I WAS INSPIRED BY KAIKOBAD
William M. Stephens
In 1970, when two of Meher Baba's close disciples, Adi K. Irani and
Meherjee Karkaria, visited the Baba group in Miami, I spoke to each of
them separately about repeating Baba's name constantly. Adi just shrugged
and said we shouldn't try to repeat Baba's name while performing other
duties. When we are free from pressing obligations, however, we should
repeat Baba's name.
Meherjee, on the other hand, said that the repetition goes on of its
own volition after you reach a certain point. You don't have to do
anything. It just keeps flowing. That's what I wanted to hear, and I
went at it with renewed vigor.
Meher Baba tells us, of course, that if we take His name at the moment of
death, we will come to Him. He added that we should practice thinking of
Him and repeating His name so we won't forget to do so at the critical
time. That is enough reason for us to endeavor to keep remembering Baba
and saying His name.
Like most Baba-lovers who visited Meherabad in the early '90s, I was
inspired by Kaikobad, the disciple of Meher Baba who had been
repeating Baba's name 100,000 times a day since 1943, when Meher Baba
directed him to do so. In the book Listen, Humanity, my good friend Don
Stevens tells of seeing Kaikobad in 1955 at a meeting Meher Baba held for
His male followers at Meherabad.
With Eruch Jessawala interpreting Meher Baba's gestures and speaking
out the words, Baba told the group:
"I love Kaikobad and often bow down to him. Whenever I go out
on mast tours ... I ask Kaikobad to lay his hand on my head and bless me.
Recently at Satara he wept and protested, but I told him to continue to
obey me to the point of kicking me should I ask him to do so.
"Kaikobad has been with me for twelve years. He has his family. They are
staying on Meherabad Hill. He has dedicated everything to me and I have
accepted him. He belongs to the Parsi (Zoroastrian) priest class, and
hence he is also called Dastoor, which means 'a priest.' And he is a real
priest. He sees Baba as Baba is to be seen, and he takes Baba's blessing
as blessings are to be taken. He has also been repeating Baba's name one
hundred thousand times every 24 hours all these years. He had the first
glimpse of Divinity at Meherabad in 1946. Again on August 31, 1953, he
experienced at Dehra Dun such bliss that he was on the point of dropping
his body. Now he says he can see glimpses of my reality whenever he wishes.
FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND, pp. 52-53
1977 © Oceanic Press