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Srila Prabhupada exactly like his books

Hamasdutta Dasa: Sudama was in charge in Hawaii and when someone donated a restaurant there, somehow or other Sudama claimed the restaurant as his. In a meeting about that incident, Prabhupada said to Sudama, "You are my disciple", Sudama  said, "Yes." "So whatever is given to you is meant for me." Sudama said, "Yes." "So to whom does the restaurant belong?  Does it belong to you or does it belong to me?" Sudama said, "It belongs to me." Prabhupada said, "Okay. Take it and be happy," and Sudama left the room. Then Prabhupada asked the rest of us, "What should we do? Should we prosecute?"  Guru Kripa said, "Yeah!" Prabhupada pondered and said, "No. Then we'll become like ordinary karmis. Our life is based on love and trust. If we don't live that way, we won't have a  spiritual life." And he let it go. Prabhupada would not conspire or allow himself to be drawn into a conspiracy. When someone complained, he'd  call the person who was being complained about and say to  the complainer, "Now what did you say?" He used to say, "No pssh pssh pssh." He called conspiracy, "pssh pssh." He said people may speak their mind in a meeting and fight like cats and dogs but at the end, each one has to carry out whatever was agreed to.
 
 Normally prominent people, whether politicians, entertainers, or any other celebrity, have two lives, one that they show to the public and another that is completely contrary. Prabhupada wasn't like that. He had only one life. Every time I met him, what impressed me, again and again, was that Prabhupada was exactly like his books. When you read his book and when you had an exchange with Prabhupada, it was the same. There was no difference. With any other person, there was always another side. In this way, Prabhupada was disarming. All the problems that filled your head evaporated as soon as you came into Prabhupada's presence. He would  say, "So everything is all right?" "Yes, Prabhupada, yes" and as soon as you walked out the door, you were puzzled again.


Reference: Memories Anecdotes of a Modern Day Saint - Volume 3 by Siddhanta Dasa