"WHILE YOUR LOVE IS WITH ME HERE I AM WITH YOU THERE."—BABA. Others also received loving cables from the Master, who, reading all hearts everywhere, must have felt the ache of those not present.
At 4:45 the Westerners ascended the platform for a quick embrace and left through a corridor to the right of the dais. Baba said the rain was very significant and that it was a unique East-West meeting. At 5:15 a group of seven women led by Madhusudan, each one dressed in one of Baba's colors, performed arti up on the stage, with trays of lighted camphor, while varicolored lights played over them and the cymbals, conch shell and taola were played. The Western dancer, Bunty Kelly, performed with them. The audience of 5,000 joined in singing Baba's arti "Gate Chalo." Dusk had fallen as we filed slowly out of the tent, many of us still in our bizarre new clothes! Mani said later she felt this sudden exchange of clothing was somehow symbolic of Baba's remarks that world conditions would change greatly after December.
November 2—Morning Session
Arriving early at Guruprasad, I sampled the "Baba-wares" in the stalls by the gate—calendars, photos, booklets, lockets, and Baba Bhajans set to English tunes, Dr. Deshmukh’s contribution. I was happy to meet him at last, a tall genial man in a black Parsee cap.
At 9:00 a.m. we were again gathered around Babas gadi in the hall of Guruprasad. It was a beautiful sunny day. Baba began by asking, Who got wet yesterday?" All raised their hands. "Did any one get a cold? No? It was a nice dress rehearsal!" Baba gestured. Everyone enjoyed the joke.
Baba: "Elizabeth, you looked very nice in that brown dress of yours!" Mrs. Patterson: "It came back to me after ten years!"
Baba: "It was a real East-West gathering! I could greet only one-quarter of the visitors; today I will complete the three-quarters remaining. So be early today—come at 2 o'clock. Be ready for the rush and struggle! These crowds are nothing. You have no idea of the mass darshan programs. I had to satisfy thousands and I did. Those who have come are only the close ones who obey the instructions . . . that is why they have been given badges. When I give public darshan, the masses don't realize I am in a human form . . . they fall on Me. . . the Mandali have to stop them from breaking coconuts at My Feet, throwing colored powders and rice over My head. They do not realize the Kum Kum (colored powder) can get into My eyes . . .”