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Husband and wife fight
Prabhupada
sat on the vyasasana, which had been placed with the Deity room to his
right. He commented to Mohanananda that it should have been placed on
the opposite wall, keeping the Deities to his left, and later he
requested that they move it.
As Prabhupada sat on the pink and
gold paisley vyasasana, under a gold canopy, he smiled brightly, and
turned to Syamasundara. "Look how nicely they're taking care of Radha
and Krsna." The temple quickly filled as devotees filed in, taking their
seats on the floor before Prabhupada. Srila Prabhupada turned to Caru.
"Who is taking care?" he said, indicating the Deities with his eyes.
"Vaibhavi," Caru answered.
Prabhupada
spoke affectionately: "When I last left, I prayed to Lord Krsna: "You
please give help to these boys and girls, all mlecchas, to worship you
nicely." Now I am very happy to see that He has given you such good
intelligence. Everything is very nice.
"Where's Upendra?" he asked. Someone answered that he was at the house preparing Srila Prabhupada's lunch.
Srila
Prabhupada seemed extremely relaxed, and, surrounded by the devotees,
appeared like a king amongst adoring subjects, a father of a family of
50 sons and daughters. He was witnessing first-hand the success of the
sankirtana movement. He had planted the seeds of bhakti one year
previously, and now those seeds were sprouting.
Prabhupada's
bliss and satisfaction increased to see that his disciples, by sincerely
following his orders, were advancing in Krsna consciousness -- the
power of Krsna kirtana was transforming the fallen souls of Australia.
His approving smiles increased the ecstasy of the assembled devotees.
When
Prabhupada had first entered the temple, Jagattarini had quickly
removed a pair of Prabhupada's slippers from the footstool before his
vyasasana. She now sat crying before Prabhupada, still clutching the
slippers. Prabhupada turned to Mohanananda. "Who is that?"
"That's Bhurijana's wife," replied Mohanananda.
Prabhupada's eyes opened wide, and his face lit up as he looked around the room. "Oh, is Bhurijana here?"
Mohanananda
explained that although Bhurijana could not make it, he had sent his
wife instead. Prabhupada smiled affectionately at Jagattarini. He spoke
to her in a semi-serious, soft voice. "Oh, you haven't been fighting,
have you?"
Jagattarini had the feeling that Prabhupada knew her
mind. But she couldn't admit that she did, indeed, fight regularly with
her husband. She felt like a cheat as she answered him. "Oh, no,
Prabhupada. He sent me here for some association." Prabhupada's face
displayed a playful, mock seriousness. "Good. A husband and wife should
not fight." Prabhupada appeared to wait a few moments to let the point
sink in. He continued, with a slight twinkle in his eye, his finger
raised in a caricature of chastisement.
"Actually, when husband
and wife fight, it shouldn't be taken very seriously. It is just like
sometimes in the morning there will be thundering in the clouds, but
everybody knows there will be no rain."
He gave the example of
how Mahatma Gandhi, after an argument, had thrown his wife out of the
house saying: "Get out! Get out!" She had gone, but sat outside the
house for the full day. Because she had nowhere else to go, she simply
remained there. Towards the evening, Gandhi had come out. Seeing that
his wife was still sitting there, he called her back inside. Prabhupada
concluded: "In this way, when husband and wife fight, it should not be
taken seriously."
Prabhupada continued to speak encouragingly to
the assembled devotees, expressing his pleasure at how much effort they
had expended in decorating the temple. Finally, Pradyumna led a short
kirtana, then Prabhupada rose and left the temple room, closely followed
by Radha Ramana, who was still clutching his little pink flag.
Prabhupada left via the front door, and departed for his place of
residence
- From "The Great Transcendental Adventure" by HG Kurma Prabhu