Wednesday, 7 December 2016

Saturday, December 3rd, 2016

Moundsville, West Virginia
Wedding Bells

Few people get married in December, but bridegroom, Vrndavan Das, had adjusted from an earlier date to today, since that was when I was available.  Bless him!  The couple, Vrndavan and bride, Neetika, both were recipients of blessings from friends who came from Europe, India, various locations in the U.S. and Canada (me).

The ceremony was of good cheer, although not perfect in its execution.  The pundit/pujari or priest, Krpamoya, had to work his way through a muffled sounding microphone, while a second mic became the instrumental tool for the chanters who came off as competitive in volume.  All that aside, you had a gorgeous celebration.  Some newcomer Caucasian folks (friends of Neetika) were highly impressed with the richness of display—not necessarily in monetary pomp but in feel.

The ring was given, so also garlands were exchanged, and the knot was tied, her saree to his shawl.  For the tongue, a phenomenal cake was devoured and for me, the salty stuff was a delight—veggie preps and paneer kofta, a non-violent dairy savory.

After the satisfying meal, a walk, up and down the sloping McCreary’s Road, was justified, and there I met devotees, attendees to the wedding from Atlanta.  They were curious about the location of the goshala, the cow sanctuary.  So off we went in their rented SUV and made it to the herd; bulls and cows, happy to be given some attention.

When I think about it, every day of our life is complete when we give attention to humans, animals, the trees and the earth.

May the Source be with you!

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