Baba then gestured, "Let us have music." An eight-year-old girl, Magdalena Alvarado, recited a poem about a rainy day.

Violette Hutchins (of Asheville, North Carolina) asked if today was the Christian festival of Pentecost (when the Holy Ghost descended upon Jesus' apostles 40 days after he was crucified) — the seventh Sunday after Easter — and what was its significance. It was, but Baba said, "It is better not to answer that."

Referring to Harry Kenmore, Baba remarked, "He has a good heart. He is 100 percent for Baba, and is the only man to whom Mehera was permitted to speak for five minutes. I have not permitted Mehera to speak to any man. Harry, what did you feel [when you were with] Mehera?"

Harry said, "Mehera radiates love and purity. I felt she was the exact feminine counterpart of Baba." Baba turned and gave him a kiss.

Baba's favorite song Begin the Beguine was played on a phonograph. Baba remarked the song had an eternal meaning. He beat the rhythm with his fingers on the arm of his chair. "I always hear this record at Nariman's place when I go to Bombay," he said.

Thereafter, four Indian ghazal records were played, the meaning of which Baba explained. In between, he remarked:

In India we have classical music and classical singers. I do not like classical music. They come and sing classical songs for me, but I do not appreciate it. I like qawaali songs best. There is a depth to what the qawaals utter and to the words they use. The qawaali songs are all based on me — about my greatness and about my work.

Qawaalis are not religious but spiritual songs. They are devotional songs and have nothing to do with religion. Like the Christian mystics, each one of whom was my gem, each was a lover of God — Jesus was their theme. Jesus was their Beloved, and they did nothing but love their Beloved. They were burning with such a love that it burned their sins to ashes.

Some records were fortunately left behind in Pimpalgaon; otherwise, I would have had to explain every word!

After the music, Baba retired to his house, where at 1:00 P.M. about 20 women assembled in the living room. They were those whom Mehera had known or corresponded with over the years. She had sent several small presents and had told Baba for whom each gift was intended. Baba remarked, "At the time, I nodded my head each time she said someone's name, but now I can't recall it. I can solve universal problems, but not this one!"