My special dessert

The banquet was served, but there was very little available for a vegetarian. I was eating next to nothing. Then the funniest thing happened. The waiter who was serving gave a kind of cake to everybody. When he passed by my chair, he said, “I am bringing a very special dessert for you.”

I said to myself, “Let us see what it is.”

I thought that perhaps there was alcohol inside the cake. Otherwise he would have brought some for me. He knew that I did not drink alcohol or eat meat and fish. He was a very kind young man. A few moments later, he reappeared with a plate for me. He said, “Here is rice and dal.” It was real Indian food! I was so happy, and he was very happy that I enjoyed it. It was the very last thing that was served. Alas, he did not know that it was the main course of an Indian meal and not dessert!

From:Sri Chinmoy,Sri Chinmoy in Russia, Agni Press, 2001
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