There are again ups and downs in Shri Nathji’s health. There is the dreadful attack of numbness in his whole body and particularly his left arm, and he has difficulty even getting up and walking. “Itnaa to kyaal karte hain–kahaan larrte hain!”“You look after me all the time–you never quarrel with me!”Priya Nath knows Shri Nathji is goodness personified, and he himself feels like the devil for being agitated with him, even as a spoiled son being rude with his father.