The long way home or the Gita lives here

Ram das had been spending his holidays for two weeks, he was very joyful. But still he was missing something. He wanted to spend that free time usefully. And he came up how exactly.
Ram das used to read Prabhubada's literature, but he had never distributed it before. He thought:"Why not? What am I worse?". Everything was decided. However Ram das wanted to work alone, he didn't like crowds and to work with someone else. His sankirtana must be passed in lonliness.
In the middle of July he started working. The summer was very hot, the Sun was burning, there was not any cloud in the sky. Ram das was very hot so he washed himself a cold water from a bottel for drinking. In the beginning he bought the Gita in the Temple of Krishna, then went to distribute it to anybody.
All the day was wasted for the travelling. Then he suddenly remembered that there were street public libraries in his city that can fit into themselves one book. But unfortunately some libraries had been moved from their old places to anywhere. He looked for them in a courtyard in the center of his city, in a square near his favorite ponds, but didn't find them. Ram das despaired and went to a boulevard - the last place he liked. However no one wanted to take the book. At last he wanted to leave the Gita on a bench near by a monument of a famous playwright. "May be you can advice me something?" - he derisively asked inwardly the monument. The playwright replyed nothing of course. Meanwhile dust was coming. Tired Ram das decided to take the book home and keep exploring a shelter for it tomorrow.

Next day morning Ram das woke up as if nothing had happened. Nobody knew that he brought the Gita, so he went immediatly to a place that remembered about after the breakfast. There was a small street library for bookcrossing near by a railway station. Now the problem was solved! But the heat didn't have mercy on the city. Ram das was ready for that. At last the library was found and the Gita had got its home. Ram das fulfilled his duty and went home on the bus joyfully. It had been rained before the bus stopped and Ram das kept going to subway. There wasn't raining in his district. He came back home wet but happy. Now the Gita will travel.

"O Krishna, I totally accept as truth all that you have told me. Neither the demigods nor the demons, O Lord, can understand you personality".

Bhagavad Gita, 10:14

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