Wales

There in Wales we were very successful. Many people went to the Carmaerthon College to hear me speak. It was in Cardiganshire, a most beautiful place with soft, rolling, green hills. The campus itself had a certain divine charm.  
 
The Professor of French was so enamoured of my talk that he came and stood right in front of me, looking at me with such wonder, admiration and adoration. And the Professor of Philosophy would not leave us. He was so excited, so happy. He went to a restaurant with us and for at least two hours he asked me questions on Indian philosophy and spirituality. He himself, being a Professor of Philosophy, found it somewhat embarrassing to ask questions on spirituality. Yet question after question he was asking me. He wouldn't leave me. Two or three of his own students were with him, but he knew that this was his last chance to be with me. If he did not ask me questions on philosophy in front of his students, he would lose the opportunity completely. In the hall, he could not ask these questions because there were many, many students, and he wanted to retain his academic dignity.  
 
In the restaurant he asked many, many questions on spiritual philosophy. Now in that restaurant, some customers were singing songs in the Welsh language, Gaelic. How powerful, soulful and sweet! There were about twenty singers. It was like a divine choir. We were enchanted beyond belief. Alo that night wrote a soulful letter to Akuti, our Connecticut Centre leader, praising that glorious singing. It reminded us of Indian music because there was no end to their music, so to speak. 

[Extracts from "Anecdotes about the European Lecture Tour, 27 January, AUM Centre, San Juan, Puerto Rico" in Sri Chinmoy, The Master Speaks To The Puerto Rican Disciples 1966-1972, Agni Press, Jamaica, NY, 1993, pp. 79-112.]