Anyone who was in any kind of relationship with Hanuman, however tenuous, has a story about his grace. I do, too. ThiÂrty-some years ago, when I was writing my Master바카라s thesis at a US university, I desperately needed a copy of the Hanuman Chalisa. As I was walking glumly along one evening, I found myself in step with an older Indian couple. We started to chat. In an uncharacteristic burst of candour, I said that I was looking for a copy of the Chalisa. The lady stopped and pulled a copy out of her bag. 바카라I always carry this, but today is Hanuman바카라s day and I think he wants me to give it you!바카라 I still have that well-thumbed copy. Obviously.