Priya Nath records in his diary of October 24, 1991:“I wept many times today as I thought of life without my dear, Beloved, Pitiji. His loving voice calling out to me, ‘Piyaji…Piyaji!’ His trips to the room commode, his tying the strings on his white woollen chooridaars, his head kerchief, his sweater – O LORD, I cannot simply live without Him because He is the life of my life, and I must go with Him whenever the time comes. O LORD, please grant me that happiness and fulfilment.”