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You are traveling with me for so many months, and you do not know these verses?

Chitsukhananda : The next morning we got up around quarter to six, just before sunrise, and Prabhupada came into the little temple room in that rustic house. When Srila Prabhupada realized that we had arisen late he was very serious, almost angry. He began the class without revealing his mind, but we could tell that something was wrong. Shyamasundar made some mistakes reading the Sanskrit, and Prabhupada said, "You are traveling with me for so many months, and you do not know these verses?" Towards the end of the lecture Prabhupada said, "Why are you getting up late? I know you are traveling and that you are tired. But you must be up in the morning no matter what. You can rest later but you must be up in the morning." Then he said, "Chitsukhananda, is this getting up at six in the morning going on in your temple?" I said, "No. Srila Prabhupada." He said, "Hmm. You must be very careful. You may travel, but you must rise and chant no matter what." We all felt bad, especially me since I was the primary host in these places. I thought, "We have had five days of ecstasy, but now we are getting the nectar of a little chastisement." Then I thought, "Oh, my God. Now that he is unhappy and has seen how fallen we are, maybe I have ruined his trip." After the class he went outside to go to his quarters, and I ran behind him. As I went I picked some jasmine flowers to offer to him. I said, "Srila Prabhupada, please take these flowers." He turned to me and said, "Thank you," and smiled brightly. I said, "Srila Prabhupada, your appearance like an angry lion has gone." He said, "I am never angry with any of you." This was after we had felt his thunderbolts for an hour. He said, "When you fall from the path, my duty is to put you back on. That's all. Otherwise there is no anger." I said, "Thank you, Prabhupada." His anger is displayed only for the care of the child, just as a parent may say, "Don't do that," so Prabhupada was the same way with us. We were his young children.



Reference: Memories Anecdotes of a Modern Day Saint - Volume 1 by Siddhanta Dasa