Shri Nathji then narrates the parable of the carpenter and the stick which he had written in his book Atma Vijya, but which only he could narrate with such perfection:“Mere sansaarik kaam logon ki mukti kaa kaarann hain!“My worldly tasks are meant to give salvation to people!“Do you know what thought is going to come into your mind the next moment? No. But I do! “AISE SAATHHI KO MAT CHHORRO!“Do not leave such a companion!”“An engineer met me at Mussoorie and said to me: ‘I have no merits or qualifications that make me worthy of heaven. I have never done anything that might be considered very good. When I am asked with what assertion I expect to go to heaven, I shall say that I had caught the feet of one known as Shri Nathji.’ “Kheton ko de lo paani ab baih rahi hai Ganga“Give water to the fields while the Ganges flows,“I remember those days in Mussoorie before my marriage when Sri Krishenji would come to my residence and would bow down, placing his forehead on the entrance to the door and sitting in that pose for hours altogether, lost in divine bliss!”“JAB MAIN NE PARDAA UTAAR DIYAA TO AAP KYON NAHEEN UTAARENGE!Even as Shri Nathji finishes speaking, he raises his hands and blesses the small gathering. Priya Nath takes away the small black microphone from his hand, and then proceeds to pull the curtains over the windows.