Smiling Grandmother
I usually approach younger people, but suddenly I saw an old lady coming by in a wheelchair. I approached her. She stopped, and we had an interesting conversation. She is 92, and since her thirtieth birthday she has been a vegetarian. She knows and respects the Bhagavad Gita. The next day she was scheduled to go to the hospital, so with a bright smile she said, "Yes, I'll buy the Gita from you, so I can...
A phone call in Paris and an Indian Exhibition at a Paris East mall
Recently, I received an unusual phone call, the kind that is divinely inspired . . . no doubt! – Hello,. Am I speaking to Nitai? – Yes, indeed. – Do you remember having offered the book "Coming Back" about ten years ago in Saint Denis (a city on the outskirts of Paris, most famous for its cathedral, where most of the kings of France are buried)? – Well, yes, but I distributed more than...
Double mercy
I am always charged up when a large Sankirtan group goes out; the public are always inspired more to take books, and it is so nectarean. I only noticed him as he just stepped into our conversation. I was showing the Bhagavad Gita to a nice young man, when this older, more street-weathered man, interjected by asking, "What have you got there?" I replied to the point, so as not to dampen the ever-sensitive flow...
Appreciating the mercy of guru and Krsna
Today, as I ate breakfast in the Melbourne temple, a devotee gestured over my shoulder and asked whether I'd met a young man sitting behind me. "Do you know Camillo?" I looked behind and saw Camillo in civilian clothes, his back toward me. I had noticed him in the Bhagavatam class and had smiled at him. He smiled back. I was happy to see someone new to Krsna consciousness with a japa bag....
A transcendental coincidence
As I was distributing books at Cal Poly Tec University, a student approached me and said, "I have something to tell you that you'll like to hear. Yesterday, I got a book from you and then went to my dorm room. When I walked in, I was surprised to see another Bhagavad-gita on the table. It turns out that my roommate got one from you earlier. Then our other roommate also came in carrying a Bhagavad-gita, and...
Mouth to ear resuscitation seva
Newmarket in Auckland has its nectar pockets, despite its external materalistic intensity. One young Japanese boy, floating down stream through the hedonistic shoppers came by my side of the river and I held out the life line of a Bhagavad Gita so could he pull himself up onto the bank for a breather. I started presenting the book with some Japanese words that I could string together in an attempt to perform...
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