Greetings
Yesterday something similar happened when I was walking. Unfortunately, this time I was not on the sidewalk; I was walking in the street. A red car stopped abruptly, and the driver said, "Excuse me."I thought he was going to ask for directions. What would I tell him? Do I know the name of any street?
But after saying, "Excuse me," the driver said, "Shrai, Shrai, Shrai!" He only wanted to greet me.
13 September 2000
Sri Chinmoy, The Canvas of Time, Madal Bal, Czech Republic, 2019
