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Mateshwari, who lived with Shri Nathji all the time, would often say:
“I am Shri Nathji’s life partner. A wife who lives constantly with her husband must know of all his weaknesses. Yet I am the greatest witness to the fact that Shri Nathji is God. In each and everything that he does, there is his Godhood fully displayed. No one can act God twenty four hours of the day, all the time!”
Shri Nathji had purchased a gramophone player for Mateshwari and the children, and he and Mateshwari would purchase records for it whenever they went out. Most of the songs and bhajans were melancholic during those days. It appeared as if the cinema and music had been designed to portray the sadness of life. St. Andrews would ring out with the doleful sound of Saihgal’s records in the cold winter evenings of Mussoorie: “Jab dil hee toot gayaa, ham jee ke kyaa karenge. When the heart is broken of what use is life.”
Added to this was the silence of Mussoorie in the mountains; and it could be said that there was practically no entertainment in the town for the boys. The school homework was heavy and this made the children even more miserable. There was a time when Mateshwari complained to their class teacher, Mother Peter Simon, about the excessive homework. This only provoked a hostile reaction from the teacher, who ever afterwards picked on the children and mocked them for complaining to their mother.