Shri Nathji’s weight is 38.4 Kg and his pulse has become miraculously regular by June 16, 1990. The powers of Light are working also, warding off the powers of Darkness. Shri Nathji’s urine stream is good and strong which, too, is His miracle.“Aapse kahaan lagaa – ye to aaj kal“I didn’t catch it from you, it is in the atmosphere, everyone has it!”Even as Priya Nath lifts up his bedding and prepares to move out into a makeshift folding bed in the big room, Shri Nathji says to him:“Aapse mujhe koyi“I can never catch a virus fever from you!”It is a very difficult decision for Priya Nath. He is afraid to leave Shri Nathji alone in his bedroom for fear that Shri Nathji might fall any time while moving out of bed, and also for fear that he might have a suffocation attack or any attack associated with the irregular pulse. “Piyaji, sab ttheek hai? Bukhaar kuchh kam huaa ke naheen?“Piyaji, is everything all right? Has the fever come down? Phone Dr. Kaushal and ask him to come!”Even with all the risks of his getting out of bed by himself, Shri Nathji does not care for himself and remains concerned about Priya Nath only.“Priyaji, aapkaa ttheek raihnaa bahut zaroori hai! Aap hee to hain jo mujhe samhaal rahe hain!“Priyaji, it is very important for you to remain well. After all it is only you who are looking after me!”There had also been times when Priya Nath had appeared to become unwell from excessive worrying over Shri Nathji’s health, and Shri Nathji had become worried lest anyone had done anything to him and would say:“Priyaji, kissee ne mujhe“Priyaji, if anyone has to bring me down all he has to do is to make an attack on you. He knows that of you fall ill, then I shall become helpless.”Priya Nath tries to keep awake, as much as possible, during the nights, so that he can keep a vigil over Shri Nathji through the inner window.