all relish for any kind of food vanished. One day, in the month of December, while partaking of dinner, I felt a sort of great sensation in my body, from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I could not restrain myself from crying loudly. Everything around seemed to whirl and then vanish. My blood became extremely hot and heat pierced my body from inside. Then I swooned. When I recovered, I saw my beloved Master sitting near me. I could not help crying and pressing His lotus feet to my eyes. I kissed them now and then. He calmed me and gave me a cup of milk.

"I could now think of nothing and nobody but the Master. I simply could not help meditating on Him continuously. Even in school hours when I was apparently reading, my heart was with my Beloved. Sometimes while meditating, I used to see Him with my subtle eyes sitting near me, with His right hand on my head. Mere sight of Him, whether gross or subtle, used to make me weep. By the middle of December, on account of my devotion and constant meditation, such love took possession of my heart that it made me, so to say, 'mad' for my Beloved. Separation from Him made me suffer intensely. I was contented only when I was with Him. This love was Divine Love, a gift from the Master—the love about which Shams-e-Tabriz says: 'Sham-sul Hacke Tabriz chn begshood paray ishque, jibreelle amin ra ze pays kheesh davan kerd,' i.e., When Shamsul Hacke Tabriz opened the wings of love, it made the Angel Gabriel run after Him.'

"Needless to say that, by gaining this love, I became entirely free from the snares of worldly Maya. Nothing seemed to interest me, not even my existence. It was through the 'Divine Love' that, by the grace of my Beloved Master, I was transformed into my present state which only a few in the world experience. One day, in January, 1928, when the Holy Master was imparting instruction to boys and disciples, I began feeling that I was losing my consciousness and, after blurting out, 'Oh, Baba,' I actually lost it. I became unconscious of everything except the Divine Form of the Master. For four days, I continuously remained unconscious of the gross world but conscious of the Master's Divine Form which I was seeing in myself.

"On the fifth day, my gross consciousness was restored to me but, with its restoration, the Divine Form of the Master which, be it remembered, has nothing to do with His body, did not vanish. Since then, I began seeing it in everything, in everybody, and enjoying ineffable spiritual bliss for