I answered, "Yes. I am."
Then she said to me, "Smoking or non-smoking?" in the same nasty tone of voice.
I said, "Non-smoking." Then I said, "What is the matter with you so early in the morning?"
She said, "Man, my husband is in the hospital. I am worried!" She was white, not black, but she spoke like a black lady.
I said, "Just because you are worried, do you have to be so nasty?"
She said, "Send a prayer to him."
I said, "I have already sent one."
Then she put a sticker with my seat number on my ticket and gave it back to me.From:Sri Chinmoy,Salutations, numbers 9-12, Agni Press, 1983
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