There was a certain Shri Ramesh Chandra Shukla at Raipur, in Madhya Pradesh. His father, Shri Ambika Charan Shukla had been greatly devoted to Shri Nathji. He was ill, and in bed. He urged his son to go and secure the darshan of Shri Nathji, who was in Delhi at the time. The young man was an earnest seeker.
He had read about Shri Nathji in Mrs. Bhutt’s book: Mere Prabhu Darshan ki Anmol Ghariyaan–My precious moments of God Realisation.
He thirsted for Shri Nathji’s darshan. But, unfortunately, no means were available for him to reach Delhi. There was an all-India railway strike, and no trains were operating in the country.
Shri Ramesh Chandra Shukla offered a silent prayer to Shri Nathji. And that very day, he was informed that a special aircraft was waiting to take him and his family to Delhi. The plane had been sent by his uncle!
Shri Ramesh Chandra Shukla never forgot this incident. He arrived in Delhi, and prostrated before Shri Nathji. He saw the Divine Being in him and his soul was filled with an inner light. He took Shri Nathji to his uncle’s house in Delhi, where he and his grandmother washed Shri Nathji’s feet and drank from the charan-aamrit.
For the grand mother and the grandson the presence of Shri Nathji in the home was like that of Lord Krishna.
When Shri Nathji praised the food laid out for him, the old lady said:
You ate even the rice of the poor Sudaama, when you were Lord Krishna.
After Shri Nathji had eaten, the old lady said: I have one request–please stay in the house for a few hours more and relax after the meal!
Shri Nathji accepted her prayer and rested in the afternoon on a specially prepared couch in the sitting room. It was the first time Shri Nathji had ever eaten in anyone’s house and slept for the afternoon in the same place.
Send me ahead, said the grandmother who was stooped with the burden of years, to the other world!
Mataji! Shri Nathji said, there is need for you in this world yet. You can think of leaving when the need is over. It is not for man to determine whether his work in the world is finished or not. It is for God to determine this for him!
The grandmother said to Shri Nathji: We wish you would find a suitable girl for Priya Nath–one that would have all the qualities of Mahamateshwari!
Shri Nathji’s mode of speech, his mannerisms and behaviour before elderly ladies was very much like that of a respectful, doting son. The old lady had tears in her eyes when Shri Nathji left.