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balcony, the cows, which are so dirty in India, would come and drink all the water! So this was another trial. Things like this would happen over and over again. In Meherabad we always used to watch the tower with the water tank on top. There was a stone hanging there, and if the tank was empty the stone would rise up, so we knew if there would be enough water for us. So we watched the tower.
For years we had only one meal a day - one cooked such wonderful things to take along on our travels but in the evening it was sour, spoiled, so there was only chapatti and green onions for supper. Do you remember, Kitty, in Ajmer: - we had all the mica or glimmer in the water. It was full of it - the same mica used for insulation. We had a rough time in Ajmer. We had to eat so much potato - it was potato time then. How thirsty we all got, drinking this well water with the glimmer in it; one had a terrible thirst all day long, and then we had potatoes which made you so thirsty too.
In Quetta, too, we had problems with the water. We went from Lahore then to Ghazl Khan, then to Sukkur. We had to have a permit from the government agent there so we would be allowed to go on the land route to Quetta, which was like going into the high mountains of Switzerland. They said we had to have armed guards, and go in a convoy. As we went over the Indus river we just kept saying Baba, Baba, Baba. The Indus is not just a river, there is river after river, it's like an Indus delta, and we went over it on pontoon bridges. Our bus was swinging from side to side, there were 25 or 30 people in a bus meant for 18. All the gangways had folding stools, you got a poke here and there, you almost got welt after welt. When we got up into the mountains it was raining, all our beddings were wet, everything was soaked and it was bitterly cold. O Baba liked it! If you dared to go for a walk the next Muslim might capture you and carry you away!
Then a Muslim boy was taken with us as Baba's night watchman. But then he saw Kitty touching his food and he wouldn't eat anymore because she was an "infidel". So we have to give him back.
Kitty: Baba said, "We had the boy with us because then they wouldn't shoot at us."
We arrived at a high plateau where they were having a horse race or some sort of riding exhibition; they were all little horses. It reminded me of the stories of the Huns in our childhood history books. They gave us a show afterwards, not for us, for Baba. Then we lost the convoy. Now we joked that behind each rock a bandit might be hiding! They said the guards we had with us were relations of the bandits. We had the bus, Elizabeth's Buick and another car. When we reached Quetta it was a beautiful town. It was on the road to Kabul in Afghanistan. In 1936 they had an earthquake which erased the whole town - (Baba had warned his disciples there to leave town and all but one family did).The water there was full of sulphur and I don't need to tell you what sulphur water does to you. Kippy, Elizabeth's bulldog, used to drink that water and the smells we had in the house near her were just terrible!
There were four of us sleeping on the front porch which only had latticework (No one could look in but we could look out). We slept outside but it was April and at night the temperature went down to freezing. The pails of water had a layer of ice on them! We lay on the floor and put on caps and shawls and whatever we had because we had only one or two blankets.
At Meherabad, we slept on the upper floor. There was one wing for the Easterners and one for the Westerners. My bed was next to Norina's just facing the door. For a bit of privacy we put mosquito nets around each bed, like you would in a convent. I was sometimes ill in India; I probably had too much energy and had to be kept down a little bit. I think you can't experience finer things if you are also too full of the gross body. It might have been something like that. But then I had a little dog - called Gracy, a fox terrier that I loved very much. Elizabeth had picked it up in some local market. Gracy was a very devotional dog - I had her tied to my bed.
Norina said we have to meditate - not often - for one hour a day. She said, "Now your
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