Satsvarupa Dasa: Prabhupada wants to see you. I went at once. When I got there He said, "Look." He stood by the window. (I was ashamed that we gave him such a chilly, bare room and that we couldn't afford to pay the fuel bill, and that a window was broken and that the front lawn was yellow.) He pointed to a paint bucket overflowing with rain. "You shouldn't be wasteful." No! I cried, anxious to defend myself. It's just water. It looks green. I was the temple president, not some fool who would leave a can of paint in the rain. But Prabhupada said, "Anyway, I just wanted to say, don't be wasteful." Why couldn't I listen as a faithful child without interrupting him, and receive his full blessing? Did you think he was mistaken when he called for you? the very thing your heart ached for? Be grateful that he thought of you, even as a wasteful fool.