This morning Swami Vishwananda is working to his schedule plan for next year. I write on the laptop, He was sitting next to the table.
Suddenly a wasp is flying around Swami ‘s head and goes in his hairs. I push it out but it goes on the other side of Swami’s head. I begin to get nervous. Swami says to the wasp: “Please go out or this man (meaning me) will kill you.” I stand up, go to the outside door and open it. I am not finish to open the door when I see the wasp flying outside. Surprised I answer: “This was really quick. The wasp understood good your words, Swami”.
by Pritalananda