Shri Nathji speaks repeatedly to large groups of people who have been sent by Anand Kathuria of Allahabad. Most of them live in Delhi. Shri Nathji speaks to them either through the garden window or the inner window. “Har samai aapki yaad aati raihti hai!Priya Nath feels that these are the real missionaries of the future through whom the mission of Shri Nathji shall spread in the world. These poor persons will keep the torch of Shri Nathji’s divine light burning.“Ab aap thhe to aapne mujhe samhaal liyaa! Duniyaa men koyi naheen apnaa bantaa! Shri Nathji adds ruefully:“Roz din raat nikal jaate hain aur kuchh naheen hotaa! Saaraa din aise hee manjon men nikal jaataa hai!“Day and night pass away daily and nothing is accomplished. The entire day passes lying in bed!”There were times when Priya Nath told Shri Nathji that he was already past the retirement age and yet was working hard day and night, meeting people, writing ghazals, attending to all the worldly tasks in the house. If he spent time in bed it was only to write more ghazals. That he was not in fact wasting even a single moment of life.“Aap to din bhar likhte raihte ho aur“You lecture and write the whole day long and have written over 6000 ghazals. It is only I who idle away the time!”Shri Priya Nath takes photographs of Shri Nathji dressed in the large-sized, loosely fitting chocolate brown kurtaas and pyjamas in which Shri Nathji looks extremely funny.