The escort1

It was drizzling, and I was running back slowly along the same road where the dog had attacked me earlier. An old lady, over seventy years old, was standing on the sidewalk. Her umbrella was a plastic garbage bag. When she saw me she shouted, “Hey, stop!”

I said to myself, “O God, another old lady!” But I am obedient, so I stopped. There was a red light there, and I enjoyed stopping and resting at the red light. Sometimes even at a green light I enjoy rest.

The old lady said to me, “Do you know the Grand Central Parkway?”

I said, “Isn’t the Grand Central right here?”

She said, “No! What do you know?”

There were many cars coming by and she asked me, “Can you come with me?” I thought that she was asking me to carry her bag, so I said, “I will gladly carry it.”

I was observing her to see if she was really crazy. I felt sorry for her. Perhaps she felt sorry for me. When I took her to the other side of the Grand Central, she just stood there. I didn’t know if anything was going on inside her mind. She was not smiling, but at least she didn’t scold me.

  1. RB 56. 11 August 1979

Sri Chinmoy, Run and become, become and run, part 1.First published by Agni Press in 1979.

This is the 379th book that Sri Chinmoy has written since he came to the West, in 1964.


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