With the horror of the raised Creatinine and Urea still hanging over him, Priya Nath remains in a state of great depression. They have yet to get another blood test done for the kidney and measure the Urea and Creatinine again. Priya Nath has not built up enough courage to call the pathologist. He is greatly afraid of what will happen if the blood test reports are dreadful again.“Ham ro ro kar mar jaaenge agar tumhen kuchh huaa!“I shall die, weeping, if anything happens to you!”Shri Nathji promptly asks Priya Nath to dismiss all such thoughts from his mind:“Aisee baaten thhorri karni hain! Ham to baitthe hain! Aur baitthe rahenge! Hamen to aapki chintaa lagi raihti hai ke worry se kuchh ho na jaaye!“You must not talk like this! I am sitting before you! And shall remain before you! I am only concerned lest so much of worry have an adverse effect upon your health!” There is Shri Nathji sitting up whole nights, writing ghazals of Divine Bliss, saying in a light vein:“Ye ghazalen hee peechhaa naheen chhorrteen!“These ghazals don’t leave me alone for a moment!”Shri Nathji tries ‘