My First Day Working For Mother Teresa

Here is the front door to the Mother House. I'll never forget when I landed at the airport in Calcutta, and crawled into the back of a taxicab. I asked the driver if he knew where Mother Teresa's headquarters were (that was such a stupid question), "Of course" he said, "would you like to be going there?" Uh, why not? He drove me to 54 A, Lower Circular Road, dodging the cows which lolled lazily in the middle of the roads. I walked about 30 steps down a dirty, non-descript alley to this door. I was prepared to be met by armed guards, body searched, and told Mother Teresa was in some other country visiting presidents and monarchs. Rather, Sister Nirmala met me at this door and invited me into the parlor. "Wait here" she said, "Mother will be down at five o'clock." To my utter astonishment, Mother walked into the parlor at five o'clock, and told me God had sent me to India to work for her. Thus began my relationship with this Nobel Peace Prize Laureate.