The other morning at five o’clock, when I was running up 150th Street, Michael Berens started yelling from his window, “Good morning!” Since he lives in Sal’s house, he could see me from his room. He was yelling, “Good morning, Guru!” out the window, but I was tired and I didn’t have the strength to tell him, “Good morning!”
RB 325. 8 July 1981↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 6, Agni Press, 1981
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