Shri Nathji hums a beautiful ghazal in bed in the afternoon, and, later, Priya Nath asks him to write it down and record it on tape. Shri Nathji dictates the ghazal to Priya Nath late in the evening:“Saare jahaan men aaye aakar apne vatan gaye“All who came into this world, came and went away to their abodes”Priya Nath feels Shri Nathji is the King of all poets.