As the devotees kept coming into the big room to pay their obeisances to Pitaji, the refrains of Bal Bhagat’s ‘“Ai duniyaa vaalo gaur se sun lo“O People of the world, listen with care,I kept on hearing the “Agar aapko kuchh ho gayaa to ham anaath ho jaayenge!“If anything happens to you we will become orphans.”She was concerned about me. I had had nothing to eat or drink since last night and she insisted that I take some tea and toast. I could hardly swallow them, so full was my heart with the tragedy of the event, now that so many persons were feeling the great loss to the whole world.“Jab Babaji ne shareer chorraa thhaa to maine kahaa: ‘Duniyaan kaa barraa nuksaan huaa.’ Sahadeva bolaa: ‘Huzoor, asli nuksaan to aapka huaa hai.’”“When Shri Babaji left His body I said: ‘It is a great loss to the world.’ And Sahadev said to me: ‘Huzoor, the real loss is yours!’”Everyone had his own circle of relatives. I had only one relative – my Dear, Dear, Pitaji, with whom I had lived for 25 years in that one bedroom – and who loved me like He loved no one else. “Tumev Maataa cha Pitaa tumev“Pitaji was my Mother as well as My Father