The End of a Nice Maha-Sankirtan Day
Bhakta Jeff and I reached downtown Montreal at noon, and by 7:30 we had distributed all our flyers and books except one hardback Bhagavad-gita. Both of us tried for thirty minutes to distribute that book, but no one would take it. We preached to Christians, we preached to Indians — we tried everyone! I convinced Bhakta Jeff to stay a little longer, but finally at 8:00 pm I surrendered and said, "Okay, let's go." I was quite disappointed as I put the book into my backpack.
But on the way to the train I thought, "No, no, no . . . it's not over yet," and I decided to hold the book in my hands as we walked. When we entered the train, Jeff saw a woman looking at us. So we approached her and started talking to her. She was getting off at the next stop, so we got off with her and continued talking. She was very favorable, but she didn't have any money D but she was with a friend who lent her the money to get the Bhagavad-gita. She could only borrow five dollars, but she told us, "I know this book is really valuable, so I promise I will come to the temple and give a bigger donation." And she did! Her fiance had died just two or three months earlier, so she really appreciated the book and what we said about it.
This was definitely Krishna's arrangement, though we couldn't see that at first. If we hadn't stayed that extra half hour, we would have never met her.
by Tirtha Pavana dasa (Montreal, Canada)
