Shri Nathji’s food is unpalatable. Because of the bad dentures he has to virtually eat food mashed in the electric mixie–a tasteless paste of ‘“Achhaa huaa inkee asli shaklen nikal aayeen.”“It’s a good thing they have revealed their real faces.”He says to them one day:“Ye mat samjho ke main beemar hoon“Do not think that I am ill. This is all my drama–my play! To test your loyalty! You must stand by the side of Priyaji. He is doing a great work these days. He even cleans the commode with his own hands!”Priya Nath wonders whether Shri Nathji has enacted this drama to give him a chance to serve his dear ‘“A few minutes later he almost chokes on a Vitamin C tablet that has got stuck in his throat – and which could have resulted in fatal consequences. “Once again you have begun to destroy your health–despite my prayers!”Shri Nathji consoles him with the words:“Mind naheen karnaa chahiye in chhoti chhoti cheezon ko! Vaise to main ttheek hoon!“Do not mind these small things. I am perfectly all right. There is nothing wrong with me! Dr. Gadhoke alarmed us for no reason at all!”