The aruna har posse rode again today. Yeah that pink and green dress that was the first of that color combination after a run of about four in a row. Giridhari with his skirt flying in the breeze with the crystal beads dangaling and making a noise as they colide. As i've probably said a few times now one Chinese member of the group took a picture of this dress and made a painting of it to enlarge it. Now they use the painting on their altar there. RMN would be so surprised.
Out of the night before the full moon is bright, the pedaling pujari, he makes his rounds complete, the pedaling pujari feels so very much free. Past the harbor in the dark around by the theater where people once again line up to see the same act as was in town last night. Back by the usual route but this time the charge in my light lasts until i get up to the asrama and i shut it off.
The lotus nails of the lord this evening. Bhakta blade fixes Giridhari's hair but it didn't suit me so i had to change it a bit. He said "Wow, you didn't have to change much did you?" "Of course not" i replied. hmmmm.