28 April 1985. Swamishri came to Kurel from Navsari. After dinner, he attended the evening assembly. There he wrote some letters. Swamishri laughed a lot in Doctor Swami's speech that night.

The assembly over, Swamishri left for Dayabhai's new house. There he retired to rest after singing the chestha.

The sadhus were massaging Swamishri's legs when a sadhu began to clean the blanket covering Swamishri. It was full of dust.

"What are you doing?" Swamishri asked. "Is it dusty?"
"Yes," the sadhu replied. "I'm just cleaning it."

Swamishri commented instantly, "Don't bother. This body is made of dust anyway!"

The sadhu realised the depth of Swamishri's words that very night.

It got rather chilly as night went on. Swamishri didn't have enough blankets to keep him warm, but he chose to lay peacefully in bed without complaining. It must have been in his sleep that Swamishri covered himself with the mosquito net that was lying nearby.