Chinna Swami was an interesting subtle-conscious mast staying in the Bangalore mast ashram. When he smoked he had the strange habit of often extinguishing his cigarette by putting the burning end in his mouth and chewing on it. Behind one of the mast’s huts was an electric pole which was not grounded properly. Everyone would avoid touching it, as it gave an unpleasant shock. But Chinna Swami would actually wrap his hands around the pole and hug it for hours, as if he were enjoying the sensation!
To give another idea of how unconscious masts were of their bodies, Phulwala, the sixth plane mast, used to suck a lump of lime with hydrogen peroxide, a substance so caustic an ordinary man would not have been able to touch his tongue to it.
A tea stall had been opened in one corner of the mast ashram on February 19th, where the masts could go at any time and drink tea and smoke beedies or cigarettes. A crude hand-painted sign was nailed up, reading “Mast Hotel.”
The masts apparently were delighted to have a place all their own to congregate. A singer had also been sent for from Ahmednagar, and each day Baba would gather the masts in his room to listen to music. Tears of ecstasy would flow from Chatti Baba’s eyes, as he sat listening to the music.
Our Age marveled at the wonderful sight.
(1) In Bangalore, Meher Baba continued his practice of cleaning the masts’ latrines and toilets.
Lord Meher, 1st. ed., Bhau Kalchuri, Vol. 7, pp. 2524 – 2527.
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