Mangoes were a favorite delicacy of most of the people in Kainchi, but the poorer people could not afford to buy them. Inder and jiban would send mangoes and we would distribute them. Later there was a serious failure of the mango crop and they became hard to get. In 1972 and 1973, Babaji was giving up so many things: "This I do not eat, that I do not eat. . " He not only stopped eating sweets, but also many fruits and other delicacies. In 1973, Inder and his wife came and they had managed to get twenty or thirty choice mangoes. They said, "Dada, take them to Baba."

Since it was hard to obtain, Didi had the sweetmeat seller prepare one kilo of sandesh to give as prasad. She brought it when she returned from her college at five o'clock. As soon as she arrived, Baba came out of his room. "Kamala, what have you brought? What have you brought?"

In Baba's ashrams the storerooms would be full of all the essential things. What was needed, where it was to come from, how the payments were to be made-that was all his responsibility. How he did this was a great mystery. Huge amounts of provisions would be used every day but he would always know the exact inventory, although no records were maintained.

People who saw Babaji in the ashram procuring supplies and urging their safekeeping could be forgiven for thinking that he was attached to these things. But they were misled. If he had been indifferent or very slack, everything would have easily vanished in no time. Once many stainless steel cups and plates came to the ashram, but within a few months most of them were gone. I said, "It is surprising that ashram supplies go away like that."