Priya Nath often argues with Shri Nathji over the silence of God at the atrocities that go on in the world. The silence of God at the crucifixion of the righteous, the silence of God at the martyrdom of the saints and sages, and generally the suffering that the sick and poor have to endure in the world. “Life becomes a burden in old age.”Priya Nath also says to Shri Nathji:“You should have taken a body of steel when taking an avatar upon earth, which would have been impervious to physical suffering!”Priya Nath also found the methods of cremation and burial very depressing and morbid and would say:“People said to me: ‘God created the world but made it very imperfect!’ ‘Bhagwan ne duniyaan to banaayi magar bahut“And I had replied: ‘Iss liye ‘God made the world so imperfect so that some work may be left to you to make it perfect!’”“The misery and sorrow of the world reveal to us that this world is not our home. Misery and sorrow force a man to turn to God. If there were no misery and sorrow in the world, people would forget God altogether. It is only misery and sorrow that makes the presence of happiness felt. It is only misery and sorrow that make science and religion evolve to achieve greater and greater happiness in the world. It is only the sorrows of the world that lead man to seek salvation–which is another name for a release from all sorrows. “God has not created misery, but rather given man a means to attain greater fulfilment in the world!“One cannot understand the entire scheme of the Creator. But one knows that His wisdom is perfect and whatever He is going is for our betterment. We must not be disappointed on seeing only a part of this scheme. When the entire scheme is revealed then only can the Will of the Creator be understood. “When you peep inside a door through a keyhole you can see only the dark spot on a man’s face, but when you open the door, you can see the beauty of his face, with the dark spot being merely a mole that goes to enhance the beauty of the face. “In fact there is little to choose from: when happiness comes, it gives joy, but when it goes away, it leaves behind sorrow in its wake.