<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007</id><updated>2012-01-26T02:22:56.150-08:00</updated><category term='Squabling Devotees'/><category term='Service'/><category term='Politicians'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Book Distribution'/><category term='Vyasa-puja 2009'/><category term='Danger'/><category term='Birth and Death'/><category term='Darshan'/><category term='The Will of the Guru'/><category term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Ocean of Bliss</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-5486069100270555936</id><published>2011-11-24T18:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:47:43.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>The Greatness of Chanting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9U_kyEmP70/Ts8AzQtAexI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1_RGtzN4zzA/s1600/Uma%2Bdidi%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9U_kyEmP70/Ts8AzQtAexI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1_RGtzN4zzA/s400/Uma%2Bdidi%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678758535794555666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On her recent visit to Malaysia, Srimati Uma didi gave wonderful explanation on the powers of the maha-mantra. Below is an excerpt of Didi's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[Once, in a village, a young boy was bitten by a snake. His parents were heart-broken. They wept bitterly. The whole village came over to see what had happened. Then someone said he will call a snake charmer who is expert in mantras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the snake charmer came. He kept reciting a mantra. He also put some stones on the boy's head, on his eyes and other important areas of the boy's body as only known to the snake charmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much recitation of the mantra, the snake which bit the boy came. It sucked out all the poison from the boy's body. The snake then died. And the boy was saved.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a worldly mantra can have so much power, just imagine what the maha-mantra can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hare Krsna Hare Krsna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Krsna Krsna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hare Hare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hare Rama Hare Rama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rama Rama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hare Hare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the top most mantra. If anyone has taken shelter of a bona-fide guru, and following all of Sri Guru's instruction, then the disciple will see the results quickly. Meaning he will feel peace and bliss. He will not be disturbed by the material calamities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maha-mantra has been infused by Sri Guru's powers when He initiated the disciple. It is now the duty of the disciple to follow all the instructions of Sri Guru strictly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when Srila Gurudeva was exhibiting his "sick pastimes" there was a time when he needed to be operated on. The doctors administered anaesthesia. Usually a patient will be asked to count 1 to 10 and then he or she dozes of. Their counting will be get weaker and weaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Srila Gurudeva was chanting the maha-mantra. And each time it only got stronger and stronger. All the doctors were amazed. They realized that Srila Gurudeva was not an ordinary person. Somehow or other the operation did take place. As for the doctors, the paid obeisances to Srila Gurudeva everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should never think that the maha-mantra Sri Guru gave you in an ordinary sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-5486069100270555936?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/5486069100270555936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=5486069100270555936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5486069100270555936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5486069100270555936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/11/greatness-of-chanting.html' title='The Greatness of Chanting'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9U_kyEmP70/Ts8AzQtAexI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1_RGtzN4zzA/s72-c/Uma%2Bdidi%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6736239556670134765</id><published>2011-09-29T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:26:08.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahaprabhu Followed Caturmasya</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="title"&gt;    The Beginning of Caturmasya - 14-15 July 2011   &lt;/h1&gt;                                &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 7px; float: left;" alt="gdrvc6" src="http://www.purebhakti.com/images/stories/lectures/gdrvc6.jpg" width="436" height="446" /&gt;[Dear Readers,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;July 14th or  July 15th, 2011 (&lt;a href="http://www.purebhakti.com/resources/vaisnava-calendar-mainmenu-71.html"&gt;see calendar&lt;/a&gt;)   is the beginning of Caturmasya, the four month period each year from  July into November, in which devotees observe certain rules and  regulations in order to advance in their bhakti. There are many items  that are not allowed during Caturmasya, such as leafy vegetables on the  first month, yogurt on the second month, milk on the third month, and  mustard oil on the fourth month. Besides this, throughout all four  months, tomatoes, eggplants, honey and several other foodstuffs are  prohibited. (Please see the rest of the list below). Srila Gurudeva gave  this talk on September 13, 2000 in Mathura.]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu used to follow  all these rules very strictly, but nowadays we see that devotees don't  follow&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Guru Maharaja and Srila Prabhupada Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati  Thakura were very strong in this regard. Srila Prabhupada said, "Take  my photo during the four months of Caturmasya-vrata, to show that I  never shave at that time. Always keep it; otherwise so many so-called  disciples will say, 'Oh, Prabhupada never observed Caturmasya-vrata'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By his causeless mercy, Parama-pujyapada  Srila Bhaktivedanta Svami Maharaja gave concessions in the Western  countries, and that is the only reason he also used to shave. The  Westerners could not follow strictly at that time. That is why he  allowed tomatoes and eggplant, that is also why he used to take them,  and that is why he also allowed carrots.