A Nice Reminder
Jun24

A Nice Reminder

I was on Queen st on a usual dreary Auckland rainy day when I stopped a young man who was without shoes and wearing shorts. Over a brief introduction I found out that he repairs boats for a living. I presented the Bhagavad Gita to him and was about to give my usual rundown on the contents when he stopped me in my tracks saying "Do you mind if I just read the back of this for a minute?" "Sure." I said and with great...

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Super Boys
Jun22

Super Boys

After a week of book distribution with Bhrgupati Prabhu at the University of Oregon in Eugene, we traveled north to the Portland temple for the Sunday feast, after being on traveling sankirtan for about three weeks. At ISKCON Portland there was a kirtan, Bhrgupati gave a talk, and prasada was served. A local devotee, Parama Karuna Dasa, invited us to stay at his home for the next week. His family hosted us nicely and exhibited many...

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A Change of Heart
Jun19

A Change of Heart

Colonel Pant lived diagonally opposite and one house up the street from me in South India for the past four years. Besides neighborhood concerns like the erratic water supply, the garbage disposal problem and so on, we would talk about Indian and world affairs and other things, with me injecting a little philosophy now and then. Several times he had brought me atta, canned cheese and other things that were issued to him and his family...

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A Bus is Needed
Jun17

A Bus is Needed

Hare Krsna Prabhus, Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to Srila Prabhupada! Recently, I was in Estonia, where there are fifteen brahmacaris completely enthusiastic to distribute books and the holy name, and ten more devotees from other countries just joined them. Not long ago, they got a bus for traveling around Europe to distribute the mercy of Lord Caitanya. The deities of Jaganatha, Baladeva and Subhadra are the main...

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Only Prabhupada’s books
Jun11

Only Prabhupada’s books

We went on sankirtan in Zenica Bosnia. I knocked on a door and a lady opened. While I was showing her the books she noticed the books and said, "My husband likes to read this books." "Please call him." I told her. "He's not at home, he's at work. He works as a barber." "Madam, please phone him and tell him that I have books for him." The lady phoned him and said, "There is a young...

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Satisfaction
Jun08

Satisfaction

Having walked into an office full of realtors in Kaohsiung, a city in the south of Taiwan, I looked around and decided that the best tactic to get these people to take books was to be bold – as loud and blasé as possible I said, "My Chinese is very poor," in my broken Chinese. "Is your English not bad?" This tends to bring a smile to the face of even the most stoic Chinese linguist. In this case, Mr....

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