crying out of control. The intense feelings of the atmosphere impressed everyone present, and most of those assembled had tears in their eyes. Alain noticed that even the animals were still. It reminded him of Jesus in the manger and he felt as if he were "floating on a white velvet cloud."
Still weeping, Prabha received Baba's loving embrace.
Although she tried her best, she could not continue singing and finish the arti, but Baba told her, "Such a song as yours is the true arti, as it comes from the fullness of your heart and needs no words."
Through the unceasing flow of tears, Prabha offered Baba not a song but the silent symphony of her heart, which the Beloved heard.