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am therefore also giving concessions,  not here in India, but in Western countries. If the devotees there like,  they can take these items; but we don't take them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We should strictly  follow our proper line from Mahaprabhu to Srila Prabhupada  Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Gosvami Thakura and my gurus, Srila  Bhaktiprajnana Kesava Gosvami Maharaja and Srila Bhaktivedanta Swami  Maharaja&lt;/span&gt;. In Western countries some concession may be given, but here in  India we are very strict. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If we cannot follow this, then how can we  follow Sri Krsna, and how can we serve Sri Sri Radha and Krsna?  Mahaprabhu shaved – after two months – and we follow this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Restricted foods during the entire four months of Caturmasya:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eggplants, tomatoes, loki, parmal, urad dahl, and honey&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Particular foods that are restricted during each of the four months:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First month: No leafy vegetables, such  as spinach, salads of all types, cabbages of all types, kale, leafy  herbs like coriander, mint, parsley, curry andpowdered leafy herbs and  teas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second month: No yoghurt (if one requires it for health, it can be mixed with water)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Third month: No milk (if required, it can be mixed with a drop of lemon juice)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fourth month: No mustard oil or sesame seeds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foods that can be taken all days of the year, including Ekadasi and Caturmasya:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All fruits (fresh and dried), all nuts and all oils made from nuts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Potatoes, pumpkin, cucumber, radish, squash, lemon, avocado, olives, coconut buckwheat, all sugars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All pure milk products (except yoghurt during the 2nd month of Caturmasya and milk during the 3rd month)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For sannyasis, brahmacaris and  vanaprasthas: shaving head and cutting nails is to be done on full moon  days ( no shaving on Baladeva Purnima or Purnima at beginning of Kartik )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6736239556670134765?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6736239556670134765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6736239556670134765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6736239556670134765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6736239556670134765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/09/mahaprabhu-followed-caturmasya.html' title='Mahaprabhu Followed Caturmasya'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7571233985436033791</id><published>2011-09-12T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:18:01.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Devotee of Lord Jagannatha (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YihKxP5ETw/TnwWbAUuZdI/AAAAAAAAANw/j8_Iq1V9VzI/s1600/Jagannath3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YihKxP5ETw/TnwWbAUuZdI/AAAAAAAAANw/j8_Iq1V9VzI/s400/Jagannath3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655419885269706194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is the part 3 of the story of Dasia Bauri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devotee's Devotion Captures the Lord's Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Day and night Dasia was thinking about the Lord.  He knew nothing   except the Lord. One night, he went to sleep  meditating upon His lotus   feet. He prayed, "Will that Lord be merciful  upon me so that I can see   that four handed form of the Lord?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Understanding his mind, Lord   Jagannath left the altar of His temple  and appeared in front of Dasia.   Dasia took darshan of the Lord to his  heart’s content. He said, "What I   had seen on the chariot is the same  as the form before me now. I am   directly seeing the Lord! Brahma and  all of the demigods and asuras,   yakhsas, gandharvsa, kirnars, siddhas,  yogis and munis meditate   constantly the lotus feet of Lord Hari. They  are not able to see Him. I   am ignorant, a low born. I have not done any  devotional service. O  Lord  of the universe, You have come to my  cottage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Lord, who was   wearing yellow garments said, "Dasia,  please listen. My heart is not   attracted to heaven or liberation.  Whoever worships me with  devotion,  My mind is attracted to him. Your  mood of devotion is  everything for  Me. My dear devotee, please ask me  what boon I can  bestow upon you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Being very pleased Dasia replied, "O  my Lord, all I  want is to remember  Your lotus feet constantly. I do not  need any  other boon from You.  Please bless me so that I can fix my  mind at the  lotus feet of Your  devotees. Please bless me so that 1 can  have Your  darshan whenever I  meditate upon You. I do not need anything  else."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hearing  this, the Lord said, "Your life is blessed.  Whenever you go  to Puri,  look upon Nila-chakra on the top of My temple.  I will manifest  to you  there. Whatever you offer Me, I will accept  that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;After saying  this,  the Lord disappeared. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Coconut Offering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;One day Baligram Dasia  went to the home of  one  brahinana to sell some cloth. He saw a nice  coconut in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;He   asked the brahinana, "Can you give me this  coconut? I would like to   offer this to Lord Jagannath. Whatever the  cost, please deduct from the   cost of my cloth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;The greedy brahinana  said, "I can give you this   coconut in exchange for the cloth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Baligram  Dasia had only this cloth   to sell to maintain his livelihood. But he  was not worried about that.   He received the coconut in exchange for the  cloth, and returned to  his  village. That day, one brahinana was going  to Puri to offer many  kinds  fruits and milk to Lord Jagannath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Baligram Dasia went to him  and  requested him to take his coconut to  offer Lord jagannath.  Baligram told  the brahinana, "Please take this  coconut. After  finishing offering of  your ingredients, please think  about my  offering. You hold my coconut  standing behind Garuda stambha  and  appeal to the Lord that your devotee  Baligram Dasia has sent this   coconut. Please accept this. If the Lord  will accept this coconut by   extending His hand, then give it to Him.  Otherwise, bring this coconut   back to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hearing this, the brahinana  laughed and left for Puri.   