Sunday, September 07, 2008



Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari were offered an elegant outfit of deep forest green with silver and black trim
Yes, the arati started on time.
Remembering the appearance of Srimati Lalita Devi today Tulasi's caretaker got rhythm to chase the blues away. Their shoes were polished and that's a fact. A service at their feet that draws the mercy of Gurudeva for sure (I want y'all to tell old toffee nose that this is as complete a thought as he could ever imagine even though he's slashing it with his green pen)
Leis of rose petals and whole ones that face the kirtan short but light and symmetrical (the last two lines have been flagged by old toffee nose)
Being's as its Sunday there isn't any construction to dodge so after respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa I sprint on to catch up to the gecko. He's waiting at the base of snob hill today. We descend into the village and on to the opal cliff. I tell him the story of one senator who rides like one courageous cowboy. Is it possible to do that and remain in the rotunda? I ask the gecko. He responds, “You better believe it!” At the pelican point we spot a hotel where a family is beginning their day's pedaling. Several families are following suit. Some of them on tandems some hand in glove. On the way to the natalasala we over take some cruisers with suffering boards hooked up. At the turn to Saint Dagwood's park a pace line is giving us the eye. Since we're going in the opposite direction we try to keep a low profile. At the shop the gecko takes his leave and I speed to the long and winding via the soccer pitch where a match is in full swing. The wharf road empties winding and me on to the main one and then to the long. At the construction site one beast is expecting me to stop so it can pass me on the left but the kalarupa says “No” so I follow him on to the sandhya. The devotees are gathered for the ceremony to begin.
In their creamy white with red Chinese silk Guru-Gauranga-Gandharvika-Giridhari's dancing is as smooth as milk. It has the touch that kills all desires for enjoyment in the mundane world.

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