The Soulful Monkeys

Yesterday around noon, I was walking down the 150th Street hill with my weighted shoes on. When I was coming back up, I saw four little boys-three black and one white. One of the black boys stood in front of me, practically blocking me, with folded hands. There was no joke involved. So I looked at him very soulfully. I couldn't believe my eyes: the other three monkeys were silent. For them to even remain silent was something. Three of them just looked at me, but the other one folded his hands.
 
When I passed by them, I didn't hear anything, so I knew that they were not cutting jokes. This kind of experience I very seldom get. I was very, very deeply moved to get that kind of treatment from those monkeys.
 
-26 June 1982 
 
 
 
[Source: "The Soulful Monkeys" in Sri Chinmoy,  Run and Become, Become and Run, Part 11, Agni Press/Aum Publications, Jamaica, New York, 1983.]