Then, after about two miles, somebody right behind me said, “Very good pace, very good pace!
I said to myself, “A joker!” and looked around. Whom did I see? It was the young black man who had stood third in our race on Sunday. He said, “You put on a very good race, and I enjoyed it very much.” So I smiled at him. After two minutes he was still running ahead of me. Then, after three minutes, he was nowhere to be seen.
After about three miles I saw Karabi. As I continued running, I saw the young man returning. When he saw me, he raised his arms over his head, greeting me.
RB 504. 27 April 1982↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 10, Agni Press, 1983
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