It is 3:17 am early in the morning of September 15, 1992. I am still keeping the times I kept when I was with Pitaji. Every morning I wake up hoping to see Pitaji in His bed, and am filled with acute sorrow at the sight of His empty bed.“Meraa dil torrne vaale mere dil ki duaa lenaa“O Thou who would break my heart, accept my Love,Was it the voice of Pitiji telling me how I had broken His Heart, and that I should shed two tears for His sake whenever I remembered him – or was it my voice telling Pitaji that He had broken my heart by going away and that He could shed two tears whenever He remembered me?“Zindagi pyaar ki do chaar gharri hoti hai“It is for a few moments only – this Life of Love”How blessed these old film songs were, now that they brought tears to my eyes and finally made me cry. I remembered how Mahamateshwari used to like them.“WHEN HE WAS IN HIS BODY YOU LOOKED AFTER HIM – AND NOW THAT HE IS GONE FROM HIS BODY, HE IS LOOKING AFTER YOU IN HIS INVISIBLE FORM.”For a moment I felt as if Pitaji had spoken to me through her.“General, my Blessings will remain around you all the time. They are invisible like the Air but will sustain your life each and every moment.”Pitaji was sustaining my life now, each and every moment. I recalled His verse:“Ik dam bhee dil se door na hone de too usse“Separate Him not from thy heart for even a single breath,“Shri Natho Sharanam,“I take refuge in THEE, O Nath,Shri Nathji had Himself used these words of incantation in His sermon to some devotees, – showing them the way out from the sorrows of the world. IT WAS A GOLDEN MANTRA THAT BROUGHT FORTH HIS INFINITE PROTECTION.