The Annex, Toronto
What Is A Hoser?
A cool and fairly wet season
either curses or blesses the region. In my maturing years, I actually don’t mind
so much the more moderate temperatures with the morning hovering around fourteen
degrees Celsius. I recall doing exams in high school in early June when it was
hot and sweaty. In any event, it is what it is, weather-wise, and we can accept
it as Krishna’s mercy.
My evening was reserved for that
daily needed walk when Vallabha, Ryan and I took to Bloor St. and were lucky to
meet with a light sprinkle. No one among the pedestrians seemed to mind the
light shower, even those sitting at outdoor cafes. Everyone was cool and
casual, not exactly demonstrating the spirit of a peaceful yogi, but there was
a kind of pleasant serenity. Very welcoming. I was wishing that all folks could
enjoy our walkers’ joy of ambling, chanting, chatting and laughing.
I overheard Ryan, who was quite
intent on hearing his mantras, while Vallabha insisted on talking the
most. At one point, one of the boys uttered the word “hoser,” which is
practically the equivalent to “rascal” in Canadian parlance. It was a comedy
routine by two actors from the early ’80s. If you look up the meaning of
“hoser” you’ll find that it’s informal and refers to an uncultured simpleton.
Our dear Srila Prabhupada used
the word rascal in terms of atheists, corporate monsters, and scientists with
agendas. One can laugh at the word just like we can get a chuckle out of
“hoser.” In what context my walking partners used it, I’m not sure. One thing
that may be true about all of us members of Kali yuga: we are all
hosers.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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