At dusk I began
to search around me for a place to rest in at night. I met on the road,
in the afternoon, a leopard and a wild cat; and I am astonished now to
think how I should have felt no fear then nor tried to run away.
Throughout, some secret influence supported me. Fear or anxiety never
once entered my mind. Perhaps in my heart there was room for no other
feeling but an intense anxiety to find my Guru. When it was just
getting dark, I espied a solitary hut a few yards from the roadside. To
it I directed my steps in the hope of finding a lodging. The rude door
was locked. The cabin was untenanted at the time. I examined it on all
sides and found an aperture on the western side. It was small indeed,
but sufficient for me to jump through. It had a small shutter and a
wooden bolt. By a strange coincidence of circumstances the hillman had
forgotten to fasten it on the inside when he locked the door. Of
course, after what has subsequently transpired, I now, through the eye
of faith, see the protecting hand of my Guru everywhere around me.
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