Crossing a sandy tract, he entered the building by
the back door. I had left it unlocked, even as my guru had said.
The man emerged shortly, holding one of my prized cauliflowers. He
now strode along respectably, invested with the dignity of possession.
The unfolding farce, in which my role appeared to be that of bewildered
victim, was not so disconcerting that I failed in indignant pursuit.
I was halfway to the road when Master recalled me. He was shaking
from head to foot with laughter.
"That poor crazy man has been longing for a cauliflower," he explained
between outbursts of mirth. "I thought it would be a good idea if
he got one of yours, so ill-guarded!"
I dashed to my room, where I found that the thief, evidently one
with a vegetable fixation, had left untouched my gold rings, watch,
and money, all lying openly on the blanket. He had crawled instead
under the bed where, completely hidden from casual sight, one of
my cauliflowers had aroused his singlehearted desire.
I asked Sri Yukteswar that evening to explain the incident which
had, I thought, a few baffling features.
My guru shook his head slowly. "You will understand it someday.
Science will soon discover a few of these hidden laws."
When the wonders of radio burst some years later on an astounded
world, I remembered Master's prediction. Age-old concepts of time
and space were annihilated; no peasant's home so narrow that London
or Calcutta could not enter! The dullest intelligence enlarged
before indisputable proof of one aspect of man's omnipresence.
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