I set up my typewriter and took a deep breath, pondering Prabhupada’s anger. At one point that afternoon in the temple, when I’d timidly asked if we should fetch some fruits, he had yelled at me, “Don’t tell me what to do!” and it still stung. But when I stole back down the stairs and chanced a glance in his direction, Prabhupada was calmly sitting with a few devotees as if nothing had happened. When he saw the troubled look on our faces he said, “It is for your education, not for my sake. A devotee does not become angry when personally offended, but when he sees that the Lord or another devotee is offended, he shows anger.” I realized, yet again, that the master’s anger is not really anger but is a seldom-used, effective tool to help us improve in spiritual life.