My body was vibrating with tremendous force. I could not raise my head from his feet. I found myself repeating, through the flood of tears: "Baba, Baba, Baba!" His name became a constant, unbroken sound on my lips until I found myself kneeling before him with folded palms.
Baba's eyes came from across what seemed to be a vast distance. It was as if he were looking at me across all my lives. His eyes met mine, and I have never seen, nor do I ever again expect to see, such loving, unutterable kindness and compassion. His eyes were literally oceans of the sweetest, loving kindness and compassion. It was the most singularly significant and sublime moment of my life.
At the moment that Baba's eyes met mine, he extended his hand in a slow, gentle arc and stroked my face, starting from the cheeks and moving down to the chin, with his thumb and forefinger meeting an inch or so from my chin, and continuing the movement to its conclusion. This one movement, this stroke, is sufficient to take me across all time with my Beloved.
I do not say this lightly but with absolute conviction. That movement is still moving, and no matter where I go nor how often I forget him, that singular movement is enough to draw me back to him and always will.
On the 4th, since lovers from many towns and cities had not yet had darshan, Baba came on the dais again at 3:40 P.M., when devotees from Delhi, Jabalpur, Bilaspur, Raipur, Sholapur, Gotegaon and other far places availed themselves of the chance for darshan.
One touching incident occurred when a child of about six years old accompanied his mother for darshan. When the mother was bowing down at Baba's feet, the youngster at her side shouted with force, "Avatar Meher Baba ki jai!"
After giving darshan for an hour, Baba left amidst loud cheers of his Jai.
Baba entered the side room of Guruprasad at 7:10 A.M. on the morning of Wednesday, 5 May 1965. Jagannath, the Andhra Baba lover who had tripped and fractured his femur, was brought directly from the hospital on a stretcher, which was put down at Baba's feet.
Baba gestured to him, "Don't worry; all will be well."
Tearfully, Jagannath requested permission to take Baba's darshan, but he could not move due to the pain in his leg. Baba lifted his right foot and placed it on Jagannath chest. Jagannath was so happy he completely forgot his discomfort.