But as he was doing it, he thought that he must look ridiculous to the others.
Baba stopped and remarked to Sorabji, "The significance of the dust under a Master's feet is beyond one's imagination. Like the dust which is being trampled upon and does not complain, so the one who remains under my feet will rise to the zenith. Your arrogance, conceit, and pride are to be turned into dust, and then alone will your dust be seen in its full brilliance."
Baba's words made Sorabji ecstatic. The wish to have a photograph of the Master arose in him, but he was too shy to ask for one. Without his asking, Baba lovingly handed him a photograph, thus firmly convincing Sorabji of the Master's omniscience. Sorabji fell to the ground and prostrated himself before Baba. While bowed at Baba's feet, he uttered these words with tears in his eyes and a heart overflowing with love: "O Omniscient One, the glory of God is in you! May my life pass in your remembrance. And at the end, may I become one with you. Let the glory be thine, thine, all thine!"
Baba gestured, "It shall be as you wish. I promise you."
Thus he assured Sorabji that he would always be with him.
Sorabji then told Baba about his friend, a Zoroastrian priest named Kaikobad Dastur, whom he said was a sincere seeker of truth.
Baba remarked, "Kaikobad will soon come to me."
That night a humorous skit was enacted by Behramji, Dhake, Padri, Pendu, Rustom, and Sailor, which all the residents enjoyed. The next day, before departing, Sorabji Desai invited Baba to Navsari, and Baba promised to come. Chanji and Sailor escorted Sorabji to Kedgaon, where he had Narayan Maharaj's darshan, as ordered by Baba, before returning to Navsari.
Afseri had written a poem for the New Year occasion, and it was read out and appreciated. Some days later, while Baba was explaining the difference between true Knowledge and mere intellectual understanding of spirituality, he dictated a Persian poem on the board to Afseri. The mandali were amazed and impressed with Baba's spontaneous, seemingly effortless dictation, which contained a sublime explanation of the subject matter.
Chhagan's wife arrived at Meherabad on 23 March 1927 and began living at Meherabad with him in a partitioned part of the Post Office. To celebrate, a party was given in their new quarters at 2:00 P.M. (It was a double celebration as Rustom and Adi's cousin, Sarosh, was getting married that day in Poona.)