Mistaken identity³²

Yesterday I went with Nirvik and Baoul to get a machine. In the store, Nirvik saw on the owner’s desk two small paintings on a card. Nirvik is a great art-lover. He brought the card to me and said, “Look, Guru, your paintings!” He was positive, a hundred per cent sure. I was ninety-five per cent certain that it was my painting. But when we turned the card over, there was somebody else’s name on it. I looked at it and said, “How can it be?” Baoul also felt it was my painting, but somebody else’s name was written on the card.

From:Sri Chinmoy,I love shopping, part 1, Agni Press, 1985
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