A couple came into the room while I was sitting with Maharaj at Churchlane in Allahabad. Glancing at Baba, the man looked around the room for a chair to sit on. Not seeing one, he sat on the floor with great difficulty.
He completely forgot to pay his respects to Baba or to greet him, but his wife touched Baba's feet with great devotion.
Baba asked the man, "What name?"
The man thought for a while and replied, "Baba, you would not be able to know me by name."
He had hardly finished his sentence when Baba all of a sudden asked, "How is your aunt from Park Road, Allahabad, feeling now?"
The man was taken aback and looked at Baba in astonishment.