
As KášášŁáša told his friends that beggars sometimes are rebuffed, you knew the Lord would send you help, and help came soon enough. It came from low-class people who were fallen, blind and rough, and not from high-class smÄrta-types whose egos were too puffed. As brÄhmaáša wives and not their husbands brought Lord KášášŁáša food, it was these fallen souls who caught your missionary mood. While paášá¸its criticized your flock as muchis, foul and crude, you knew the PaĂąca-tattva did not favor or exclude.
