HOWEVER, I NOTICED THAT PITAJI’S EYES HAD A FARAWAY LOOK. I was convinced in my heart of hearts that Pitaji had already gone, very, very far away, and only came down occasionally to show that His body was alive. “Ye to sabko huaa hai Dillee men.“Everyone has this fever in Delhi.”I began weeping loudly on His chest:“PITIJI! PITIJI! MY DEAR BELOVED PITIJI! GET WELL SOON! GET WELL BY THY SPIRITUAL POWER!”O Lord, He has become just like a little child. His entire system has reacted against all the medicines – the heart tablets, the Crocin tablets, the antibiotics. The fever has completely shattered Pitaji’s body. O Lord, I have never seen Him in such a state. ‘Thy Will Be Done’when I found Pitaji inflicting such unbearable torments upon Himself.