Baba asked if she had brought the eggplants, and Sheela handed him the dish, thinking he would give her some. Baba motioned to her to bring her plate, and she happily thought how much luckier she was as Baba was going to serve her! In front of Baba was a huge bowl of the milk-banana-fig mixture, which Baba was eating. Sheela was shocked when Baba doled out a large portion of this to her.
Baba remarked to Mehera, "This is so delicious. I love this mixture, and look, Baby loves it too! Right, Baby?"
Sheela could only smile and shake her head in agreement, but although she said, "Yes, Baba," inside she was saying, "No, Baba! I do not like this at all; but I know why you are giving me this punishment!"
With every bite, Baba would comment, "See, Mehera, I like this, and Baby also likes it."
She finished the amount quickly, and Baba called her to him again. This time he dished out an even greater amount of the same concoction. Sheela was aghast! She returned to her seat and slowly began eating it, asking Meheru for a glass of water to wash the awful mixture down her throat. Previously, she had been happy that her mother was not with her; now she regretted her absence, as she could have whispered to Rama to tell Baba how much she disliked it.
Sheela somehow finished swallowing it, and Baba remarked, "Even if I give you poison, it does not matter since it is my prasad. Take it as nectar and swallow it. It is only due to great good fortune that one gets prasad from my hands."
Thus Sheela, a young teenager, learned a valuable lesson and lamented for what she had unknowingly done at Guruprasad.
During 1966, water scarcity because of lack of rain from the failure of the monsoons created distressful situations throughout India. The population of Bombay was especially hard hit, and a drastic plan was drawn up to possibly evacuate the city. Extremely upset, Baba's longtime, and usually mild-mannered, lover Minoo Desai (Mansari's brother), sent this telegram to Baba on 13 July, which echoed the grief of millions: "I pray on behalf of the five million people of Bombay for your intervention about rain and blessings."
Baba immediately sent this reply: "Bombay has already started receiving rain. Love, Baba."
Rain came, the city's hopes were revived, and the citizens celebrated the happy event.
Two days later, another telegram from Minoo was received in the evening: "I offer you wholehearted gratitude and thanks in love and faith."