Coming Back
Twenty two years ago, when I was nine years old, my mother took me to Venice beach. There, a large assembly of devotees were performing kirtan in the bright sun. A large table stood in front of them. On the table stood many cups of free lemonade prasad as well as many small books. I remember approaching the group. Then one devotee spoke to me and gave me a cup of lemonade as well as a copy of 'Coming back.'
A few days ago in Kolobrzeg, Poland, towards the end of the daily harinam procession led by His Holiness Indradyumna Swami, a very young innocent girl walked up to me. She could not have been more than seven years old. She had small round glasses and an eager look in her eyes. Pointing to the pile of 'Coming Backs' which I held in my arms, she asked me for one copy. I smiled and told her that I had to get a donation in exchange for the book. But then, I suddenly remembered how I had been graced with the same book 21 years ago. That devotee on Venice beach had begun my spiritual life by giving me Srila Prabhupada's book. Therefore I immediately gave her "Coming back." She smiled and ran off towards her parents, skipping up and down and waving the book in her hand.
Your Servant,
Candrasekhar acarya dasa
