Radhanath Swami was on a stroll down the corridor of the monastery. At the entrance of a room that faced the corridor sat Krishnadas at his study desk. The desk held an open scripture with Krishnadas’s face resting on it. He resembled a boxer on the rings, after a knock out. Perhaps a difficult passage from the scripture had pulled him down. Radhanath Swami rambled on, as though he had missed that scene. But the others around could vouch that he hadn’t.
As providence would have it, this reoccurred the next day, and even the day after. Krishnadas was crestfallen. Due to emergency services he had insufficient rest for the past few nights. Yet, he sincerely tried to remain awake and study during the day. Coincidentally, however, just when Radhanath Swami was around, he fell asleep. How bad Radhanath Swami might have felt seeing his student asleep at his study desk!
Krishnadas approached Radhanath Swami with his tale of woe. Attempting to clarify the situation, he related an incident from his workplace; this had happened before he joined the monastery for a full-fledged training in bhakti yoga. “One day at office, when my boss came by for a stroll in the morning, I was reading the newspaper. When he came by in the afternoon and evening, again he saw me doing the same. He turned crimson and got on my case. But I had been working sincerely. And it was sheer coincidence that just when I held the newspaper for a break, he came by for a stroll.”
Radhanath Swami smiled warmly when he heard the story. Then he said, “But the difference here is, I am not your boss. I am your servant, trying to serve you in the capacity of a guru, a spiritual master.”