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called out to Baba. Meanwhile Baba asked the rest of the people there: where is this Baban Shabnis, the athlete, where has he gone, what has happened to him? Nobody there knew, of course. Later, Baban Shabnis told how he was caught in the middle of the stones, but when he called Baba's name, all of a sudden he found himself on the ground.

 

There was a time when part of the boys, had left already, but still there were some left in the dining hall, and while eating, they would speak. Siddhu and I were in charge of serving lunch, and we would speak also. We HAD to speak; we had to ask the children if they wanted rice, or dal, or vegetables. But Baba gave an order that nobody should speak in the dining hall. So a few of the children who wanted to speak, would take their lunches outside of the dining hall, and eat there and speak there.

 

Baba was away on a trip. Then he came back one evening at eleven o'clock, and we all went and greeted him and had his darshan. Then he asked: "Who spoke in the dining hall?" There was a Parsi boy called Mader. He said that Siddhu and I had spoken. Baba called us and said: "Why did you speak?" Well, what could we say? We HAD spoken. Finally Baba said: "You have to leave now." And he told Baidul: give them money for their way, and for their tickets, and have them leave. I told Baba, "I will go by myself: I don't need any money for the ticket Now that I must go, I will go." So finally Baba said: "No, don't leave now, leave at four in the morning. It is eleven o'clock at night and its late."

 

Then we went to sleep. But how could we sleep? We started to cry and cry. We cried so much that there was nothing left but the tears; we couldn't see anything else but the tears. But then Kaikhusru Afseri went and confronted Baba. He told Baba that we were workers and had to serve lunch, and while serving, we had asked what to serve. We weren't eating there. Then finally Baba called us in, and told us: "I have forgiven you this time, but don't speak again in the dining hall." And up to this day at meal times, as much as I can, I keep silence, and don't speak.

 

Concerning Chota Baba (Abdulla Pakravan), once Baba came to the gathering of the boys, and asked, "Who wants love?" And Chota Baba, Abdulla, said, "I do." Then Baba took Chota Baba's hat and put it on his own head, and from that day on, this boy, who was such a good student, changed. He could not play, he would not play, and he could not eat. At meal times even the food that he would look at would appear to him as Baba, and he would say, "I won't eat Baba." Bua-Saheb brought him to the ashram. He thought that the boy was ill. He had him sleep there, and we covered him with blankets, but we saw he was really saying — "What is this world? What are studies? What is money? What is food?"

 

After dinner they took this Chota Baba to the hospital for sick children. There were six beds in that hospital. Then Bua-Saheb, who was in charge, went and told Baba about what had transpired. And Baba came to upper Meherabad (I was with him), into the hospital. Baba said, "He's not ill. Only a tip of a hair of Love has affected his heart. This is Love. It's not illness."

 

It was in this period that Baba had given some Love to all the children in the school, more or less. The Hindu boys had a Hindu teacher who would teach them spiritual lessons. Dadachanji, who was the principal of the school, was in charge of spiritual lessons in Gujerati. For Iranians, it was Kaikhusru Afseri who would teach them spiritual lessons. And Ramjoo, who also has printed some books, would be in charge of Urdu and would be teaching spiritual lessons in Urdu.

 

Then Baba would come up the hill, and tell the boys: "If like the clock, which goes 24 hours, you too can constantly and continuously think of Me, then I will make gold out of you." And everyday Baba would come up the hill, and he would dispense his love to the children. He would pat them on the head and shoulders, and he would embrace them. There were many of the children who could not eat because they had so much love. He would feed them with his own hands. The boys would gather around him, and

 

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