I find myself kind of proud to be a rational man, and I tend to be more or at least as emotional as I am rational, and Srila Prabhupada understood me; he was able to satisfy me in any way, and I also worked very hard to serve him. But my relationship with him was one of an overwhelming impression of awe. It went beyond awe and reverence. I just loved him for what he gave. I guess I take seriously the only person I ever really loved. He’s in my mind, he’s all around me. He takes and returns as much love as I can give. He makes me cry, and my body quakes when I think how much I miss him. Love is the only thing that makes any sense at all to me, and he is the embodiment of everything I admire.

Told by ISKCON’s Sridhara Swami From “The Jolly Swami” by Adbhuta Hari Dasa