The journey to India was pleasant, with an element of surprise, for Baba sent us welcome cables to the boat, reminding us of his orders not to sun-bathe while crossing the Red Sea, to drink plenty of cooling drinks, and to keep happy and not to worry. Up to the time we left London, we had been allowed to eat fish; but now no fish was allowed. Not one detail did Baba leave for us to decide, and Quentin Todd, who was with Baba in India at this time, was sent back to London to see that we got off safely, and carried out Baba's directions.

During the three weeks we were in India, we experienced most unusual weather for India—cool, with refreshing rain and a constant breeze. "An unusual summer month," said the Indian newspapers. We looked up at Baba. He smilingly answered, "I have turned the key."

Baba took us north to see places of both historic and spiritual interest: Agra, Murree, and Kashmir. Our first stop was at a beautiful place, Kandevele, near Lake Arthur. Coming back one evening from a long walk with Baba (we spent three days there), we saw an unusual sight—lightning, clouds, sunset, and the moon rising. Baba signaled us to stop and watch with him. I recall Baba was upset because not all were with him to see the sight. Again the old story—some had separated and gone ahead. One of us asked Baba as we stood watching, "Do you see very differently from us?" He replied, "Very." Later, he added, "Our eyes are so small, and we see the whole world with them. We see also with our eyes closed: that which we see is Baba."

From Lake Arthur we proceeded by car to Igatpuri to join the mail express to Agra. En route the train stopped at Nasik Station and here a large gathering of devotees had assembled to meet Baba. A few entered his carriage and laid garlands of flowers at his feet. Some kissed his feet and some wept. As the train passed out, they all cheered Baba: "Shri Meher Baba, ki jai!" On the main railways of India, Baba is known and respected by many of the guards and officials who will do anything for him and his party.

A few hours after our arrival in Agra, Baba took us to see the Taj Mahal by moonlight, taking us again the next day to see it by daylight. As we stood watching this superb mausoleum, built by the great Shah Jehan, in memory of his favorite wife, Mumtaz, Baba's brother, Adi, Jr., remarked: "There is nothing spiritual about it, it is dedicated only to a small human love.