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A Sindhi family came to Mussoorie during the month of May 1952 searching for a place to stay. Someone directed them to Savitri Nivas and Mateshwari offered them the cottage for a nominal rent. Shri F.M. Kewalramani was a very learned man with several degrees from abroad. He and his wife soon became very devoted to Shri Nathji. They began to see the holiest of the holy in him. Shri Nathji blessed their daughter, Sheila Ramani, who became a very famous actress in the days to come. Shri Nathji had always considered Sheila Ramani to be a very beautiful girl, and the world recognised her to be as such.
Kewalramani’s wife had a unique devotion in Shri Nathji and would always say that Shri Nathji was antaryaami; he knew what was going on in the hearts of others. 
Mrs. Kewalramani would often say:
“Swamiji is a world in himself! He is so extraordinarily handsome. No one could be more handsome than him in the whole world. Just look at the divine glow that exists on his face all the time. He is like the Sun. Look at the number of languages he speaks in – Hindu, Urdu, Persian, Punjabi, English! And with such perfect pronunciation. His talks baffle the greatest of intellectuals. My husband never believed in any saints and holy men, as he was so westernised. But the moment he met Shri Nathji, his heart was filled with faith and devotion. Shri Nathji is all Love and fills everyone around him with his love. All sorrows of the world disappear the moment we come before him!”
She would be very concerned about Shri Nathji and Mateshwari living alone in the mountains of Mussoorie and always said that the Mussoorie house was a “white elephant” and wondered at the miraculous manner in which Shri Nathji was able to maintain it. She would give advice to Mateshwari almost like a member of Shri Nathji’s family.
There was a time when Shri Nathji was in New Delhi and the Kewalramanis had invited him for lunch to their home at 9, Plaza Building. Shri Nathji, Mateshwari and Pran Nath and Priya Nath walked up the long flight of stairs to reach their flat, which was on the second floor.
While Shri Nathji spoke to Kewalramani, his wife prepared the lunch in the kitchen, and, after a while, served it to Shri Nathji and his family. After Shri Nathji had finished eating, and the plates had been taken away, Mrs. Kewalramani came up to him and said: 
“Today, I am fully convinced that you are antaryaami–you know what is going on in the hearts of people. I had prepared these four dishes for you for lunch. When I was making the dishes in the kitchen, my mind was somewhat upset as I prepared one of them. And you didn’t touch that very dish! It is as if you knew it had been made with an impure heart!”
Kewalramani and his wife remained deeply concerned about the health and welfare of Shri Nathji in the years that followed, especially when Shri Nathji’s arm trouble flared up again. Kewalramani always rued the fact that he missed Shri Nathji in Delhi on two occasions in 1953 when Shri Nathji had been there. Both the husband and wife held this great belief in Shri Nathji right up to the last moments of their lives.