Montreal, Quebec
Shades in Montreal
Curvy stairs, cigarette butts, gray cats, plantain greens, well-worn sidewalks, and trees of optimum shades, with three and four-storied European-touch residences are what we saw in our brief trek of Montreal's East Side. Early-bird devotees and I walked and warmed up to the actual big event of the weekend in our community, the Chariot Festival.
Surely we do not rival in numbers to the attendance of the city's Jazz Festival, the largest in the world. But with our most modest figures we do end up with a happy bunch of hundreds of people at least. That number starts to swell at Jeanne Mance Park for the free food - vegetarian fare of course, and which is blessed by brahmins (priests).
Clouds were burned and blown by sun and wind. The sun-god Surya wanted to be present, so it seemed, when our happy bunch in colourful exotic clothes came singing up a storm of mantras on Saint Laurent Street. After the procession I put on my drama cap to stage the play Little Big Ramayan. That performance, executed proudly in French, just happened to be the biggest draw of the whole day.
A big part of my personal portfolio is drama. Some people may wonder if there is some compatibility between marathon walking and theatre. When I walk I meet people. I observe their personality, hear them speak and hence I learn so much about an individual's nature. This is the best teaching tool. You go out, you meet people, and you observe all the various shades, colours, and moods. It is very entertaining and it is interesting to see how the Supreme has wired everyone in a unique way.
May the Source be with you!
6 KM
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