Vaid Raj Sudhanwa and Shakuntala, as well as the Bhutts and the devotees at Delhi, gathered together to say farewell to Shri Nathji, as he prepared to go to Allahabad. They prayed to him to return to Delhi soon.
Victor driver was called to take Shri Nathji to Allahabad. Shyam Lal Kasera was with Shri Nathji in his usual place at Shri Nathji’s feet in the Standard Car.
The journey by road to Allahabad from Delhi was uncomfortable to say the least. The road was broken in many places, and was too narrow for two cars to pass each other. There were bullock-carts that went by the side of the road, raising dust. To Shri Nathji, Mateshwari and the children, the dust of the plains was suffocating. They had been accustomed to the pure air at Mussoorie.
The children sat together in the front seat of the car next to the driver. The driver sat in the other seat in the front. Shri Nathji and Mateshwari sat in the back seat.
At the feet of Shri Nathji, on the floorboard of the car, sat Shyam Lal Kasera in an uncomfortable cramped position, craning his head at an unnatural angle to look at the road ahead, past the driver’s shoulders.
Shri Nathji sat with his legs folded beneath him and Shyam Lal sitting in front of him, and remained in that pose for hours on end. Only Shri Nathji and Shyam Lal could have endured such a difficult sitting pose. It was to become a permanent pose with them whenever they travelled together in a car. It was only Shri Nathji’s power that kept his knees from getting cramped even as his legs remained folded under him for hours.
In the first week of February 1949, Shri Nathji was at Allahabad, at the house of his devotee, Sardar Harbhajan Singh, at No. 6, Auckland Road.
It was very late in the night. There was a huge iron gate at his house. As Shyam Lal knocked on the gate and Shri Nathji stood beside him, Sardar Harbhajhan Singh came out, torch in hand, with two Alsatian dogs barking by his side
“Kaun?” he said, “Taar Vaalaa? Who is it? A telegram messenger?”
“Taar Vaalaa naheen! Taarne vaalaa!” said Shri Nathji, “No, it is not he who brings telegrams, it is he who brings salvation!”