Swirling and dancing in this purple and gold, Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari put the materialistic demeanor out into the cold as Saint Patrick who drove the snakes from the green island. Offered on Gaura Purnima, that time coincided with the time when priests of another tradition wear purple stoles in celebration of a time of resurrection of their savior. So also even if fashionably late it's a time to resurrect our own conception.
“Are you going to 'jaya sri tree'?” one of the folks asked as I headed off for the market to get a bulb for the altar. The main road to the snob hill and then onto the village where the fragments go and of course the opal cliffs are on the route. Following the hook to the point weaving in and around the sufferer's pets come on to the pedaling path and slobber. Quickly the thirty-eighth parallel comes and I jump on it to the jotish store waits. Back for the vaikalika service and installation of the bulb. Off again with the grace of the ratha-bhojana-vrksa to find out the dhood for the barfi and parama anna fragments hide in all of these places don't they? The gecko is out bringing his fine pedaling contraptions for the day. The big road takes me to the bridge over the one and only highway crossing the bridge comes the main road. The ratha-bhojana-vrksa cheers me on, holding out a water bottle saying I can make the sandhya and sliding under the tag I do.
As usual for a Friday night, Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari take themselves deep into the jungle for their evening pastimes and when they feel tired, take their rest.