Remembering his favorite masts, Baba continued:
Of all the masts that I contacted during my tours, 50 made me extremely happy. Chatti Baba was one of them. I used to bathe him daily with 100 to 150 buckets of water! In Quetta, where it is bitterly cold, Chatti Baba would move about with only a loincloth on. He never suffered from a cold or cough in spite of the severe cold. In Ajmer, his room was like an oven, yet he seemed not to feel the heat at all. Where he lived many people revered him, and they would bow down to him on the road when he wandered about. In response, he would bend down, pick up a pinch of dirt and give it to them as prasad.
Once, Baidul brought news that a very high mast was staying only a short distance away. I and the mandali went at night to see him. Baidul forgot the way and took us to another house where Mohammedan women were cloistered in purdah [secluded and veiled]. The mandali banged on the door at night and were vigorously rebuked by the women.
It was 11:00 A.M. and Baba stopped for lunch. In the afternoon there was no special program. Baba played La Risque with several of the close ones. While the game was going on, someone came for darshan. Baba was annoyed at this interruption.
He remarked, "Even during this game of cards, I am quietly engaged in my internal work, and that is why I do not like interruptions."
Baba retired at 3:30 P.M.
On Sunday morning, 12 May 1963, Baba gave darshan to persons who were meeting him for the first time. A sadhu who headed an ashram in Delhi and had a large following came for darshan. He bowed at Baba's feet and then reverently sat down on the floor near him.
Baba remarked to the gathering, "The sadhu has a big following and yet he is so humble, and therefore he is great."
Turning to him, Baba remarked, "My continual experience is that I am in everyone. Have this Experience of seeing me everywhere. On the path, 100 percent honesty is required. At present, there are many hypocritical saints because the time is very near for breaking my silence."