London
I met a young man from Canada while I was distributing in Covent Garden. He was smiling at me from a distance, and I smiled back. When he got closer, I told him that I am a monk distributing books on yoga meditation.
He began to laugh, because it turned out that the previous night he had dreamed he was involved in a procession with monks, who were playing hand cymbals and waving incense.
I did not need to tell him anything more about the book. He grabbed it from my hands and asked me how much I wanted for it.
He and his father were on their way to the Covent Garden antique market, so I told them to barter for anything they wanted to buy.
The young man replied, 'I now have everything I need'.
Your Servant,
Rasacarya Das
