For three months in '65 Howard Wheeler and I had been to India. In India, he and I used to sit on a rooftop, look down at all the cars, laugh, and say, "One thing I'd never do is to drive in India."
It's like the height of a circus. It's not for a Westerner. But when I met Srila Prabhupada in Calcutta the first thing he asked me was, "I'd like you to drive for me." I said, "All right, Prabhupada, whatever you want." And what did he want me to drive? A big, old Chrysler, about twenty-five feet long. I drove him around Calcutta in this old Chrysler. He told me, "Go down this way." We went down that way, and I noticed that all the other cars were going in the other direction. I said, "Prabhupada, I think this is a one-way street." He said, "It's all right." We kept going, and at the other end of the street was a policeman. The policeman said, "Stop." When the policeman came over and saw Prabhupada, he said, "Oh, I'm sorry," and gave him the right of way.
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