Yudhisthira, you're the leader of the Pandavas
you know evil Sukuni has loaded the dice
but you kept losing when you knew you ought to not bet
Well when this outfit was offered
the Deities didn't have a red one yet
Marigold garlands today straight from the advaitananda garden
A cotton baton run today got me out among the rain drops. Circling around the surf shop and the basketball park then the wharf road. The gecko told me i didn't have the sense to stay in out of the rain so after the waking i continued under a dome. Protected from the shrill cell phones and the second hand news by two short planks. i pedaled on and on along through the east cliff and the drops let up. By the time i'd rounded the bridge over the under construction highway they were again coming down. The asrama road saw a few pedalers braving the bad weather along with me and i returned for the sandhya, since the sunset was behind the rain clouds and chanted into the night.
They call east Bengal the Radhadesa, call this one baby blue. Inside the temple the Deities are happily dancing the night away, lying down only for the moment.