Bhakta Rick from Holland is currently in Sri Sri Radha Gopinath Mandir,
Chowpatty in India. He daily goes for Book Distribution and is very
enthusiastic even on bad days. His secret: A story he recalls from his home
town.
Bhakta Rick: Once a book distributor from Amsterdam came to my home town for
book distribution. He had a bad day. He could distribute only two books in
the whole day. He was very frustrated. "I have never done so bad. I think I
am in maya. This is the worst score I ever had." He was so morose. But when
We were distributing Srila Prabhupada's books in the trains at the
train station in Bangalore, South India. Often it is difficult to
distribute even a one book to someone. Once I was approaching every person
in the train and trying to show them our books but nobody was even touching
them. So I entered one train going to Chennai (south india) and in
this train, one air conditioned car had Srinivasa Govinda's pictures
everywhere. Basically inside this compartment there were all the details
about Tirupati Balaji temple, many things were depicted about Tirupati dhama on
A funny thing happened to me the other day.
One boy stopped me on the street asking about the books I was holding.
He told me he was stressed out, he was suffering from schizophrenia and some
sexual disorder. He came to St Marys that day, a small town about 40km west of
Sydney Australia. He was so stressed out he said to me he needed to go to the
brothel and spend $85 for half an hour to alleviate his disorder.
I gave him quotes from Srila Prabhupada and 5.22 from the Bhagavad gita how
lust cannot be satisfied. I said to him, "This book will fix all of your
I was distributing at Ashfield, Sydney Australia.
I stopped one elder India man just about to cross the road.
He wasn't very happy to have me stop in his tracks.
"Apka nam kya?" (what is your name Sir). I said "Mira nam Uddhav."
He was a little surprised to hear a young Australian speak Hindi.
I said "Deko bahagavan!" (look the Supreme Personality of
Godhead)."Prabhupada book lelo." (lelo means, please take).
Still he was not so inclined to take. It was as if he had plans he didn't
want disrupted.
While distributing books door to door in Thames, New Zealand, I came
across a very sinister and vile man who spared no energy in his attempts to
completely ruin my day with a torrential downpour of vulgarities and
obscenities. It was as if he had been saving all of the frustration
borne of a lifetime of unfulfilled desires and had finally found a suitable
person on whom to deposit them. He even tried to sic his dog on me. Needless
to say, I was pretty disturbed by seeing him. As it turns out, his neighbors
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