One day Brahmananda asked Vijnanananda how the work was progressing. Vijnanananda reported that his work was suffering because there was a shortage of materials. Brahmananda said that the materials would arrive by boat before the next morning, but Vijnanananda doubted this. Thereupon a bet was laid and both retired for the night. Early in the morning Vijnanananda got up to see if the boat had come. It had not, so he returned to his bed, elated at the prospect of winning the bet. A little later, Brahmananda went out, saw the boat moored, and quietly retired. After daybreak Vijnanananda went to him and joyously demanded his winnings. “What for?” inquired Brahmananda. Then the disconcerting truth dawned upon Vijnanananda. Finding the tables turned on him, he said, “Well, I have no money; you must pay it for me.” All laughed.60 On another occasion, a similar result greeted Brahmananda’s prediction about rain. Later, Vijnanananda narrated these incidents as a tribute to his illustrious brother monk. The disciples of the Master had tremendous mutual love and respect for one another; this created solidarity within the Order. (Source: God Lived with Them)