13 January

Nolini-da's birthday. Four-thirty a.m. I offered my pranam to Nolini-da with some flowers and gave him a poem I had written about him. Around five o'clock in the afternoon he said to me: "I showed your poem to the Mother and She was extremely pleased. By the way, I do not recall if I have given you any sweets."

"Yes, you did," I said. "You gave me some yesterday."

He said: "Yesterday? Come in. Come inside my room." And then he gave me more sweets to eat.