Visakha Priya Devi Dasi: Before I could think of anything, he had snapped the strap of my bead bag off my neck and was running away with the bag. I couldn't bear it. I had chanted on them since the time they appeared in front of me, floating on the sacred Ganga, on the Gaura Purnima day of the year 1996, just when I was entering the water to take a sacred bath at sunset.
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