The life defining moment in the life of Dr. Gaur was just inches ahead. On one fine occasion he found himself on the Samadhi of the present era's incarnation of the God Avatar Meher Baba at Ahmednagar. He was standing like everyone other in the long serpentine queue with a rose in his hand to offer his regards or tribute to the feet of Avatar. Then came his turn. He entered the tomb. But before he could offer rose to Baba, Baba emerged from his grave and gave him a tight clench. Such was the impact of the Avataric embrace of Baba that the petals of the rose were pestled to powder and the sap reddened the side pocket of his long Kurta. It all happened in the divine consciousness and in a timeless dimension. Nobody around the tomb knew what happened and in which way? When Dr. Gaur returned to his worldly consciousness he found that the other persons in the queue were getting restive and asking him to leave the place for others. Dr. Gaur was in ecstatic delirium. When he told about this divine embrace to the fellow devotees standing hither and thither around the tomb and even in side the tomb nobody could believe it. Then he showed the crushed petals of the rose, the incarnadine smear of the sap of rose on the side pocket of his Kurta. But even then it was hard to stomach. But then much to the bewilderment of everybody the same ruddy splotch was seen on the side of the cloak of Baba's portrait which is perched behind his grave in the tomb. Seeing this people around there went berserk and took away even the last residue of the crushed rose.