Nectar Story from Down under!
Central Train Station, Sydney, Australia…
We were behind enemy lines in the train station complex, dropping bombs in the form of Srila Prabhupada's books with haphazard frenzy. Like timed explosives they were killing the materialistic tendencies of every conditioned soul who ventured near.
*Sentries deployed, motion sensors fully activated, acquiring target…
A young couple who just finished high school. The girl likes yoga, the boy likes Buddha. Too easy… They both get a book, now their sense grat is doomed 'cus it's only a matter of time before the book blows up, shattering the curtain of maya…
No one is spared from the sankirtan missiles which rain like fire on a world inundated in illusion!
I've apprehended a tall, dark man with aviator sunglasses and a rigid disposition. A few moments into the interrogation reveals that he's a Christian pretending to be an innocent inquirer. Two-timing double agent spy! I was just about to retreat from the battle when I noticed in the reflection of his sunglasses that there were three armed security guards with even more rigid dispositions waiting behind me. I knew that if they caught me I'd be forced to swear allegiance to their totalitarian regime or face removal from the stronghold. Desperate times call for desperate measures…
I turn up the heat on the Christian and raise my voice considerably,
"God is a person! He has form! He has qualities! He has activities!"
The security guards are apprehensive. I can see in the reflection of the sunglasses that they're too scared to enter such a heated discussion. Meanwhile, the Christian man thinks that I must be very convicted, since I'm looking directly into his eyes with such intensity! Time for the secret weapon…
"We don't care about heaven or hell, nothing can stop us from serving Lord Krishna!"
The guards are backing off. They must be thinking, "either he's crazy or he's a Hare Krishna. Best to leave him be."
One enemy thwarted and one remaining. With a bright smile on my face I hand him the Bhagavad Gita and employ Ramadas Prabhu's perfect coup d'etat:
"Please take one. Christians always give the best donations."
Either his heart was melted or his intelligence was bewildered because he eagerly gave twenty dollars and took the book.
"I can see that you are very, very convinced." he said, "thank you so much."
Another perfect casualty, smothered by Prabhupada's mercy.
Sankirtan is so much fun.
Your Servant,
Yasodeva Das
