There’s a reason

I was with you, Ray. Do you remember when we drove round and round the Barbican Centre in the City of London. Shri Mataji was in the back of the car and I was sitting in the front with you driving. We were heading back to Brompton Square after Mother had been shopping in the East End of London; She had bought suits and other things to take back to India as gifts for Her brothers. You and I both thought we knew the way back and which turnings to take but Mother would disagree each time.

‘No, no, go the other way,’ She said.

‘Yes, Mother,’ Ray said. We ended up in the heartland of the Barbican and had great difficulty getting our bearings again we just couldn’t find our way out. It was like a maze, we kept trying to get out but kept passing the Theatre again and again.

‘You see,’ said Shri Mataji, ‘I have to be in this place. There’s a reason.’

    Vicki Halperin


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