I was feeling aimless, discontented. I was babbling. I said, "I need a designer. I need a personal trainer. I need a guru. I need Sai Baba and his saffron umbrella." He was in town yesterday, we had driven by chance past a place where he was walking among a group of gawkers and devotees, blocking traffic and crowding around him so that we could see nothing but the slowly-moving top of his umbrella.
R said, "You don't need Sai Baba - all you need is a saffron umbrella. It would shade you from the sun, and you would be fine." We laughed at the absurd image, and I felt much better.