I like this kind of stuff.

GNAB: Nitin Prabhu and I started out at about 3pm. (Dhikshith Prabhu was going to join us too, but because we were to work in Burlingame and Dhikshith Prabhu doesn't have a car and would've had to take a bus or train all the way from SJ, we decided that we'd meet with him another day.)

We found a neat little apartment complex about 2 minutes from my home in Burlingame that practically had a sign on it saying, "Distribute books here." There was no gate, no security, & no one home at the leasing office. : ))

We were surprised after knocking on the first 3 doors that someone answered at all 3 apartments; and best of all, all three bought books! It continued miraculously from there. Almost every apartment had someone home, and people (mostly Hispanic) were very happy to take books and give donations.

Outside one set of apartments, we walked by a couple of teenage kids who were having a smoke. We said hello to them and kept working. Ten minutes later, when we knocked on one door, we were greeted cheerily and invited inside. The same two teenagers who had been clandestinely smoking outside were inside with their family. And the whole family was so nice!

The grandmother told the kids to turn off the TV so that everyone could hear about the Bhagavad-gita. They all gathered around (about 7 of them) and listened carefully and with sincere interest. One of the smoker kids, said, "I like this kind of stuff."

They ended up buying a Gita and a Krsna book and we threw in a book pack, lollipops an incense stick, a maha-mantra refrigerator magnet and a free lesson on chanting the Hare Krsna Maha-mantra for good measure.

By the time we got to the last door in that complex, it was getting dark and the lady inside wouldn't open the door. (She was one of the only two that didn't take a book in the entire complex. ) Instead she spoke to us through a side window saying, "Praise Jesus."

Too late. The damage was already done and we walked away surveying the entire complex, amazed that we were able to knock on every door. Later, at home, we mused about how that apartment block must now be glowing, having been bombarded and saturated by Srila Prabhuada's transcendental books.

Gaura Prema!

With gratitude,

Your servant,

Vaisesika Dasa