Let’s go to McDonalds

It was Shri Mahakali Puja in Munich, 1987. I was supposed to cook for Shri Mataji after the puja, but I don’t know what had happened to me. I had no ideas as to what to cook and started to panic a bit. Then after the puja, I was with Shri Mataji in the car to go back to the ashram. In my mind, I was going through what we had bought to cook for Her.

‘Who will cook for Me now?’ asked Shri Mataji.

‘Me, Shri Mataji,’ I said and thought, ‘This is it.’

‘After a puja one should not stay in the kitchen and cook. Let’s go out and have something to eat in the restaurant,’ She said and smiled at me.

My heart was overflowing with love and relief, but all the restaurants were closed because it was early afternoon. The driver of the car mentioned that only McDonalds would be open and this would not be appropriate.

‘Why not?’ Shri Mataji said. ‘Let’s go to McDonalds. The chicken is good there.’

So we went there and it was brought out to Shri Mataji, who stayed in the car, chips and Chicken McNuggets and Coke. We ate with Her and laughed like children and could hardly believe it. It was so incredible, joyful. Even the blue October sky seemed to feel the same and expressed it in little puffy white clouds.

‘Look up in the sky and see the clouds,’ She said, noticing it. ‘Even the sky seems to be bubbling with joy.’

Afterwards, Shri Mataji went directly for shopping to town, without going back to the ashram and having a rest. The swastika was still on Her Feet and we were all in our saris.

Annegret Kaluzny


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