The Ambulance Driver

About six months ago when I was running on Union Turnpike around four in the morning, an ambulance driver asked me if I could tell him how to get to a particular place. He was drinking something-beer, I think-and going against a red light. Perhaps he was late. I thought to myself, "What is the matter with that fellow?"
 
I could not tell him how to get to his destination. There was also a truck driver nearby, but instead of asking the truck driver, he started saying bad words. Finally he said, "Hell with you!" I replied, "Heaven with you."
 
-25 July 1979 
 

[Source: "The Ambulance Driver" in Sri Chinmoy,  Run and Become, Become and Run, Part 1, Agni Press, Jamaica, New York, 1979.]