Priya Nath massages Shri Nathji’s neck, back and shoulders and embraces and kisses him on his chest. He feels his constant argumentation on the weight gain, biochemics, salt, diuretics have strained Shri Nathji no end. At one point the two of them were even shouting at each other, as if they had gone out of control with the strain. Priya Nath had made as if to rush out of the room, and Shri Nathji, wrongly assuming he was coming towards him, raised his fists in anger like that of a boxer in a battle-pose! There was a powerful vibration of an evil force in the room, and Shri Nathji’s voice rang out: ““Lav-Kush ne to Ramji ke bhee chhakke chhuraa diye thhe!“Lav and Kush had even put fear into Ramji!”However, unlike Lav-Kush, Priya Nath could not even dream of getting into a confrontation with Shri Nathji for any reason upon earth. “Meri bandagi se mere jurm afzoon“My sins are greater than my worship,Shri Nathji had made himself so readily available to humanity that people were apt to lose sight of his Greatness. Priya Nath acutely felt that he was amongst those who had been granted such nearness by Shri Nathji that he had forgotten the infinity of Shri Nathji’s form. Although he never, for a moment, doubted the fact that Shri Nathji was God, yet he would often, in his over-protective attitude, lose sight of Shri Nathji’s Almighty Power that lay concealed behind the veil of his outer infirmities.“Ham Babaji ke aage kabhi naheen bole!”