Frankfurt, Germany
Four Hours in Frankfurt
The layover in Frankfurt wasn’t too long—a mere four
hours. I went through security at
Terminal One and eventually made my way to Gate B23, where in one corner you
have these swivelling bubble-type units (called silent chairs) to relax in. I had
just plopped myself into one when a Muslim woman in the next unit asked, “Are
you on pilgrimage?” in her British accent.
“Yes, I am.”
“Your first time?”
“Oh, no. I go to India every year; this time, the South.”
“I’m on my way to Mecca…for the first time. I’m really
looking forward to it,” she remarked.
“Well, I’m really happy for you.”
“Hare Krishna?” she asked.
“Oh, yes!”
“Some say that Krishna and Jesus are the same person.” (She
said nothing of Mohammed.)
My brief clarification was: “Well, it’s certainly a wise
sentiment. At least Jesus and Krishna
share the same qualities.”
Our conversation pretty much ended there when, whether by
choice or chance, her bubble swivelled in the opposite direction. I was happy to have talked to someone, since everyone
else in that corner was enveloped in their own realm or ‘their own little
bubble.”
The woman did get me thinking. I had heard that Paramahansa Yogananda,
author of Autobiography of a Yogi, equated Krishna to Jesus, in
intent. If so, I would regard the notion
as a speculation, and resign myself to the term ‘different avatars’. Anyway,
glad to have made a Muslim friend.
May the Source be with you!
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