Once while in Sydney Australia, somehow I ended up alone on a train, returning to the temple after book distribution, in some far away suburb, in this far away country.
The train was very long, and appeared completely empty.
That was not normal, as various people are always on the train.
Perhaps this was a train to hell,and I was the only one going today?
I decided to make use of the emptiness, and chant loudly, as there was no one else around who may be offended.
Anyhow, the train took a turn onto another line, which started to worry me a little.
Factories and huge grey buildings flashed past the window bringing a feeling of dread and gloom which filled the air.
Shortly, thereafter, the train began to slow down, as it approached a station.
A bright orange color began to fill the carriage, like a room full of Brahmachari's.
As the automatic doors opened, hundreds of miserable men began to fill the carriage, all in bright orange overalls.
Finally, it made sense, this was a car manufacturing p