Shri Nathji is sitting up in bed in his usual morning clothes–his brown bala clava cap on his head, his green woollen achkan, and his dark spectacles. The quilt and the blanket cover him to his waist. There is a muffler wrapped over the bala clava cap to keep out the cold.“Mubaarik ho makeene laamakaan aayen hain duniyaan men,“Good tidings to all, He who was Infinite has come into a dwelling place on earth,“Ye khushkhabari meri hai iss jaahaan ki saari kudrat ko,“These are my good tidings to the whole of creationShri Nathji waves his outstretched hands in divine ecstasy even as he sways to the music of the ghazal.