Dear Śrīla Ācāryapāda,
On this transcendentally auspicious day of appearance, myself and my wife, your daughter Mālinī devī dāsī offer our humble obeisances again and again.
Early eighties when you were taking me with you in your travelling programmes to train me up I learnt what austerity and compassion are.
You have always been guiding me and protecting my creeper of devotion from gross and subtle dangers, all these years... It is foolish and impudent to try express my indebtedness and gratitude, for all that you are magnanimously showering on me:
I am just another ORPHAN like Oliver (missing that ocean of mercy, our Śrīla Prabhupāda), revolting and praying to you:
"Śrīla Ācāryapāda, CAN I HAVE SOME MORE?"
All glories to you! All glories to Śrīla Prabhupāda!!!
Always your servant,
Ātmatattva dāsa and Mālinī devī dāsī