ONCE, AT MIDNIGHT, (Oct. 1958) Baba asked Bhau to give him soda water. Bhau opened a bottle, but accidentally a piece of glass along with the cap fell on the floor. Reacting upset, Baba scolded him, “I was about to call the women for five minutes, and what have you done? If I send for them now, the pieces of glass will hurt their feet!”Bhau offered, “I will sweep it up in no time, Baba.”
Baba asked him to do so forthwith. Bhau began sweeping and collecting it – there was only one tiny little piece. Baba, however, was not satisfied and made him sweep and scrub the room not once but several times. Every corner was cleaned over and over again, and the whole time Baba was sitting up in bed, repeating, “I wanted to call Mehera for five minutes, but now you have ruined all that by your carelessness.” (Really speaking, Baba would never call Mehera and the other women so late at night. Even if he did, they always wore sandals while Bhau was barefoot.)
In any event, the cleaning took almost three hours, and Baba sat on his bed the entire time supervising the operation as he lambasted Bhau. At last, he pointed, “You have cleaned the whole room, but what about under the bed? Perhaps a few pieces have fallen there.”
Bhau had endured just about all he could take, but he swept and mopped under Baba’s bed as instructed. Baba asked him, “What are you thinking?”
“Speak the truth; what are you thinking?”
Bhau was by this time so irritated he burst out, “You never call the women so late, but even if you did, would they go underneath the bed? This is all your excuse to give me trouble and harass me.”
“Don’t I know that the women wouldn’t go under my bed? Are you telling me anything new?” Baba replied. “Now tell me, what is your duty?”
“To carry out your wish.”
“Are you carrying out my wish by wondering whether the women will go underneath the bed? Is this being resigned to my wish? If you have such thoughts, you will never be able to follow my orders. Is it not madness on your part to have such thoughts when you take me as All-Knowing? Only he who has no other thought but to obey me can carry out my wish. He who wishes to obey me never thinks that I have thoughtfulness for others and not for him. It is my whim that I keep some on a bed of roses and some perhaps on a pile of thorns! The one keeping my wish never thinks of such things. If he does, he can never carry out my wish.”
This was a lesson for Bhau, and just to teach him this lesson and see that it penetrated his mind, the Lord Incarnate patiently sat on his bed for four hours having his room cleaned. Thus, for his loved ones, Baba had to suffer tremendously. Similar situations arose almost daily in connection with every one of the mandali, men or women.
Lord Meher, American ed., Bhau Kalchuri, Vol. 16, pp. 5509 – 5510.