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quite understand the nature of Baba, so he would have tried to put all sorts of obstacles in our way, and we wanted to leave with as few problems as possible. My father began to wonder where his two sons were, and finally called up the police in N.Y. to help him solve the problem he had created in his mind,— "Where are my two boys?" The police solved the problem by spotting us at the Idlewild Airport ready to leave for Paris. From Paris we were to go on to Bombay to see Baba.

 

Well, this was the only bad part of the return trip, because my brother wanted to see Baba very badly but wasn't able to. Being still a minor, he needed his parents' consent (he had only two months to go before becoming 21). You can't really blame my father, he doesn't quite understand this thing and what a person doesn't understand they try to fight. He made my brother stay back but gave his consent for me to go. Well, I wanted to go back to Miami and follow Baba's instructions that we two come to him together. But my brother very nobly said, "Let's one of us get over there and I'll follow you later." I told this to Baba when I was in India and Baba said that he, Edward, shouldn't worry, and it was just as if Edward were right there, as far as any spiritual benefit he could derive was concerned. So I cabled this to my brother.

 

When I arrived in Bombay at 10 A.M., I was two hours early. I tried to contact Nariman to find out what my next step was to be but he wasn't home. Finally at 5 P.M. I reached his office; someone was sent to pick me up and I was told Baba had given orders that I was to go to Poona immediately. Homa was sent to pick me up in his car. It's amazing I wasn't killed ten times the way they drive there, it's a virtual war between car and pedestrian! Actually we had a very good trip there; I just closed my eyes and didn't look where I was going. I was very interested to see the people there and felt kind of sorry for them because they were so poor, but they seem to make up for it in other ways. They seem to have more of a spiritual life than people do here.

 

Finally we had arrived in Poona. My hotel had already been taken care of and they told me Baba had given orders that I get a good night's sleep and that I was to see him the next morning at 7:30. With all the excitement I didn't think I could sleep, but I did. The next morning we went up to see him.

 

Ordinarily I'm not the nervous kind, but as I went up to the door to

 

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