There was something unexpected that happened:
As I walked around the Stupa, contemplating the site, in the distance I saw a sadhu. He was painted in ashes– as any sadhu would be-; and was covered only with a piece of cloth. He was contemplating his surroundings when he saw me. He was looking in my direction as he pointed his finger towards me. Then, he pointed his finger at his third eye, saying, “I see you!” I looked around to see if he was looking at someone else, but there was no one next to me on either side. And again, he pointed his finger at me and said, “I see you!” I bowed to him, and continue contemplating my surroundings as I had been doing. Neither of us need any extra words.
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