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"Baba very solemnly refused by shaking His head. Then Khaled said he would write a prescription for Baba to cure Him. Baba, entering into the spirit of the playlet, threw up His hands and pretended to be terrified at such a prospect. Khaled started to walk to the door but Baba called him back. Baba said: 'Doctor, I will take your prescription if it will not make Me go to sleep for 700 years!' Khaled re-assured Him and Charmian read aloud the prescription: (Much of this prescription is an allusion to amusing happenings when Baba was with us in Meher Mount, Ojai, in 1956): 2 lb. of grapes three times a day, to balance excess of Us-nuts lately; 2 c.c. of Urge; 1 large darshan daiquiri to aid in Your 700 years of troubled sleep; 1 large glass of milk. Baba appeared highly amused, tweaked Khaled's cheeks and gave him an embrace.

 

"Charmian: “Thank you, doctor! Now. . . before you lies a serene hillside pasture in which a lovely cow is wandering in search of succulent grasses (enter cow, Diane mooing soulfully and ringing dinner bell). Behind her, in close pursuit is Lord Krishna, (enter Jim Mehl, costumed, garlanded and highly made-up, hopping nobly on one leg) . . . as Lord Krishna well knows, cows are always attended by beautiful, sinuous, seductive, voluptuous, gentle maidens called . . . uh . . . goobers? Gorpods? . . . goofies? . . . guppies? . . . oh, yes, Gopis!... by gentle maidens called Gopis,’ (Khaled, garbed in a sheet, boing-boings in, accidentally tripping over audience). As the Gopi shoos the cow away, Lord Krishna cannot help but notice her. He looks apprehensively at the maiden so obviously by His side and then lifts her veil to get a better view. He recoils, started at what He sees (Gopi Al-Faqih's 5 o'clock shadow?) Lord Krishna goes limp. The bewhiskered Gopi quickly aids Him and Lord Krishna nobly consents to dance with His admirer who promptly falls flat on her sari. Whatever conclusions Lord Krishna drew about this adoring maiden must have been quite lordly indeed for He took her by the hand and the three of them danced off into the meadow. Three of them? Yes, the gentle cow went along for kicks!

 

"Charmian: 'The moral of our story is that all love is dependent on the Avatar's Whim and only He has love enough for all.' Baba was hugely amused at these antics which all present enjoyed, and embraced the cast lovingly."

 

At this juncture Baba's brother Beheram wished to take some movies of the group of Westerners together with Baba on the steps of Guruprasad. We filtered slowly out into the brilliant sunshine and stood or kneeled about Baba seated in a chair. Lud Dimpfl struggled comically to keep Baba shaded

 

 

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