About ten or twelve years ago, I was walking there. It was raining a little bit heavier than drizzling. On that day I saw Anita hiding behind that tree. She had seen me and she was waiting for me to go by. Now, whenever I take that route, I invariably see her soul near that particular tree. While going out, I do not see her, but when I am returning, I always see her.
WCB 44. 28 August 1998↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,Walking-challenging-becoming, part 2, Agni Press, 2005
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