The past few days have filled me with a dynamic power to speak about THEE, about Thy Glory, Thy Love, Thy BEAUTIFUL personality, Thy Divinity to all who come before me. Never before have the devotees heard me speaking to them like this. “Jab Priyaji ka janam huaa to Jagatmata ne inhen apni god men liyaa aur kahaa: “When Priyaji was born, Jagatmata – my mother – had the chance of taking him in her lap. She had said:And here I was speaking as if the ‘gift of tongues’ had been given to me. “It is often said that the Spirit passes on from the Guru to His devotee. Do you feel any change in yourself after Shri Maharajji’s going? Do you feel any power within you?”He was right. Pitiji was speaking through me. But a sense of dismay filled me each time I spoke to newcomers about Him, all of whom became eager to have His darshan. And all I could say to them was: “He has gone from the planet earth.”People would rue their unlucky stars which had prevented them from having a ‘“How fortunate are those who live in this Paradise and how, unfortunate those who merely get a glimpse of it.”Alas! That Paradise was now gone, since the Lord of the Heavens – Pitaji – had left. Paradise would be wherever He existed.