1989-07-09 eggs (Radha Krishna Puja, France)

...So, the friend wrote, “All right, doesn’t matter. You can go away. I am going to look after your daughter.” He came down and he stayed in the hostel. Took a room there in the hostel. We all were there. He was a brahmin, he would not touch an egg. He was brahmin, but he knew that I eat eggs and I am a non-veg. So, this was about summertime had started, but he would still put on his overcoat or a raincoat and walk out. I don’t know from where he used to get eggs in the morning, bring it in his room because it was a brahmin school, and secretly cook the eggs for me, and then he would call Me, and give Me the eggs to eat. I said, “I don’t need them.” “No, no, no you have to have! You know, your father has gone away. I have to look after you!” So sweetly. And he was the head of heads there, breaking his own rules and regulations for Me that he was making non-veg food! And then he would take all the, see, shells of the eggs in a paper, put it in the pocket in a big overcoat, walk down and throw them somewher