Mahendra called ghosts or spirits a figment of the imagination. What happened to him on a full-moon night?
On a full moon night he was awoken by a moan close to his window. He looked out of the window and saw a dark cloudy form clutching a bundle. He broke into a cold sweat and fell back on his pillow trying to reason out what he had seen. The only thing that came to his mind was the female ghost with a fetus in its arm.