Journalist - "Sir, in your last lecture, you told us about "Contact" and "Connection." It's really confusing. Can you explain?"
The Monk smiled and apparently deviating from the question asked the journalist:
"Are you from New York?"
Journalist: "Yeah..."
Monk: "Who are there at home?"
The Journalist felt that the Monk was trying to avoid answering his question since this was a very personal and unwarranted question. Yet the journalist said: "Mother had expired. Father is there. Three brothers and one sister. All married..."
The Monk, with a smile on his face, asked again: "Do you talk to your father?"
The journalist looked visibly annoyed...
The Monk: "When did you talk to him last?"
The journalist, supressing his annoyance said: "May be a month ago."
The Monk: "Do you brothers and sisters meet often? When did you meet last as a family gathering?"
At this point, sweat appeared on the forehead of the journalist.
It seemed that the Monk was interviewing the Journalist.
With a sigh, the Journalist said: "We met last at Christmas two years ago."
The Monk: "How many days did you all stay together?"
The Journalist (wiping the sweat on his brow) said: "Three days..."
Monk: "How much time did you spend with your Father, sitting right beside him?"
The journalist looking perplexed and embarassed and started scribbling something on a paper...
The Monk: "Did you have breakfast, lunch or dinner together? Did you ask how he was? Did you ask how his days are passing after your mother's death?"
Drops of tears started to flow from the eyes of the journalist.