And then came the 21st of January 2005. It was a day on which the weather took a turn for the worse and it snowed. Indeed this was to be the first birthday of Shri Babaji Bhagwan that was going to be celebrated in the snow.“Ye vakt hai mubaarik aaye hain BabajiThis time is auspicious, Babaji has come,These were the days when Priya Nath had been singing again and again the verse written by Shri Nathji in his book, “Phir bahaar aayi chaman men Iqbal ghazal-khwaan ho“Spring has come again into the garden, O Iqbal, it is time to sing,
Indeed it was a time of Divine Grace, and the devotion of all was going to flower in full bloom. The time had come for Shri Nathji’s mission to spread into the world, for people to see what Reality really was, for people to distinguish the truth from the untruth.“If the collection of thousands of followers is any measure of spirituality, then how will you define Lord Shanker and Parvatiji living alone on the top of Kailash with no crowds around them?”Indeed, Mussoorie was Kailash Bhoomi and Shri Nathji was the Lord of the Heavens come down upon earth for the salvation of mankind.