For the most part, the Narsikar family remained in the quarters outside and above the house, which were to say the least, cramped and uncomfortable, and were very cold in the winter. It was there that Mrs. Gangabai Bhutt had also stayed when she had been living with Shri Nathji in 1986. Both, Shri Nathji and Priya Nath remained worried about their welfare, all the time that they were there. “Ujwala! Ujwal! Ujwal! Ab ujwal hone kaa“Ujwala! Radiant! Ever Radiant! The time for your radiance to spread, is to come!”Even though Ujwala wished to share in looking after Shri Nathji inside the house and also to help Mangla in the kitchen, Priya Nath did not think it was advisable. He had seen that Ujwala and Mangla had the kind of relationship, which would be expected between a bride and her sister-in-law, in most Indian homes, a relationship that was not always cordial. Every time that Ujwala would come inside to share in the work, Mangla would feel that her work was finished, and become depressed, and speak of returning to Nagpur. Priya Nath knew that if this happened and she left with a feeling of dejection, Shri Nathji would be greatly affected. He had seen the strain that Shri Nathji had to endure each time that Mangla appeared gloomy or depressed.“Iss vakt jisskaa jo part chal rahaa hai usse chalne do!“Let each person do the part that he is allotted to do at this time!”Shri Nathji would always recount this great sacrifice on the part of Ujwala. However he had been with her inside her heart, even when she had been outside. “Your left hand is always with you, even though you may or may not use it!”