Nowadays I am unable to run at all, but when I saw the lawnmower rolling towards the street, I came running over to grab it. I was afraid it might hit a car and cause an accident.
The lady was holding her hand on her heart. “Oh, thank you, thank you! You are such a nice man,” she said.
But her friend, who was standing next to her on the lawn, said, “Why do you have to thank him? It was his duty!”
RB 942. 23 October 1986↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 18, Agni Press, 1996
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