The old runner¹⁸

In the afternoon at three o’clock I was running along the street near the turn-off to Guru Stationery. Many children were coming home from school at that time.

A little girl, eight or nine years old, said to a little boy, “Look, look, Shry is running!”

The boy said, “His name is Sri.”

The girl said, “He runs like an old man.”

The boy said, “He is not old.”

The girl said, “But he runs like an old man.”

From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 2, Agni Press, 1979
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