Interruptions in Boston

Chetana took me to Boston or somewhere. I was about to give a talk. An Indian stood up. He started screaming, "God, God, God. Who wants to hear about God, God?"

He was screaming there. I could not say one word.

Then I said, "Today is my day." People were so embarrassed. I said, "Another day somebody will invite you to give a talk."

Then he calmed down; I could talk.

As soon as it was over, the man who harassed me came running and fell at my feet. Then I was supposed to see a few seekers. He wanted to come. I said, "No, no, I cannot trust you." When the meeting was over, he wanted to come and join the seekers. But he had harassed me like anything.

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