My shamefacedness spoke more eloquently for me. Let us go to the kitchen and find something to eat. Sri Yukteswar s manner was as casual as though hours and not days had separated us.
Wrath springs only from thwarted desires.
I do not expect anything from others, so their actions cannot be in opposition to wishes of mine. In the world, even a father does not easily forgive his son if he leaves his parent s business without warning. We looked into each other s eyes, where tears were shining. A few mornings later I made my way to Master s empty sitting room. I planned to meditate, but my laudable purpose was unshared by disobedient thoughts.