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1584FILM PROJECTS & WORK IN INDIA1933

Baba once remarked to Walu, "I come down from the hill twice daily to go to the mandali's quarters and have to walk up twice more. How much better it would be if there were shade trees lining the path."

Walu was a very caring, devoted person, and that very day, she began planting saplings on both sides of the narrow dirt road. A scarcity of water made it difficult to nourish them, but Walu would carry water from a far distance on her shoulders for this purpose. It is because of Walu's initial labor of love that, today, we find some of those same shade trees still lining both sides of the path leading up Meherabad Hill. Although Walu had other chores, she still found time for this extra work and it has resulted in a boon to all pilgrims coming to Meherabad.

Water at Meherabad was a critical problem and the job of laying a new pipeline under the railway tracks was started in December. During three weeks of work, all the pipes were connected and the tank on top of the hill was cleaned. On the afternoon of the 24th, the mechanical (hand-operated) pump was started. The first water was pumped up the hill, saving much labor of carrying it up by bullock cart each day.

Throughout December 1933, Baba had been in regular correspondence with his western lovers, through Chanji, and here are a few of their replies:

Nonny wrote from Paris on 5 December:

I am so blessed in just being able to think about you. I pray I may be able to do something to meet with your approval. My greatest happiness will be to serve you always.

From Quentin, Paris, 7 December:

It will be the first time that Christmas has felt real to me. You must have been wonderful then — though even more so now!

I seem to have a long way to go before I am fit to join you, but circumstances are always helping me. I see your hand in everything that happens.

From Ruano, Paris, 9 December:

I think of you always, my beloved Baba, and when I think of you, the way becomes smooth and the shadows disappear. I know all will turn out for the best, even though there are so many difficulties. I long only to do what you wish. How wonderful it will be when we are all together again!

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