To: Bhau’s Dear Ones
By email:
Date: May 24, 2001
Subject: Bhau’s Awakening of 24th May -- Long to Long
to Hear My Silent Voice
Note slight title change. Also, this was composed
before Bhau’s hospitalization for his blockage on
Saturday, 26th May. All references to the medical
events and Poona refer to incidents prior to that
date. By the time you read this, he should have been
discharged from Inlaks Hospital and on his way back to
Ahmednagar.
Beloved Avatar Meher Baba Ki Jai!
From Bhau:
Yesterday [Wednesday, May 23rd], I came back from
Poona at 12:30 p.m., after medical tests. I had been
there on the 22nd May and stayed at the Aurora Towers
Hotel. Sheela, Freeman, and Max were with me. Poor
Shiva remained busy with emailing. He has got a lot
of work, and he remains busy continuously.
Dr. Gus had taken an appointment with the cardiologist
in Poona. Dr. Anne was sick, so she had gone to Poona
for a medical checkup. The doctor advised her to take
a vacation, and she went to Panchgani (a hill
station). Dr. Gus and his wife, Rada, had already
taken an ECG and blood tests for hemoglobin, and of
course, the sugar test. So it did not take much time
for the other tests there in Poona. Health progress
is there, but it is slow. The cardiologist has again
asked me to return after a month.
When I returned from Poona, Shiva came with the
emails. There were two, one from Martin and Wendy
(Kura) about God and the Nervous System, and one from
Dr. Tom (Mauro) regarding alternative medicine.
Therefore, I sent those two emails to Dr. Gus to study
and give opinion. Shiva looked at me, and he said,
“You seem very low.”
I said to him, “I feel tired today.”
Yesterday, I came to know that I was still very weak.
Still, I was working up to 10:00 p.m.. Shiva left,
and I went to bed. I don’t know at what time I slept,
but at 3:30 a.m., I heard something, and I woke up.
Then I heard, “What are you doing?”
Generally, Baba would ask me such questions. So I
felt that Baba was asking me, and I said to Him,
“Nothing, Baba.”
“Nothing? Nothing?” He replied. “All the time, just
nothing? But do you understand what is Nothing?
There is only one infinite Nothing. It is impossible
to do that Nothing. If you deal with that Nothing,
you become Everything. There are innumerable nothings
in this infinite Nothing. You people always deal with
these small nothings, and you think that you are doing
something. What are you doing? You are dealing with
that which has no substance.
“I am Everything. I deal with everything; it is
Creation. It is innumerable nothings as well as
innumerable everythings. I have to deal with these
small nothings and small everythings every moment. I
am responsible for these everythings and nothings.
These are the medium to experience and know the
Everything.
“This is such a game of illusion, that I also feel
tired of this game. But you can get rid of this game
one way. But I cannot get rid of it, because I am the
active Everything, facing the responsibility of this
Creation all the time.
“So, how to rid yourself of involvement with this
nothings and everythings?
“I tell you, a simple solution. Pay attention. When
I had a toddy shop in Kasbah Peth, Poona, there was
one room where pictures of all the perfect masters and
saints were hung on the walls. Everyday in the
morning, I would perform arti there. Afterwards, I
would distribute sweets in the form of prasad. So the
boys and girls would come there for arti, because they
would receive a good quantity of sweets.
“There was one boy, whose name was Vishnu. He was
very, very regular in attending the arti because of
the sweets. At the time, I was called Merwan Seth.
“One day, I asked Vishnu, ‘Where do you live?’
“‘I live very close to here,” he said.
“‘Who is there in your house?’ I asked him.
“‘My mother,’ Vishnu replied, ‘and my sister.’
“‘What about your Father?’
“‘My father is no more,’ he said.
“‘Can I visit your house?’ I asked.
“‘If you visit my house, my mother will feel very
happy, because I tell her about you. That Merwan Seth
is very kind and very loving. He distributes sweets
everyday. So I attend his arti every morning. She
knows you, Merwan Seth. So please come to my house.’
“‘All right,’ I answered. ‘I’ll come with you.’ And
I went.
“When I went to his house, Vishnu said to his mother,
Kakubai, ‘See. This is Merwan Seth. He gives me a
lot of sweets every day.’
“‘Vishnu likes you very much,’ Kakubai said. ‘Every
day he tells me about you.’
“‘Whether Vishnu goes to school?’ I asked.
“‘Yes,’ said Vishnu’s mother, ‘he does go to school.
But every day he goes to the cinema.’
