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refused the wedding proposal of Krishna
who is the representation of the universe on earth
All praise herWhen you finally get to the stage, you see Amma on her throne surrounded by a mixture of Indian and Western helpers. They double as her security, since Amma has been attacked on a couple of occasions, once with a knife.The woman sits there all day in this hall, which resembles an underground parking lot, smiling, laughing, and giving advice to thousands of people who quite often stink and quite often grab her arms or waist pretty roughly. I don't know if that makes her a saint, but her patience is superhuman.Just before you get to hug Amma, her assistants grab you by the arms and bring you onto your knees. They say things like "lower" and "keep your hands to the side" and then before you know it, you're being pushed towards Amma's breasts. I don't know how to say this without sounding creepy—even more so because Amma is kind of a saint—but her breasts are huge and warm as she pulls you in with both hands. The whole experience feels wonderfully childish, like eating chocolate spread with your fingers or peeing in the bath.
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