Sarkar further said, “One day while going towards the cave of Soar I saw an old woman
lamenting bitterly. When I enquired the cause of her sorrow she said that her youthful son had
just expired. I advised patience but she complained where could she get relief from sorrow on
such a deserted place? Neither had she money to buy medicine nor could she implore anyone
to make arrangement for efficacious relief. I removed the clay from his face and sprinkled
water over it. Fortunately he opened his eyes and began to talk. Perhaps he was in a swoon
hardly distinguishable from death.”