“‘Don’t worry about Vishnu,” I reassured her. ‘I will
take care of him.’ Then I asked, ‘What are you
cooking?’
“‘Rice and dal.’
“‘I like dal and rice very much,’ I said. ‘Will you
give me a little?’
“‘Yes. It is ready.’ So she brought some rice and
dal for Me.
“‘I ate it, and remarked, ‘It is very delicious. If I
come here every day at 1l:00, will you give Me dal and
rice?’
“‘Yes,’ Kakubai replied. ‘I’ll be only too happy to
serve you.’
“So the next day I went at 10:00 a.m. instead of 11:00
a.m. ‘Bring me the dal and rice,’ I asked her.
“‘Merwan Seth, it is still cooking,’ Vishnu’s mother
protested.
“‘Whenever I come, it should be ready,’ I said.
‘Tomorrow, I will keep it ready by 10:00 a.m.’ she
promised.
“So the next day, I went at 9:00 a.m. Every day it
would happen, that the dal and rice would not be ready
when I would come. I went as early as 7:00 a.m. So
the poor lady thought that she would have it ready by
6:00 a.m., and she would do so. I went for a few
days, then stopped going.
“All of a sudden, I would go to Vishnu’s home, and I
would ask, ‘Where is My dal and rice?’
“Vishnu’s mother would feel surprised. ‘If you would
tell me that you would come, I would keep it ready.
You did not come for so many days. Then today, you
came.’
“‘I am hungry,’ I said. ‘That is why I came.
Therefore, see that you feed Me when I am hungry.’
“So the poor lady would keep dal and rice ready.
Sometimes I would not come for six months. Then, all
of a sudden I would go. So Kakubai would prepare dal
and rice and keep it ready every day, in the
expectation that I would come. If I did not come, she
would eat the dal and rice in the evening, thinking it
was My prasad. She continued doing this, and every
day she would expect me to visit her house. She came
very close to me.
“When Vishnu came to Meherabad to live, his Mother
also came and would stay at Meherabad. But dal and
rice every day she would keep ready for me. Her whole
life she was doing that, even though I would not eat
it for months together. Still she continued to
prepare it for Me. Till her death, Kakubai always
kept dal and rice ready for Me. Through that dal and
rice, she would remember Me every day.
“Only in 1925 did I stay at Meherabad for long
periods. After 1927, I started visiting different
places in India. But Vishnu’s mother would cook dal
and rice every day. She would tell Me in her heart,
‘Baba, your dal and rice are ready. Now you come and
eat.’
“So dal and rice started a longing for love in her
heart. It was not ritual or a ceremony. It was her
longing. When love is there, love creates longing.
If anyone does anything, and love is not there, then
that thing becomes ritual and ceremony.
“I want longing through love. This is sheer worship.
Only the heart can do this. When you practice ritual
and ceremonies, it is the voice of the mind. But when
longing is within you, it is the voice of the heart.
I hear only the voice of the heart. I don’t hear the
language of the tongue, comprised of mantras and
chanting. I don’t hear the language of the mind,
comprised of meditation and concentration. I hear
only the voice of the heart, which is pure love.
“I’ll give you another example. Kakabaria was one of
My Mandali. He would always be at Meherazad. I would
not stay at Meherazad, in fact, I would seldom come
there. I started staying at Meherazad from 1957,
after the accident. Kaka alone was taking care of
Meherazad. What he would do? Everyday, he would keep
My room clean. He would keep the drinking water in My
room, expect Me at any time any day. He was very
particular about it.
“Once, I went to Hyderabad in search of masts. You
[Bhau] were with me. While coming back to Satara,
where I was staying at the time, I thought, ‘I must
visit Meherazad.’
“I reached Meherazad at 2:00 a.m. Kaka was sleeping.
When Eruch woke him up, Kaka got up and saw Me. He
took me into My room. He opened the lock, and what
did I find? Everything was ready. The bed was ready.
Drinking water was ready. I was very, very happy.
“Kaka would expect Me every day, and he would keep
everything ready for Me. Early in the morning,
breakfast was ready for Me. Milk also he would keep
prepared. Kaka would do these because of his longing
and love for Me.
“So I say to you [Bhau], ‘I want love. I want
longing. I don’t want rituals or ceremonies. I don’t
hear the language of the mind or the language of the
tongue. I hear the voice of your heart. I long to
hear that voice. So long to long to hear My silent
voice. Then you will know.’
With all love and Jai Babas,
Bhau
Meherabad
Thursday, 24th May, 2001