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While on the one hand Shri Nathji was immersed in the world of devotees around him, he did not forget his relatives. Mateshwari’s elder sister Vidya resided in Simla. Her daughter, Padma, was to be married in the month of June 1949, and it was her earnest prayer to Shri Nathji that he grace the wedding with his divine presence.
She had absolute and complete faith in her heart that Shri Nathji was none other than God upon earth. Her daughter, Padma, too, believed in the divinity of Shri Nathji. Although Vidya’s faith was not shared by Vidya’s husband, Shri Gopal Das Malhotra, who saw in Shri Nathji a great spiritual preceptor, but not God, yet Shri Nathji had a great affection for the entire family.
Shri Nathji had barely had time to rest and recuperate at Mussoorie after his hectic tour, but he still decided to go to Simla for the wedding. Not only did this mean considerable inconvenience and expense but it also entailed Pran Nath and Priya Nath missing their classes again. It was the devotion of Vidya and her daughter that was calling him. All his movements were dictated by those who had faith in him. He knew his presence at the wedding would give tremendous happiness to the girl and ensure her future happiness.
And it was thus, with Victor at the wheel, that Shri Nathji, Mateshwari and the children went by road to Simla on the 12th of June 1949. Shri Nathji noted down meticulously in a small diary:
“Left Mussoorie by the 3-o-clock morning gate on 12th June 1949. Reached Ambala at 10 p.m.” Ambala was en route to Simla.
Shri Nathji’s presence at the wedding lent it a glitter that was beyond compare. He was the supreme light amongst lights, the supreme illumination of the human soul. Everything at the wedding appeared to be guided by His Invisible Hand, providing for all. He was present amongst the relatives to receive the baraat of the bridegroom. He was present in the tent where the people were being fed. Everyone ate to his heart’s contentment. Where there was Shri Nathji there was never a shortage of food. The bridegroom’s party were more than satisfied with the arrangements. The divinity of Shri Nathji was revealed not only in the midst of multitudes but also at such small parties where he revealed himself to but a few.
Shri Nathji blessed the bridegroom and the bride. This was his finishing touch to the marriage ceremony. His work was finished. And, finally when Shri Nathji left, there was not a single dry eye. Shri Gopal Das Malhotra came to thank Shri Nathji with tears in his eyes and said he found separation from him unbearable. Vidya could not bear to see Shri Nathji go. They pleaded with Shri Nathji to stay at Simla for a few days more, but Shri Nathji had to attend to his duties at Mussoorie.
While at Simla, Shri Nathji and Mateshwari along with Pran Nath and Priya Nath and Victor, had seen a Hindi film in a local theatre in which the actor, Rehman, was shown singing a song:

“Ik dil ke tukrre hazaar huye,
Koyi yahaan giraa koyi vahaan giraa
Baihate huye aansoo ruk na sake
Koyi yahaan giraa koyi vahaan giraa

The heart broke into a thousand pieces, Falling here and falling there,
The flowing tears could not be contained, Falling here and falling there”

Mateshwari liked the song so much that she later purchased the gramophone record of the song at Mussoorie.
Indeed Shri Nathji’s life was always full of such poignant moments of emotion. The aura of love around Shri Nathji was such that there were perpetual tears in the eyes of the humanity around him.
Yet, these were not worldly tears, but tears for the Love of God. If the heart broke, it was not for the sake of the things of the world, it was for the sake of God. No one could bear to be separated from Shri Nathji. The song appeared to be the eternal song of the soul, which could not bear separation from its Beloved, God. Shri Nathji was the life and soul of Love itself. Truly had he been called Premavatar – the incarnation of Love.