This time, in the same store, I wanted to buy a book called “Flying with the Birds.” It is about people who follow birds in a boat. You can’t imagine how hard they work, according to the book. Some people don’t care for God-realisation; they are only crying for the birds.
The price of the book was 50 cents. This time I had three quarters in my pocket, so I gave the exact amount. The lady took my 50 cents, but this time I didn’t even get a “thank you.”
51. 12 February 1983↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,I love shopping, part 2, Agni Press, 1986
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