THIS IS INDEED THE WORLD!

Once, Hriday3 brought a bull-calf here. I saw, one

day, that he had tied it with a rope in the garden4,

so that it might graze there. I asked him, "Hriday,

why do you tic the calf there every day?" "Uncle"

he said, "I am going to send the calf to our village.

When it grows strong I shall yoke it to the plough."

As soon as I heard these words I was stunned to

think: "How inscrutable is the play of the Divine

Maya! Kamarpukur5 and Sihore6 are so far away

from Calcutta! This poor calf must go all that way.

Then it will grow, and at length it will be yoked to

the plough. This is indeed the world! This is indeed

Maya!” I fell unconscious. Only after a long time

did I regain consciousness.