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Even the government machinery trusted Kashinath and his team
of Swayamsevaks for knowing the actual information regarding
the victims.

The leaders who arrived there to get themselves
photographed often pouted at seeing the Swayamsevaks clad
in khaki shorts, felt ashamed and finally when they were free
from their important errand of photography, would have no
other way out but to approach the Swayamsevaks of the Sangh
to know the actual condition prevailing there. Kashinath would
ever be remembered for his accomplishment that he did for the
earthquake victims despite his scarcity of resources. He had
only the young Swayamsevaks with him and was equipped with
unfathomable determination for this task. This was the second
calamity on the people of Anjar who had shifted from Sindh
due to partition of the country. At such a crucial time, service
and care of the Sangh became a new ray of hope for them.

During the war with China, Kashinath was the in-charge
of Mehsana district. His hard work bore fruit so widely that the
Sangh work expanded in the district very quickly. When it came
to judge the extent of Sangh’s influence, Mehsana led the other
districts in Gujarat. In its basis lay the fragrance of hard work
undertaken by Kashinath. He was short so far as his physical
stature was concerned. He was so short that his feet did not
reach the cycle pedals, yet he would ride it in the upright posture
which required additional energy, yet he continued to ride it
on the concrete and dusty roads of the city and villages.

We find an extraordinary glimpse of systematic planning
in the life of Kashinath. He was ever ready with his errands,
whether it was his daily routine, giving priority to work,
preplanning, gathering information and the like. Leading a very
systematic life was his characteristic. As a theist person worships
God in the morning and never forgets this commitment; much
in the same manner, Kashinath would rise and get ready in the
wee hours of the morning and sit down to write a number of
postcards. It was his daily routine. He would try to send his
messages across villages through postcards, and he used to this
task right before the sunrise. Every letter was unique in itself,