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THE GOD-MAN The Life, Journeys and Work of Meher Baba with an ...

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22 <strong>THE</strong> <strong>GOD</strong>-<strong>MAN</strong>was to go naked one evening to a tennis court where Europe<strong>an</strong>s were playing, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> to behave like amadm<strong>an</strong>. As a consequence he was sent to a lunatic asylum, where he seems to have lived forseventeen years, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> even there people const<strong>an</strong>tly called for his blessing. In the last year <strong>of</strong> his lifethe titular chief <strong>of</strong> Kampti, near N agpur, paid him a visit. <strong>The</strong> chief was aware that Tajuddin <strong>Baba</strong>was a Sadguru, so he persuaded him to leave the asylum <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> to stay as a guest at his palace inNagpur, where he would not be troubled. Tajuddin accepted the invitation, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> passed the remainingmonths <strong>of</strong> his life in the palace. As usual <strong>with</strong> such men, he is reputed to have performed a number<strong>of</strong> miracles, one <strong>of</strong> which was to make a dead m<strong>an</strong> alive. He died on 17 August 1925, at the age <strong>of</strong>sixty - four. At his funeral thirty thous<strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> people were said to have been present.FOURTH SPIRITUAL MASTERFrom Nagpur <strong>Meher</strong> returned to Poona. After some weeks, in December, he again left in comp<strong>an</strong>y<strong>with</strong> the same friend to call upon the famous Hazrat Sai <strong>Baba</strong>, <strong>of</strong> Shirdi, <strong>of</strong> whom something shouldbe said. He c<strong>an</strong> be traced only from his arrival at Shirdi, a village in the district <strong>of</strong> Ahmednagar inthe Decc<strong>an</strong>, in the 'seventies <strong>of</strong> last century where he led the life <strong>of</strong> <strong>an</strong> itiner<strong>an</strong>t monk. He begged notonly for food but also for oil, for in the mosque he kept a lamp burning. When calm he was as gentleas a lamb, but when roused was liable to be exceedingly fierce. He seldom left the villagethroughout his life, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> would sit <strong>with</strong> his disciples on the ground, smoking a pipe called a chellum,passing it around. When people came to him he would dem<strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> money if they appeared to possess<strong>an</strong>y, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> give it away to the poor st<strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong>ing near. Thous<strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong>s <strong>of</strong> his devotees were Hindus, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong>, thoughhe was a Muslim, they performed the ceremony <strong>of</strong> arti 1 in his honour. His greatest <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> most famousdisciple was Upasni Maharaj, who was a Hindu. It was on 16 October 1918, that he died, at thesupposed age <strong>of</strong> sixty-four. A stone slab in the mosque used to serve him as a pillow. One day in thatyear it was accidentally broken to pieces. Sai <strong>Baba</strong>, seeing the pieces, said that the breaking <strong>of</strong> theslab me<strong>an</strong>t that it was to be the last day <strong>of</strong> his life: <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> it proved to be so. He appointed no successor.1 Arti is <strong>an</strong> act <strong>of</strong> devotion in which the devotees st<strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> facing the Master: one <strong>of</strong> them holds a metaltray on which there are flowers, ember sticks, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> camphor which is ignited: the tray is wavedbefore the Master, while the devotees ch<strong>an</strong>t a hymn in his praise.

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