As his hand became slack; I continued to say, “Baba, Baba” I would usually not go to Baba’s room at night, yet that day, I don’t know why, I thought I should go and wish Baba good night. I saw Baba sitting on his bed. Seeing me, Baba said, “Come, daughter, come.” I hesitated to go inside because Baba was already on his bed; perhaps he wanted to sleep soon. Baba summoned me again, and I saw Baba was in deep silence.
He said nothing, and I also continued to look at Baba without saying anything. After some time, he turned his body around to face me, putting his feet down on the floor. I was standing before him, and Baba reached out for my hand. As Baba was seated, I standing, he holding my hand, he gave such powerful drishti that I cannot describe. He continued to give drishti for 2-3 minutes, all the while holding my hand.
Baba was giving such drishti that a current of power was flowing into me. Baba appeared to me as only light, the light of an angel. Through his drishti and from his hand, Baba gave all the powers and responsibility to me.