A brother named Sri Chinmoy39
Yesterday I went to a grocery store nearby. When I went to pay, the man behind the counter said to me, “Do you have a brother named Sri Chinmoy?”I said, “Why?”
He said, “You look exactly like him.”
Then he looked at me again and dropped his bag of plantain chips and said, “Sri Chinmoy! Sri Chinmoy!”
He told me, “Two or three years ago I went to one of your meetings in Manhattan. There I saw you meditating.” He couldn’t believe that I would be shopping in a grocery store. He came from the Dominican Republic.
He was so excited. He told his friend, “Sri Chinmoy is in my store! Sri Chinmoy is in my store!”
LS 39. 31 October 1982↩
Sri Chinmoy, I love shopping, part 1, Agni Press, 1985
