Mayapura,
India
Pouring In
It is
the weekend and pilgrims are pouring in. There are folks coming from
neighbouring villages and towns. I ask people, through the course of the day,
about their place of origin or where their journey to Mayapura started from.
“Jaipur,”
said one man. That’s a city in another state.
Mayapura
draws people from all around and they come at different times of the year. My
godbrother, Kala, from Canada, who lives here part-time said, “They come at
Christmas.”
I’m
in Mayapura to stay for three solid weeks. So far, weather is on the cool, damp
side. Eating is good. Worship is good, although limited. We rehearse six hours
a day, which cuts into standard morning temple activities. https://instagram.com/p/BebyKX9FB2i/
At
7:00 a.m., I can get my actors, who are largely students. Our opening warm-up
session is actually a guru puja—a
song in praise of guru—to Srila Prabhupada. https://instagram.com/p/BeZMS0lFAax/
Walking
is also going on but I have to be cautious. “Circulation in the knees is
challenging,” said the massage therapist who worked well on my joints this
afternoon. I never had a massage done by someone who sings his way through it. He
actually has a good voice, and he calmed me with his lucid rendition of bhajans by great devout teachers. This
was not the ordinary.
The
standard Bengal mustard oil is giving relief to my knees which got mildly
agitated while in the cold of the New Year’s Eve chant at Toronto City Hall.
May
the Source be with you!
5 km
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