One more time, the date may Monday but this is Sunday.
Nacite nacite, following the angles, I trailed Pope Private chanting hare Krsna dancing as penguins do. Gandhavika wore a very yellow choker with a gold dolphin in the center as if Giridhari had been demonstrating his artistic abilities. Mahaprabhu wore amber colored jewelry. Giridhari has rhinestones of green and pink.
Pedaling in a sufferer city park path soaking up the sun and when I come to the sunny cove hear the band and watch the tide roll in. Next is the daily talk with the gecko who asked how the new true wheel was. It’s so good it makes me wonder how long it was broken. And the photo shop owner drops me ‘round the corner. The street food vendor teaches patrons the art of chopsticks. Now the east cliff comes along and sends me sprinting to the wharf road and the asrama for the sunset service.
In the ninth the heavy hitters come up, the chill of the evening sees them ready for their night pastimes. Offered on the ninth day of the waxing moon of kartik a few years ago, the appearance day of Srila Guru Maharaja