Amongst the numerous devotees of Shri Nathji, there was Rajinder Kumar Kohli, who Shri Nathji especially loved. He was the only person before whom Shri Nathji would discuss personal matters. Shri Nathji would call him “Rajinderji” with great love and affection and lose no opportunity of calling him to himself to give him his darshan and blessings.
Indeed, every action of Shri Nathji was aimed at elevating the soul of all those who came to him.
If people only knew the worth of each and every glimpse that they got of Shri Nathji they would have been eternally grateful for this courtesy granted to them by Shri Nathji.
If only people knew, that when they died and left the earth, the greatest earning that they would carry with them would be the darshan and blessings of Shri Nathji, they would have considered each and every glimpse of Shri Nathji to be the most priceless thing upon earth, and would have left everything in the world to secure it.
However the veil of Maya–worldly attractions–would make devotees forget this great truth, and they would come to him only when they had spare time and not otherwise.
Rajinder had been a very poor man, earning but eighty rupees per month in the Water Works Department, when he first met Shri Nathji. The fervour of his devotion was so great that he would save money from his meagre earnings and serve Shri Nathji in any way that he could.
He had a framed portrait of Shri Nathji taken at Allahabad in 1949, which he always kept in his home, and which had become the foundation of his life.
Shri Nathji’s blessings had gone out to the man, and unprecedented prosperity had followed him. He was now an officer in the Indian Oil Company earning several thousand rupees per month.
His wife, Phullanji, had a faith in Shri Nathji that was as great, if not greater, than that of her husband. In 1963 when she was lying in hospital in a helpless state at the time of her first pregnancy, the doctors had declared her case to be hopeless. They had said that neither the mother nor the child would survive.
At that time, Rajinder Kohli had rushed to the house of Mahamateshwari and Priya Nath in West Patel Nagar, New Delhi, and prayed that Mahamateshwari give him a photograph of Shri Nathji with her own hands–which he could take to the operation theatre. Mahamateshwari had given him a small postcard sized picture and had especially blessed him.
He had taken the photograph of Shri Nathji from her hands and rushed back to the operation theatre.
A great miracle had occurred. Phullanji gave birth to a child, and–much to the astonishment of medical science, both the mother and the child remained hale and hearty.