At the Canadian Border

When I went to Canada for the first time, at the end of 1964, in spite of having a diplomatic passport, I was unnecessarily and ruthlessly harassed in Toronto.

These border experiences are so painful, but God has compensated me by giving me over two hundred devoted Canadian disciple-children.

From:Sri Chinmoy,The Canvas of Time, Madal Bal, Czech Republic, 2019
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