Three of Us
Drona, Raphaldo and I waited till the sun’s intensity would subside before embarking on a trek towards the home of tonight’s sanga. It was 5:20pm when conditions were okay and we moved westerly towards the end of the highway.
For most of our 1 and a half-hour walking we were a few meters shy of the sea-wall. Breezes were truly pleasant. The sun’s descent seemed rapid. It is remarkable being witness to the good work of Krishna devotees in
. People know us. They like us. To many we are known as the Guyana Krishnas. They address us with a “Haribol!” They see us distributing Krishna
food called prasadam. They see us
performing kirtan in the streets and hear that sacred sound at home engagements
as the vibrations leak out through the windows.
Generally we present ourselves in the face of the public as a happy
On our way to the sanga motorists looked while homeowners and shoppers waved and shouted HARIBOL! This is all a result of the determination executed practically, through the above mentioned avenues. Finally when we reached the sanga destination I was given a chair and a verse from the Bhagavad-gita to speak from, 2:41 “Those who are on this path are resolute in purpose and their aim is one. O beloved child of the Kurus the intelligence of those who are irresolute is many branched.”
May the Source be with you!