From the early days in Germany
Being absorbed in book distribution, we were hesitant to return to the temple, even for weekends. To stay out on Sunday provided a special challenge, as even today Sunday is a day where hardly any shops are open. Everything freezes to the sounds of bells being rung in empty churches, and the Germans retreat to their flats and gardens to once again cut their lawns precisely, so that no blade of grass can grow without the permission of...
Farsi book goes out effortlessly in Perth
We were having our weekly Perth harinama. An onlooker was video-recording this on his phone, so I approached him and showed him some books. He looked and said, “I am a Muslim. I do not believe in all this.” I enquired, “What language do you speak?” His reply: “Farsi.” I reached in my bag and brought out a Farsi “Perfection of Yoga.” He looked at it and said, “Oh, you have a Farsi book!” Without my having to say anything...
You’re a beggar, you’re nothing but a beggar
Yesterday someone walked past me and said, “You’re a beggar, you’re nothing but a beggar”. He then walked off. His comment was said with malice yet I knew he was sent by Caitanya Mahaprabhu to remind me that yes I am a beggar, a beggar begging for the mercy and love of God. I also realized that as a book distributor I’m on the streets begging myself and others to awaken our spiritual identity in order to be able to relate to each...
Meet Jim and John
Meet Jim (left) and John (right). Yesterday, in Coventry, UK, as I was speaking to someone, John came over and started to look at the Veda on top of my trolley. As I finished speaking to the person, I approached John and he asked me what the books were about. I had quite literally only just started to brief him, and in an instant, he took a note out of his wallet and placed it in my hand and walked off with the book. I was...
MARATHON MEDICINE
By Janananda Gosvami Well, feeling a bit slow and down in old age. Digestion problems, sleep problems, things ain’t what they used to be in ISKCON either, and I got no taste for chanting and hearing. Where’s the movement going? So many ask. Maybe we should ask, where am I going? Well, I’ll speak for myself, I’m going on the Marathon – at least as much as possible with all the other services going on simultaneously. I would...
Where is Kesava now?
Today I met a family in Uxbridge. After they received a Gita from me, they said, “Our son Kesava received the same book three months ago from an Italian priest called Raffaele from Watford mandir. Kesava was on a wheelchair. When he came home, he was reading it every day.” When I asked, “Where is Kesava now?” they replied, “He passed away last month with the Gita on his chest in hospital. He was eighteen...




