Watching a young baby is always a delight. Once we were around a newly born baby who rested in the lap of her maternal grandpa. The baby was sleeping with her eyes closed. In between, she would give very broad smiles. After some time, her face would show another expression, may be this time of fear. Then again, a very broad and happy smile. I was gently surprised! Was the baby watching a nice dream? In that case, even in her dream, did the infant had the power of comprehension to make out nice and happy events? That was difficult to believe. Then, was she recollecting events or scenes from her past life? This we would never know. Anyways, simply watching the baby in all her smiles, perhaps without any reasons, was heart warming. I remember an anecdote: “God speaks to us in many ways”. Or else we can say, “God smiles to us in many ways”.