But once it does, everything will be automatically done. I will show God to some and I will make some God!
The boys' luck is so good that they have come near me. Great yogis have been clamoring for years to see God and become one with God. Some have been fasting for ten years; some have been hanging upside down for 20 years, yet still I do not go to them. I tell you some of the boys will see me as I really am. So urge them to go on loving me more and more and be worthy of this.
Soon after, the boys of the Prem Ashram began shedding tears night and day, giving vent to their overwhelming feelings and trying to lighten the burden of their hearts. They would suddenly begin weeping in the school or while playing or taking food, and they themselves had no idea why they were crying.
Sunday, 1 January 1928 was the 52nd day of the Master's fast and the twelfth day of his seclusion. Baba was sitting in the upper portion of the underground crypt-cabin. In honor of Mehera's birthday that day (according to the Zoroastrian calendar), Baba permitted Rustom to bring her and the other women up the hill for darshan at 11:00 A.M. Masaji and Memo accompanied them. The women performed the arti and the sweets Rustom had brought were distributed. A second group of women was brought later, which included among others Pilamai and Bomanji's wife.
The newly repainted MEHERABAD signboard was erected that afternoon (probably near the dhuni).
The boys had been permitted to sit near Baba that day and meditate. The atmosphere in Meherabad was such that even the angels envied these small children. The birds were resting in their nests and the sun had sunk below the horizon after saluting Baba. The boys were in the ashram and all was calm and peaceful.
It seemed as if Baba had gone into seclusion only for the boys, for at that moment a breeze from the depth of his crypt wafted over them, and for the first time in their short lives they felt God's love — they tasted wine! All the boys of the Prem Ashram together burst forth into such loud wailing that the sound of their tears could be heard a quarter of a mile away.
The residents came running up the hill from lower Meherabad and villagers passing by on the road came to investigate the cries they heard.