“You have Arabic books? That’s my mother tongue.”
While distributing at Richland College in Dallas, I met a couple who came to my table enthusiastic to hear about the teachings of the Gita, which they saw on the table. Both of them had heard of it. I showed them the illustrations and explained a little. Then they became more enthusiastic to take one. The young lady was happy to take one and give a donation, but the young man said he would get it another time. A half hour later they...
The universality of what Srila Prabhuapda is offering
Recently, a harinama was taking place at the Atlantic Ave./Barclays subway station in New York City. While sitting at our harinama book-table, I had two nice encounters within fifteen minutes, before the police asked us to remove the table. A friendly Muslim lady, dressed in a black gown, with a large percentage of her head covered, stopped by. She mentioned that she had been to our temple in Brooklyn and liked it. She said that her...
One book
Some Burmese doctors were attending a medical convention in New York City and got a book from a devotee on the street. The book distributor showed them the Dasavatar painting in the Gita, pointed out Lord Buddha, and the doctors bought the book. When they got back to their hotel and looked through the Gita, they thought “Wait a minute. This is not about Buddhism” but as they bought the book, they decided to take it back to...
An angered student finds a solution
He saw my sign: Meditation, Yoga and Philosophy, then, from a distance he shouted: “THIS IS WHAT I NEED! THIS IS WHAT I NEED! ANGER IS EATING ME UP.” Then he came to the book table looking for help. I told him, “The reason you feel so much anger is because you’re thinking you’re something you aren’t. This body – I pointed to his body – is not who you are. You’re the soul within.” Then I showed...
The mercy of Sri Sri Rukmini Dwarakadish
I had promised our head pujari in New Dwaraka, “My marathon this year is to worship the Deities,” because so many regular pujaris are sick or traveling. However, this week I went out to do books in spite of having to dress Deities morning and evening. I set up my table at the college with Prabhupada’s books decorating it and it was simply effulgent, it was simply an altar. As punctual as an excellent pujari, Lord...
What was unseen, but still seen
One day by the mercy of Krsna, I decided to do sankirtana in a hospital in Tuzla. After a few hours there, I got a terrible headache, probably because of the different energies that run through the hospital and my karma, of course. Nevertheless, by the mercy of Srila Prabhupada, I managed to visit all the departments in the hospital. I entered a patients’ room, a triple room. There was a man who could not see on the third bed,...
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