Good morning, Sri Chinmoy21
On the way to Flushing Meadow Park today, I was walking towards Main Street. After my 1200-metre mark, a bearded young man in a van saw me as I was waiting for the red light. He had the green light in his favour but he waited, allowing me to cross.I was looking at him and he was looking at me. Then he said, “Good morning, Sri Chinmoy. It is so nice to see you again.”
God knows when I had seen him before!
RB 881. 23 June 1985↩
Sri Chinmoy, Run and become, become and run, part 17, Agni Press, 1986
