At the sound of the conch shell the demons run, look out y'all the Deities are about to come, the Thakuras in their Nila dress, Nila dress on. Giridhari with his blue coat and chodder to match, Gandharvika's blue sari, Mahaprabhu's sequins and they all have peacock feather hats. Offering the incense, Vrndavana flower, just goes to so how love conqures power. The Thakuras with their Nila dress, Nila dress on.
Mahamuni's post box is the dominate destination this week. Then up the snob hill to the wharf and the village. Tracing the opal cliff to the harbor and then the theater to wave to the gecko, salute the Cruiser King and then the hog farm to the astanga yoga center the redone road between the lakes. A fleet of tandems are on my right and they slow down to let me by. Sufferers cross the street boards in hand and skaters take up the lane for pedaling. Then it's on to the soccer pitch from there the wharf road and back to the sunset meditation.
Pralad-a-dad this evening. Offered on Nrsinghacaturdasi, this one features a paneled skirt for Gandharvika, Giridhari has his vest with cumberbund while Mahaprabhu has a plain sash to settle vision from the other orange and beige.