18 Sep 2012 – I like the abuse of my lovers more than the praise of sycophants

THE NEXT DAY, Sunday, September 19th, an event happened on the way to Meherabad. V. G. Luktuke (nicknamed “Mama,” meaning Uncle), age fifty-four, lived near Akbar Press and had first met Baba through Nusserwan Satha at the Meherabad birthday celebration in 1938. These days, however, Luktuke was upset, as he had not received a copy […]