February 16, 1963⁹

Every day Chinmoy fetched water for Amrita at four o'clock. One day Chinmoy was late.

Amrita: Chinmoy, I am dying of thirst. You know my name is Amrita, which means nectar. Since I am not fortunate enough to drink amrita, I have to depend on your water.

Chinmoy: I am sure, Amrita-da, you have drunk amrita quite a few times during your meditation.

Amrita: You are mistaken. Amrita is meant for the cosmic gods, and not for this mortal.

From:Chinmoy Kumar Ghose,Amrita: the fount of nectar-delight, Sri Aurobindo Ashram, 1972
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