Symbols of the world's religions



P. N. Ganjoo

In 1943, Dr. Ram Narian told me Baba was the Avatar of the Age. Although his words fell on deaf ears, I read through Meher Baba's discourses. I thought Baba was a good writer.

A few days later I went to a shrine located in a remote part of Kashmir, close to the place where Baba had fasted and been in seclusion for about a month. One day during lunch a thought crossed my mind: a holy man could come and share food with me. Then I thought: "Baba, you claim to be omnipresent, you come and share my food!" However, nobody came for the meal of rice and vegetables. I kept the spare food well protected and covered for the evening meal.

After a few hours, I saw that the utensils were empty and the food had disappeared. It was a great surprise to me, the manager of the shrine and others, but nobody could guess what had happened.

Next morning I woke up and started meditating. I felt strangely benumbed; someone told me that Meher Baba had come there and I could meet Him. The man lifted me in the air and carried me through space until I was near Baba.

Baba told me, "I have received your rice." He ate it in my presence — the same rice and vegetables that had disappeared the previous night. The man picked me up again, and in a moment I woke from the reverie to find myself sitting in the same straight posture and at the same place. No police could have helped me against the Divine Thief!

GLOW International, August 1985, p. 24
1985 © Naosherwan Anzar


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