Why Do We Think So Much?
It was a Saturday evening. After having tea, my roommate and I were walking back through our college entrance. Just then, I noticed a young guy standing there. He had a big mark worn on his forehead, five books in his hands, and a heavy bag on his back, probably filled with more books. First, he called out to my friend. My friend ignored him and walked away. Then he looked at me and called me the same way. I couldn’t ignore him, so I went closer. He looked simple, humble, and young. He introduced himself as someone from ISKCON Bengaluru and began talking about the books he was holding. Then he handed me a small book, explained a bit about it, and said it costs 50 rupees. He never directly asked me to buy it, but his actions clearly did. You know, that was not the problem. The actual problem was “How can I say my account balance is 20 rupees” haha. So I smiled and said, “I forgot my wallet. I’ll buy it some other day.” He replied, “It’s not about the price. The fact that you’re listenin...