The bee²¹

At one point while I was running a young boy was behind me. All of a sudden he got inspired to go ahead of me. He crossed the street only to be stung by a bee or some insect near a tree. He started screaming and holding his right eye. When I passed by that tree, I was praying I wouldn’t get stung, and I didn’t.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 10, Agni Press, 1983
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