I was dreaming that I was in some sort of field that looked like a sports ground. A few people were watching as if there was some sort of tournament taking place.

However, I had been engaged in a fight with someone else, an opponent. I don’t remember all the details but for some reason I was unable to defeat him. Then, he gave me some hints and guidance. There was also another woman somewhere who knew the secrets of the art of this fight. So, eventually I learned the proper technique to fight. But just as I was going to defeat my opponent, the fight (it was more like a game) stopped. This then happened one or two more times. 

Then, the tournament ended and Baba came to distribute prizes. It was as if He had come down from Heaven. Everyone became very much emotionalized and I don’t remember exactly what happened, except that there was a huge wave of bliss all around.

Someone asked me to take a round on a bicycle and I went with that person very fast, almost as if having an accident. We rode in a counter clockwise direction. Eventually, we returned.

The margiis were still there, very much in bliss. I saw Shiila standing there holding a small white bag / sachet (with something green inside) in front of her face. Probably Baba had given this to her and she was crying. Perhaps it had been some sort of medicine for her to overcome her recent psychosis.

The dream reminded me of one song where Baba says:

"Look ! I have brought a bucketful 

of the nectar of immortality 

to distribute to the world."