on Emirates Airlines are Corrado, Balarama, Mandala, and myself. Next to me in seat 72E is young
Mohammed. Now what do you think a young,
9 year-old from India
would be doing for those hours on a plane?
Yes, you guessed it. He would not
be praying (necessarily). This young
lad, whom I easily made friends with, was on for the long haul doing games with
his hand-held device. He didn't mind if
I interrupted him so I could get a word in.
On occasion we did high-fives. I showed him how to offer pranams. Pakistan
Actually I was the one praying. I dozed off at times, as did he. I relished going over chapters 17 and 18 of the Gita and managed to slip in watching Robert Redford in "A Walk In The Woods," based on the novel of a retired man and his companion taking to the Appalachian Trail, starting from
and going north. Georgia
Mohammed's mom and sister were sitting behind us. I found the great opportunity to render him some service. He made me feel like a granddad. At one point he had a nose-bleed so I fetched him some tissue. When he went to sleep I adjusted his chair to recline more and covered him with a blanket.
It was indeed nice to know Mohammed. He really didn't ask me any questions. He was just being himself, rather a fidgety nine year old. I just saw a young
Krishna in him.
When it was time to disembark we parted while giving each other a unique
form of Props (fists gently smacking together).
Some hours were lost due to time zone change, but a friendship was gained.
May the Source be with you!