Baba would sit relaxed, often with his eyes closed and, as Mani expressed it, "his fingers moving rapidly as though he were writing or sending messages, like they do in code." One learned to appreciate that when Baba appears most idle, he works hardest!

On such occasions we had ample opportunity to "let go" and relax, but at any odd moment he would pounce on one with the question, "What are you thinking about?"

If you said, "You, Baba!" he beamed. If you answered, "Nothing, Baba," he beamed, too. I wonder now if he believed you! Can one think of nothing?