The Waving Bus Driver

This morning I was running along 150th Street and a bus that was passing by kept honking at me. Finally, I turned to see what all the commotion was about. The bus driver, a very nice black man, was waving at me. He had been making all that noise just to get my attention. This was the same bus driver who had asked me once why I wasn't running any more.
 
6 May 1980 
 

[Source: "The Waving Bus Driver" in Sri Chinmoy,  Run and Become, Become and Run, Part 3, Agni Press/Aum Publications, Jamaica, New York, 1980.]