Buenos Aires, Argentina
We’re Here
In the line-up at customs, which seemed to last forever, the tall, athletic man behind us was a flying trapeze artist. He was curious about Balaram and I, especially since noticing my robes. Whenever there is a shared complaint, in this case, a slow, crawling queue, conversations strike up.
“What are you guys up to?” asked Greg.
Balarama was quick to respond. “We’re here for a festival. Maharaja, here,” referring to me, “is a director of plays. We are performing at a downtown park on Sunday, at an event called Ratha Yatra.”
“Cool!”
Balarama continued. “It’s a story from the Vedas, from India. How about you?”
“I’m here for a few months—used to work with the circus—flying trapeze. I’ll be doing some swimming. Races.” said Greg.
“In the river?”
“No, an Olympic pool!”
Our conversations went on and we felt like we had met a friend, or rather, reunited with a member of the troupe. Upon arriving at ISKCON’s property in Buenos Aires, we met Parama Karuna, professional dancer, an actor from Peru, who is definitely one of our guys. There’s artist Camila, and sound expert, Seva Kunj, her husband. They are poised for a play that will have ample time for rehearsal, hopefully.
Also at the entrance to greet us was Vira Bahu, from Los Angelas, leader of the centre, friend and well-wisher. We practiced for hours—didn’t skip a beat and had fun pulling a reality—a play—together.
May the Source be with you!
3 km
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