“Just half an hour more”
Melbourne Australia 2007. My first Srila Prabhupada marathon. My god brother Nanada Mandir prabhu and I were the only brahmacaris distributing full time. But there was a transcendental army of fired up brahmacarinis hungry for Srila Prabhupada's mercy during the Marathon. So I thought best to seek advice from my exspirienced father Atul Krsna Prabhu, who did sankirtan in Melbourne for 12 years, on how we can increase the books...
Suicide
Panca Pandava Prabhu, a member of the Sri Sri Radha Gopinath Mandir traveling sankirtana bus party, had a nice experience recently. He recalls: We were distributing books in a factory when we heard that there was a separate wing where about 50 ladies worked. We requested the manger to make an announcement about our book table in that wing. He did so and the result was that a hefty looking female walked in asking for the books....
Becoming a Human Again
I approached Dean at his car at a Pac N Save supermarket in Manakau Auckland. I introduced myself saying I was doing a promotion on healthy living and stress relief. He immediately gasped and said, "Oh gee could you see I was stressed?" I reassured him I was approaching everyone and he definitely looked like one of the more stress free types. I asked him if he knew about stress and he laughed, "Of course!" He had...
The Security Guard helps out
As I was returning to the underground car park at a mall in Mt Manganui, New Zealand to restock on Gitas I noticed two shady looking guys both with caps and sunglasses on, I thought it was amusing considering it was cloudy and raining outside. After getting their attention I passed them both a Gita. Guz looked Maori but it works out hes Brazilian bodied brought up in Holland, with a strong Dutch accent. He has an ongoing history with...
What a Surprise…….
Our backyard had become a mess of dirt and broken concrete. There were piles of soil and stacks of wood. The back laundry was shared with a wall of tools and shovels. A man was renovating our backyard under the order of the land lord. We passed him each day at breakfast while using the back laundry to wash our plates. The devotees and I made some small chat as we went by and life went on as normal. Sometimes we were in dohtis and...




