By John Harricharan
"It was great to see her again, but it was totally unexpected. She explained a number of things and said that you would tell me about my financial situation and how best to handle it. And, of course, there's this great secret you keep mentioning. I'm so tired of hearing about it. Isn't it about time that you tell me what it is?" I looked from Marla to Gideon and back again.
"We'll see you at dinner to discuss some of this," Gideon said.
"Pandayji will be meeting me for dinner. I'm sure he'd love to meet both of you. You were having a long conversation with him last night and, yet, he didn't seem to remember either of you this morning."
"Thus far," replied Gideon, "he has only seen us in his dreams. At dinner this evening, he will get to see us with you. Not to worry. It'll be fun."
Both of them stood up as Gideon continued,"We'll see ourselves out. Don't bother getting up."
Marla leaned over and gave me a gentle peck on my lips. She smiled at me, winked and said, "Remember what she said to you last night."
They turned, walking clear through the locked door.
"Must be great to do that," I thought as I fell asleep right there on the sofa.
When I awoke it was almost time for dinner,so I hastily prepared and headed off to the Samarkand.It would be wonderful, I thought, for all of us to be together. My friends and acquaintances have rarely, orever, seen Gideon or Marla and I couldn't help wondering why an exception was made for Pandayji.
In a few minutes, I was walking toward the restaurant when I heard Pandayji's voice call out, "Hello, John. Over here."
I looked toward the voice and saw Pandayji and an old, bearded man standing next to one of the large columns that stood throughout the lobby. "Hi, Pandayji," I said as I walked over to them.
"John," said Pandayji, "I want you to meet an old friend of mine. He's known as the Boatman of Pondicherry and is in town for just a few days."
"Hi, Mr. . . . er . . . Hi . . . ," I said as I stretched out my hand toward the Boatman, "it's good to meet you," I continued, "what did you say your name was?"
"Just call me Boatman," he said with a mischievous grin. "Over the years, Panday, here, has told me so much about you. In a way, I feel as though I know you."
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Lecturer, entrepreneur and MBA business consultant, John Harricharan is the author of the award-winning book, "When You Can Walk on Water, Take the Boat." Spiritual SimplicityThe Real Secret
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