SP's grattitude to the boy who helped him.

"Another time I went there to his room with some milk from my father and found his doors locked shut. No one knew for sure where he had gone, but some said Prabhupada had gone to the West. He left Vrindavana Dhama quietly, without notice, and we missed him. " After some years I saw him again when he came back to Vrindavana. I was walking on Vrindavana parikrama nearby Kesi Ghata and I saw a few white devotees surrounding a sannyasi. Like many of the local people, I was very curious and came nearby to look. Amazingly, I saw that it was my old friend, Srila Swami Maharaja.

Then Prabhupada looked over and saw me. He called out to me and motioned for me to come nearby. I ran to his feet and touched them in the dust. Prabhupada then embraced me with love. Rubbing my head, he said to his students, "Oh, this is my boy, my old friend. He brought me milk and helped me, before, when I had nothing." Then Prabhupada took off a necklace of some valuable stones that he had on his neck, broke it and put some of the stones into my hand. We have kept that gift and made those stones into earrings that my wife wears every day."