The smiling friend36
Some people are always nice to me when they see me running. One fat lady, my friend with the two dogs, is like that. Even if she sees me running three times during the day, she will greet me and smile. Sometimes I slow down when I go by her. She is always smiling.
From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 4, Agni Press, 1981
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