Love and to touch His feet was all the individual needed. Around 4:45 Baba said, "After a very long time I am giving My Poona lovers the opportunity to bow down to My feet. In January, 1956, I gave My last public darshan in Poona. Today I have again allowed the Poona public to come for My darshan. After they are finished, you will have an opportunity—if it doesn't rain." He gestured to Dr. Kenmore, “Your thoughts are on Me within."
An Eastern poet read a poem dedicated to Baba. The queues of men and women on both sides still pressed forward. At 5:30 Baba announced: "It’s impossible for all to come near Me and bow down at My feet. The queue is just where it was. You have been gazing at Me all this time. Carry My form there in your heart and see it as often as possible."
Harry Kenmore, guided by Christine Wise, went through the darshan line and Baba said, "You are a daredevil to go in the queue and you are blessed for it." Groups from the different centers at Delhi, at Dehra Dun, and Andhra, came on the platform to sing bhajans. I went indoors to say goodbye to dear Mehera, Mani, Naja, Mehru and Dr. Goher, and to receive some prasad of puffed grains. During this time the gates of Guruprasad were closed and the queue cut off. Those remaining went by Baba more quickly, followed by the volunteer workers. A spontaneous dance by one lover, a song from Lenny Willoughby and then arti—the last arti of the Sahavas—was performed. Baba said, "All of you—take Me with you." As we left the Pandal it was twilight with spectacular colored clouds piled high around a slender moon. I looked back at Baba's white figure seated in His chair under the soft glare of the lamps, still surrounded by the colorful throngs of His lovers. The Avatar in person was still showering His love, after having embraced over 10,000 souls. Truly He is the inexhaustible Source of Grace in our time. Later, we heard the crowds had broken down the closed gate of Guruprasad in their intense desire to see Baba, who then, in His mercy, drove out among them in a car and in this way gave all of them a glimpse and His blessing.
Monday, November 5
How impatiently I waited for my two companions to finish breakfast so we could get to Guruprasad early, for this was the very last day of Sahavas! Even so there were some lucky ones ahead of us. Baba was already asking Dr. Kenmore why he was late this morning and he replied, "I had to visit my dear uncle!" which made Baba smile. Baba then told us that the boy who played the tabla in this morning's program practiced every day before