The handshake18
Many runners greeted me during the Long Island Marathon. At least six or seven people recognised me and came up to me. One man was at least twenty metres ahead of me. All of a sudden he got the inspiration to stop. I said to myself, “Why did he stop?” He stopped only to shake hands with me.
RB 510. 1 May 1982↩
Sri Chinmoy, Run and become, become and run, part 10, Agni Press, 1983
