Bon
Acceuil, Mauritius
I’m back to where I belong, on the road.
Krishna followers on the island of
Mauritius have so kindly arranged for a daily route that I could take after
assembling at a local temple for the early mangal-arti service at 4:30 a.m.
That means I get to embark at 5:15 a.m with anyone who wants to trail along.
There were takers, a dozen or so who lead me through the towns of Plaine des
Roches and Riviere du Rempart.
Mauritius was never a place where I could
find difficulty to have walking companions. The temperature was great. So were
the folks we stumbled upon, those waiting for a bus on their way to work or
school. Hare Krishna is well-known here and with a majority of hindus on the
Mauritius turf; it’s no wonder that we are established.
I spoke to Sriniketan, one of the pioneers
of the movement. He has a clear synopsis of the old days. I hope this native of
Switzerland writes a book about it one day.
When speaking to people, as I did this
evening for a Gita class, I had to slow it down. Their first language is a
French derivative called Kreole. So I went half-speed on English as I taught a
verse from the Gita 7.27 speaking of how we are born into delusion since day
one. It turned into a memorisation session in addition to the message it
carried- “Get out of the delusion. Detest contempt. Redirect desire from a
selfish one to a more selfless one.”
16 KM
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