Swamishri was in Navagam for the opening of Himmatbhai's new cotton mill. Swamishri graced the mill and scattered sanctified flower petals everywhere.

At dinner that evening at Himmatbhai's house, Swamishri told Bhaktikishor Swami to sit next to him. Bhaktikishor Swami was rather shy and looked for a place a little further up. But all the other places were already taken. In the end, he nervously sat down to eat next to Swamishri.

It was a traditional meal, typical for the Jhalawad region - rotla, vegetables, a spicy raw-mango pickle, fresh butter and buffalo milk.

Bhaktikishor Swami took half a rotlo, at which Swamishri laughed but didn't comment on. A little while later, Devcharan Swami came with a piping hot rotlo for Swamishri. He skillfully sliced open the upper layer and lavishly spread butter both inside and out. As he attempted to put it in Swamishri's pattar, Swamishri stopped him. Instead, Swamishri took the rotlo in his hand, which was by now almost dripping with melted butter, and swiftly threw it into Bhaktikishor Swami’s pattar. Then he himself called for some gor (jaggery-gur) for him to eat along with the buttered rotlo.

"Eat up," he called, "this is a traditional Jhalawad meal!"

The pure, perfect motherly love of Swamishri Bhaktikishor Swami has experienced many a time. But that meal he'll never be able to forget.