The hand-shaker²⁴

At the seven-mile mark a young man came up to me and grabbed my hands, saying, “My name is Mike. You don’t know me, but I know you.”

He wanted to shake hands.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 5, Agni Press, 1981
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