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“Previously to our coming, Baba once explained to us that when he washed the mad men at Rahuri he was washing not only individually but universally and that phase of humanity everywhere would be benefited.

 

"We know that love is the greatest thing in the world and Divine love reaches into the inmost being and touches subtle realms for which we have no names. Grace through Baba stirs the soul which seems lost in such benighted humanity and the response created an atmosphere in the place which we felt was like a benediction.

 

“The property with its tall trees and beautiful verdure seemed to resemble an oasis. The huts for the men were built of basket-weave material, with one room after another and cement floorings. The cleanliness was absolute and the setting attractive.

 

"A large bungalow near the entrance gate was used as the kitchen and in it the communal meals were prepared for the men. We looked in and found it quite modern with its array of shining pots and pans.

 

"Out-of-doors under the trees, at a long table, we were served luncheon in Indian style with excellent rice and curry. Baba presided graciously, anticipating even the small wants that we as Westerners might have. From time to time the mad men would approach and then Baba sent them a loving look, for which they came, and they would return contented. Only the youth called 'Goofy ' crouched at Baba's feet and stayed so silently few knew he was there. Baba from time to time would stroke his shoulder and then a transcendent look came into his face—as a stray dog of humanity who had at length found his Master.

 

"Baba's own hut was at the end on the path, set up on a green foundation of grass. It was made of painted brick material, soft reddish in color, with green asbestos roof. Although so small, it was rather enchanting in setting. Off to one side extended an orange grove, which must give forth Nature's incense.

 

One felt this was a sacred spot in which man and nature harmonized and were at peace. In such wooded groves the Satyrs of old must have roamed and, as we are told, they were half beast and half God. Could it be that at Rahuri we were limited in seeing only the half beast of humanity wander, while Baba saw the half God?

 

"We left the place with the feeling that grace had descended this day."

 

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