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Arnavaz N. Dadachanji

For the first time, I stayed on Meherabad Hill with dear Mehera and the women mandali, in the ashram that Baba had established for them. When I came up the Hill, Baba, who was sitting cross-legged on a big table in the kitchen, called me to Him and embraced me.

Mehera was standing nearby and Baba turned to her and asked, "Mehera, do you know her?" Mehera replied, "Yes, Baba, she's Arnavaz." I was pleased that Mehera remembered me, as I had seen her only rarely. Baba then turned to me and asked, "Do you know her?" pointing to Mehera. I said, "Yes, Baba, she's Mehera."

Mehera looked very beautiful in a simple plain white cotton sari with a green border. When I looked at her face, radiant with love for Baba, I was deeply touched and loved her immediately. At that moment she carved a niche in my heart that has been there ever since.

It was then that I understood the special position she had with Baba. Nobody ever explained it to me, nobody ever told me, not even Baba, but I knew. It was a natural understanding that came to me. Later I realized the significance of this particular meeting; I was consciously awakening to my deep connection with Mehera.


GIFT OF GOD, pp. 25-26
1996 © Meherazad Trust for Avatar Meher Baba


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