DECEMBER 3 2007
Red and purple dhotis and moonstone toe rings too. A purple chiffon veil with two peacocks on the palo the only outfit name the seamstress didn’t change. Still later on the name changed just to have some fun, Yudhisthira and evil Sukini is how it’s called now, those dice were loaded which made the match a cheating one.
Possibly pedal a century, destination isn’t clear. Time could be drawing near, been training for it all year. Team is primed and ready everyone knows their role. But I keep on my regular tour around town asrama door around hospital curve over Saint Dagwood’s river and right to Tennis Park redone road takes me to make an appointment for a tune up at gecko’s shop. He’s very pleased and claps as he writes up an order. Back to home back to Godhead, harbor where boats come and go. Windmills and sunny cove east cliff and wharf road lead me back to home
They call east Bengal the Radhadesa, call it baby blue yes this evening they learned to work the shenai and danced almost all night long but just before the iron bell tolled they came and took their places in their beds decorated with transcendental aromatic flowers.