Shri Nathji’s love made itself felt even on the friends of Pran Nath and Priya Nath at the University, and Shri Nathji would frequently take them home in the car, where Mateshwari would entertain them with tea and pastry.
Notable amongst the friends was a Ravi Kumar Kakkar. His father had died when he was very young and he began to experience in Shri Nathji a love he had hitherto not felt before, a love that exceeded anything his own family and friends had ever given him before. On many occasions Shri Nathji went to leave him at his home at 13, Rani Mandi, in the Ford.
Shri Nathji did not reveal his real self on Kakkar at the time, and remained, for the most part, the father of his friends, Pran Nath and Priya Nath.
However he was placing a seed in the heart of the young man which was to grow silently and invisibly in the years to come. About thirty years later, Kakkar was to see this seed emerge into a beautiful tree of devotion in which Shri Nathji stood before him as God.
In these later years, he had numerous experiences in his life that convinced him that Shri Nathji was always with him, helping him and saving him even in the most difficult moments of life.
There came a time in his life when he was posted in Assam as an engineer laying telephone cables. One night his residence was invaded by a group of terrorists. They applied a gun to his forehead and would have shot him, but for their leader –who saw a photograph of Shri Nathji lying in his house– and who immediately said: “Don’t shoot him. Let him go!”
On another occasion he had been acutely depressed with illnesses and financial problems and was sitting in a chair in front of Shri Nathji’s portrait. Suddenly Shri Nathji’s voice rang out: “Don’t think of anything. Think only of me!”
Soon thereafter all his troubles in life disappeared miraculously and he found himself enjoying peace and prosperity on an unprecedented scale.
Though many of his officers tried very hard to get him transferred to Assam once again, a divine power seemed to reach out and stay their hand every time.
Kakkar would always say: “It is Shri Maharajji who is working behind everything that happens in the world.”
His wife was miraculously saved on many occasions during the days when he had left her in Delhi and gone to Saudi Arabia. Both husband and wife had come to have an abiding faith in Shri Nathji and saw his hand working in all their affairs of life.
He then said to Priya Nath: “During those days at the University I did not fully understand Shri Maharaj ji, but I did feel that he was all Love. I know now that when I used to sing the film song: ‘Too pyaar kaa saagar hai – Thou art an ocean of Love’, I was in fact addressing him. It is so clear now. I recall the famous words of Einstein, which can now be applied to Shri Nathji:
“‘Generations will look back and wonder whether such a one as He walked upon the earth in flesh and blood.’”