Darshan isn't really over
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Darshan may seem to be over when Mother stands up from Her
chair. But it isn't, exactly.
Most night darshan programs end with Her calling all those
who haven't come to Her lap that day to stand close as She
walks out of the hall-so that She can hand each a chocolate
Kiss, Her prasad.
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At the same time, passing between the rows of people, She
will be reaching out to give an extra kiss to this woman,
or pinch that man's cheek, or give a baby a quick cuddle.
Then, at the door, someone will have Her shoes ready for Her
to step into-the shoe holder gets a good long hug, and everyone
nearby basks in Mother's smiles as She gazes around.
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Finally, making Her way to the open car door, She will climb
into the back seat, maybe saying yes when some child calls
out, "Amma! Can I ride with You?" The car will begin
to inch away from the curb, but look! There is a line of people
ready for one more darshan: Mother's window will probably
roll down, and Her Hand will reach out, and one by one the
people lining the car's route will reach out and gently touch
Her finger tips.
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