Shri Nathji continues writing ghazals in bed as if nothing at all has happened. Shri Nathji’s ghazals are full of the joy of divine bliss. No human being in such physical suffering could have continued to write such poems of happiness in the midst of so many adverse circumstances. This was proof, if proofs were needed, of Shri Nathji’s godliness.“Ham hee hain jinhonen usse kuchh bhejhnaa hai–aur kaun bhejhegaa?“We are the only ones who can send something to him. Who else will?”As February 21 dawns upon them, Priya Nath is in a state of stark terror about the inadequate medication. Shri Nathji’s condition has been worsening since October 1985. Acute worry seizes Priya Nath as he thinks over the matter. To make matters worse he has to be in the kitchen frequently and is worried lest Shri Nathji have a suffocation attack when he isn’t in the room.