In the 1st half of night when I am in deep sleep a divine person appears in my dream. This Yogi seated near a waterway has a half moon at the point where both his eyebrows meet. His hair is white, his clothes too are white, his skin is fair and he wears shoes that are not made of leather. Surrounding him is a crowd of other saintly people. In the center is a brilliantly burning pyre. These people chant something and offer certain materials to this fire. The atmosphere becomes cloudy with its smoke. World humanity is running towards these people. Amongst them so many are facing hardships, are physically challenged and lack material wealth. This divine person is preaching to all of them by imbuing their psyche with joy and warding off their strife. People forgetting hatred and enmity are mixing with each other like brothers and sisters. Heavenly joy is being showered on them.