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I had one son and one daughter. In 1928, when the son was born I distributed Penda (sweets) to all my friends. Then in 1931 when he passed away, I again did the same thing. At first everyone was under the impression that another son was born. I did not let them know my son was dead, until after they had eaten the sweets. I finally inform them that the 'guest' (my son) who had come, has now left! when he came I greeted him and when he left, I did the same, I bade him farewell, with just as much joy in my heart. The same happened with the title daughter. Anyone, who comes, has to leave again.
Dadashri
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Generation Gap
- Dada Bhagwan
