Sweet last night for Marathon book distributors
During the last night of the December book marathon (2013), at 11 p.m. the Manakau Westfield mall had just closed. Munjaranya Mataji and I were also ready to end the marathon, but we tried Vaisesika Prabhu's trick: “We'll just go and have a look at the spot.” Driving around, we concluded that the Kmart, though very busy, may not be safe this late at night. Driving to the Warehouse, I could find no good reason not...
Gauranga’s mercy !!!
In heavy traffic, suddenly Revati started patting my shoulder, asking me to stop. There was no marketplace or anything, but still she insisted on going back to the only shop on the road. The shop owner accepted our greeting of "Hare Krishna" and offered us chairs to sit on. We started showing him books, but he refused, refused, and refused again and again. So we told him about a mid-day meal program, and he was ready to...
Young girl reading the Gita gets the First Canto
I was distributing books at the farmers market a block away from the temple in Los Angeles. The books were going out, but I had some other service to do, still I wanted to distribute one more book. After looking for a while for that special soul that would get one of Srila Prabhupada’s books, I was approached by a little girl who asked, “How much do you want for your books?” I said, “We just ask for a...
A test of detachment
Once, in the city of Rostov-on-Don (Russia) on a central street, I saw a young couple hugging and decided to offer them a book. The man replied, "I don't need it. I know everything. It's very good, but those who have knowledge are detached. I'm also detached. Really! I don't have any attachment to my girlfriend." I responded, "OK, but what about your money? Are you also detached from it?"...
Innocence of heart in buying books
We went door to door preaching. We started with an apartment and knocked on the door. A lady opened it. We introduced ourselves, and she allowed us to come inside. Trying to be friendly, we asked her well-being and slowly started showing her Srila Prabhupada's books. As we took books out, she started grabbing them one after another, turning their pages. Within five minutes she selected eleven books. After inviting her to the...
Success for Fylgessio and a pleasant surprise
I was in Papatoetoe (a quiet south Auckland suburb), talking to a Fijian Indian gentleman, who agreed to buy the Gita and went into the post office to get some money. As I was waiting for him to come back, a car suddenly pulls over to the side of the road, and an African boy comes running over to me, exclaiming "I need to speak to a monk- to ask some questions. Can I take your number? And can we meet sometime?" I gave him my...




