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Shri Nathji would be radiating with divine light during these two special days in June. It was only he who could speak so distinctly and eloquently without a microphone to the large group of people assembled in Majestic Cinema Hall. His voice would reach even the listeners sitting furthest away from the stage. Sometimes his voice would appear to be ringing down from the heavens above with an echo and loudness that vibrated in all corners of the hall.
Indeed these lectures of Shri Nathji were nothing short of a miracle in themselves. People would simply lose consciousness of space and time and be merged in a sea of bliss for the time that he spoke. It was as if they had been transported to heaven for a while.
Shri Nathji would stand on the stage, and with one hand behind his back, gesture eloquently with the other as he spoke, a look of great joy upon his face, and the divine glow brighter than ever so that his face glowed like the sun.
The hall would echo with Shri Nathji’s parables. Never before had people heard such beautiful parables told with such finesse and style and such divine authority. These were divine stories that people remembered all their lives. Although they have been narrated earlier in this book they are give below a second time because of their great importance.