June 4, 2008 Wednesday
If you've seen the puckawalla in his pressed white clothes
Then you'll know the difference between
Him and our gang who dress like trick or treat
But Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari
Have a seamstress so fine
They're wardrobe beats anyone anywhere any time.
At the asrama door today the gecko and I took off for the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and offered respect. The main road took us to the curve and over the bridge of Saint Dagwood's river. We passed a couple of university students and their fixed gears on the way to the tennis park. In the sunny cove we saw the sufferers tossing Frisbees to the beat of suffering music. Vyau was influencing everything strongly today. There was even sand from the beach all along the road way and signs to warn all too so there would be no pedalers slipping out of view. The opal cliff was clear though and we were able even to overtake an E-bike or two. We sprinted on to the wharf road and down to the toad's. He was very busy with a class and so the gecko and I separated. He to his shop and I to the sandhya.
The lotus nails are soft to the cub but death to wasp Hiranyakasipu. When you look from the left this dress looks orange but from the right it's green. This evening they are happily enjoying their pastimes of divine love in their beds decorated with the most aromatic flowers.