An aristocratic and distinguished lady visitor from the North accompanied by her Private Secretary arrived at noon, waited a few minutes and asked Maharshi soon after he returned to the hall after lunch:
“Maharajji, can we see the dead?”
M.: Yes.
D.: Can the yogis show them to us?
M.: Yes. They may. But do not ask me to show them to you. For I cannot.
D.: Do you see them?
M.: Yes, in dreams.
D.: Can we realise the goal through yoga?
M.: Yes.
D.: Have you written on yoga? Are there books on the subject by you?
M.: Yes.