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you to take movies of us and tape our conversations. I am very grateful. Your steps, which are steps of love which Baba has guided to our house, I kiss them and I say Jai Baba to all the Baba-lovers and to all the listeners and viewers.

 

This picture that you see is blessed by Baba. When Baba veiled himself or dropped his body, it was about 11 o'clock and it was a Friday. We had a meeting here at night and we had no idea that Baba had dropped his body. There was a Ba'hai man who came to our house. Occasionally, he had come to two or three sessions. He came that week also. When we would tell him of Baba's words, we could not tell if he had faith in them or not. Khodayar told him that session, "If your faith is not strong then look into this picture. This picture will show you something. This picture — what do you see in this picture? He will show you himself." When that man looked into that picture he was alarmed and he said, "O I see red; I see danger; I see danger." We did not know what had happened. When we ourselves looked into the picture, we saw that yes, indeed, it was showing red. We were upset but we didn't know what had happened. The next day, about 9:00 or 10:00 in the morning, we received a telegram. The telegram read that Baba had dropped and that he would live eternally in the hearts of his lovers. That made us very sad. Jai Baba.

 

Jamshide:

 

My name is Jamshide. I was nine years old when someone came from Yazd to take us to India. We didn't know exactly where we were going. We were told nothing more than that we were going to India. We started out by car, and I remember that we were sitting in the car crying. We cried because we were children and the experience was frightening for us. Our fear was increased by the journey in the car, because, in those days, the automobile was still a novelty to us. As we were departing, the car drove outside a gate where a group of camels were standing, and the car began honking at them, so that they would get out of the road. The honking frightened the camels, and they began to leave. In their haste to get away, they kept running into each other. Being children, we were greatly amused by all this and began to laugh. Soon, we were so caught up in our laughter that we forgot our fear. We arrived in Shiraz, although the roads were very bad. There was actually no road at all, and the driver had a difficult time. The journey by car did not last too long, because, from Bushehr, we took a ship to India.

 

When we arrived in Bushehr, we met a man named Hustan who had come to Khorram­shahr. He had gone to a place which is 36 kilometers away from Yazd, where we lived. About 20 people had signed up to go to India. The following day, these 20 people were to be taken to the city of Jask, where they would leave for Bombay. But none of the parents, except my mother had the courage to send their children. The rest were frightened. Only my mother took me to meet Hustan in Jask.

 

From Yazd, we started off by car. We were told nothing more than that we were going to the city of Jask, and there we would study until it was time to leave. We knew nothing more than where we were going.

 

We arrived at the port of Bushehr and boarded the ship. After 5 days at sea, we reached India. A day later, we took the train to Ahmednagar. There were 15 of us who had come from Iran and we were all young children. We did not know where we were going or what we were doing. So we went to the school in Ahmednagar and joined the people who were already there.

 

The school in Ahmednagar was exclusively for the students who were staying there. No one else was even allowed to enter. We were distinguished from other people by our uniforms, which consisted of shorts, a shirt, and a pair of chappals, sandal-like shoes, on our feet.

 

There was one strange thing about the school. When we entered the school, we would not speak with other people, unless we had permission from Baba.

 

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