chair and He himself sat opposite me, with feet tucked under. He smilingly motioned, for me to go on and cry. He told me, it helps wash away all that what has been stored within me too long. After the floodgates of tears were at last closed, He motioned me to deposit gifts to His left. During this private interview, Baba said:

"I AM THE HIGHEST OF THE HIGH AND BEING SUCH I SAY WITH

DIVINE TRUTH - TO LOVE ME IS NOT EASY, BUT TO OBEY ME IS."

September 20, 1954, Trip To Sakori

Up at 5:30 a.m., shaved and bathed and had a very early breakfast at 6:30 a.m. Left by 3 station wagons and 2 cars. Baba's Mandali and all Baba-lovers from Meherabad Hill met Baba at 5 minutes to 7 a.m. at Sarosh's office, in Ahmednagar. Baba, in a very happy mood, joking and teasing and amidst all this, continued to caution the tall men not to bump their heads on low doors, etc. We all proceeded ahead, Baba's car behind. We made several stops on the way; the distance from Nagar to Sakori is 55 miles. Some disciples were asked to tell jokes. Baba was greatly amused. We then proceeded to Rahata and another collective stop was made, and after some general talk we went on to Sakori. From the distance we saw a big crowd and heard the shooting of guns - then a music band setting up a terrific din. A great white horse, covered with beautiful embroidered cloth, also a gray donkey, covered likewise, made their appearance amongst the crowd. The streets were jammed with people, they had old-fashioned guns, made out of silver; flags and banners with streamers were carried. The crowd was noisy, and excited, I took pictures, also one of a wealthy landowner-family, in front of their home, they gave me their address, to send them pictures of them. After slow parading in the press of the mass of humanity, we stopped in the market place, where we were practically mobbed. Baba then led us to the Sakori Ashram where a reception was held. These women are disciples of Upasni Maharaj, Baba's Master. Baba, standing in front of Upasni's tomb said: "Although He, (Baba), has said that His previous visit to Sakori would be His last visit, He, remembering Upasni's wish that Baba was to bring some Westerners to Sakori, now has complied with Upasni's wish and fulfilled his request." Baba then asked all the Westerners to bow down to Upasni Maharaji’s shrine. (The shrine was enclosed in silver bars and a statuette of Upasni was seen, sitting in his accustomed position.) While the dancing and singing was going on, Baba led each Westerner to the foot of the shrine, put His hand on our foreheads and made us bow down and thus touch the covered footprints of Upasni Maharaj. Considerable comments were made about this amongst the Westerners. Baba then stated, that Baba now has fulfilled Upasni's wish and that for the last time, before He sheds His body, He will pay homage to Upasni, but that He (Baba) as THE HIGHEST OF THE HIGH, is known to Upasni as such. Afterward we dined, partaking of a lot of strange dishes, some delicious, others too hot and spicy. Then we were shown around each and every room of the sacred places. Baba would hold His devotional prayer. The women sleep on stone floors with roll-up bedding, the same as Baba's men disciples in Pimpalgaon. The saris and blankets hang on cords under the ceiling, a colorful display. The music room was small with various instruments, like sitars, bells of different sizes, flutes and drums, of all shapes. The women in the Ashram wore yellow saris, quietly moving about to entertain their Divine Guest - Baba.

We were shown by Baba through the temple and residence of Upasni Maharaj. The place where he finally dropped his body once was surrounded by the only climbing mangrove-tree known to exist. The mangrove died out after Upasni left his body. There were large mango trees, which were planted by Baba long ago, from seeds of fruit Baba gave to His disciples. After they had eaten the fruit, Baba bade them to return the seeds to Him and He in turn planted them. The women in charge of the music room gave each one, Frank Eaton and myself, a Krishna-flute, which Baba later collected from us, as well as the books, which were given to some of the Western disciples. Baba asked not to be reminded of these things, as He would do with them as He wished.

A little 5-year-old girl was standing way back in the darkness of a house door, crying bitterly, her dress was ragged and her hair uncombed; she was barefooted and dirty.