Kaka's condition deteriorated, and he grew so weak he could not even raise his hand. One day in the hall, Aloba, who was by then totally exasperated from looking after him, complained that it was becoming impossible to attend to Kaka, because he was constantly getting upset, abusing everyone who tried to care for him and making his health worse.
On Baba's instructions, Eruch, Pendu and Bhau lifted Kaka and carried him inside the hall. He was made to sit next to Baba, and Baba asked for a cup of water and gave it to him to drink. Kaka sipped it slowly and within half an hour he became quite active. He looked around the room, became attentive to what was going on around him and went near Bhau and slapped him on the head. He then stood up, left the hall, and went to the kitchen, where he ate his lunch and washed the dishes. Then he made his bed and began doing his own regular chores. No one could believe it! The man who could barely move and whose heart continued missing beats was moving about quite normally now. It was as if a dead man had come alive! From that day in 1967 onward, until Kaka died (on 27 February 1969), he never again required any medical attention and did his own chores. And he kept slapping Bhau! He was like "Baba's toy" and in his love had become like a child.
The Catholic principal of St. Vincent's High School in Poona, the Reverend E. R. D'Souza, sent a letter to Baba saying that since Baba had once been a student of that institution, it would be a pleasure to have him present at their inter-faith Thanksgiving Service, to mark the school's centenary that October. Baba did not attend the service, but on 27 September 1967 he did send this message:
Schools help sincere students to equip themselves with knowledge and to become worthy citizens of society. And those students are wise who take full advantage of the educational institutions and their facilities.
But this knowledge is not the be-all and end-all of learning. And there comes a time when one longs to reach the Source of knowledge. The journey to this Source can only be undertaken when one learns to love in all simplicity and honesty the One Whom the pride of intellect veils.