Baligrama Dasia went back to his house. The  brahinana reached Jagannath   temple and completed his puja to Lord  Jagannath. When he was about to   return, he remembered the coconut given  to him by Baligrama Dasia.  He  thought, "Let me see what happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Out  of curiosity, he went  behind  the Garuda pillar. Holding the coconut in  his hand and  closing his  eyes, he said, "O Daru-brahma! Baligram Dasia  has sent  this coconut for  You. Please accept it by extending Your lotus  hand,  otherwise I will  take it back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Suddenly the Lord extended His  long  arm from the altar  and took the coconut from the hand of the   brahinana. In this way, the  coconut was offered to Lord Jagannath. Just   see the strong faith of the  devoteel Even Laxmi Devi cannot  understand  this. By seeing this, the  brahinana started to cry in  ecstasy. He said,  "Oh Baligram Dasia! Your  life is blessed! Your  father and mother are  blessed! All glories to  them! Your village is  blessed. Lord Pitavas has  is so pleased with  you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;This news spread  among the people in the  temple. Everybody  glorified Baligrama Dasia  for his unalloyed devotion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mango Offerings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;One day,  Baligram Dasia was  planning to go to Puri to take darshan of  Lord  Jagannath. He was  thinking to take something to offer to the Lord.  At  that time one  mango vendor came along. He had very nice looking,  big,  sweet mangoes.  Baligram Dasia bought about forty mangoes and  carried  those mangoes  in a basket to Puri. When he reached the Lion  Gate, all  the pandas  were behind him to take the mangoes inside the  temple’ to  offer to the  Lord. They were fighting with each other to take  the  mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Baligram Dasia said, "I do not need any of you to offer  these   mangoes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;The pandas said, "Then what will you do with the  mangoes? If   you do not give them to us, how can they be offered? What  will you do   with them if you take them back without offering them to the  Lord?   These mangoes are meant for offering to Lord. No one can touch  them   without first offering them to Him."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Baligram Dasia went ten   feet back and placed the basket of mangoes on  the ground. He looked   upon the Nila-chakra. There he saw Lord  Jagannath. He offered his   obeisances and said, "O Bhagavan, these  mangoes are Your property. You   please enjoy them by your own sweet will.  What is the need of these   brahmanas fighting unnecessarily?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;After  saying this, Baligram Dasia   picked up two mangoes and showed them to the  Nila-chakra. Immediately   those mangoes disappeared and went to the hand  of Lord Jagannath.   Jagannath ate the mangoes happily. In this way,  Lord Jagannath enjoyed   all the mangoes. This is the nature of the Lord.  It does not matter   how low born one may be, if he has strong devotion,  the Lord will be   pleased to accept leaves, fruits and flowers from his  hand. Whatever   high caste one may be, if he has no devotion, if he  offers many   varieties of tasty food, still the Lord will not touch it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;After   eating all the mangoes the Lord disappeared from the place. All  the   people were watching how the mangoes were vanishing from Baligrama    Dasias's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;They asked him, "What happened to all mangoes? Is it some    sort of mesmerism? Black magic?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dasia told them, "The Lord of the    universe ate all mangoes. Go and check inside the temple."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;All the    pandas ran to temple. They were surprised to see mango seeds and peels    lying all over the deity room. The brahamanas said, "You are a great    devotee of the Lord. You have purchased the Lord by your devotion. Who    is there like you in this universe? We are nothing compared to you." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Humiltiy of Dasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;The   brahmanas gave Baligrama the prasada garland of Lord Jagannath  and   blessed him to achieve the highest destination of life. Hearing  this,   Baligrama Dasia fell at the lotus feet of all the brahmanas. He  smeared   the dust of the feet of brahmanas all over his body. He  offered them   obeisances again and again. He said, "Oh brahmanas, I am  so fortunate to   be blessed by all of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Different Forms of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;After blessing Baligram  Dasia in this way,   all the brahmanas left. Baligrama Dasia meditated  upon the Lord withm   his heart. He said, "Chakrapani, I offer my  obeisances to that all   cognizant Lord. I have a humble request to  you: Please show me all Your   forms. Let my life be purified by taking  darshan of Your different   forms!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lord Jagannath, understanding the  mind of Baligrama Dasia,   appeared on top the temple at Nila-chakra in  His different forms from   the fish incarnation to His Kalki  incarnation. Baligrama Dasia fell to   the ground to offer obeisances  again and again, and said, "Now I am   delivered!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then he went back to  his house to live, happily engaging   himself in the devotional service  of the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7571233985436033791?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7571233985436033791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7571233985436033791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7571233985436033791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7571233985436033791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-devotee-of-lord-jagannatha-part-3.html' title='A Great Devotee of Lord Jagannatha (part 3)'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YihKxP5ETw/TnwWbAUuZdI/AAAAAAAAANw/j8_Iq1V9VzI/s72-c/Jagannath3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1686930999172038914</id><published>2011-08-31T02:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:56:54.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Devotee of Lord Jagannatha (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2 of the story "A Great Devotee of Lord Jaganatha, about  Dasia Bauri but from another place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAGSA9riueQ/Tm7iWtEgu3I/AAAAAAAAANo/tqPlosIPI7o/s1600/Jagannath3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAGSA9riueQ/Tm7iWtEgu3I/AAAAAAAAANo/tqPlosIPI7o/s400/Jagannath3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651703462080068466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;In  a village called Baligram, two kilometers from Puri, there lived a   low-caste tribal person named Dasia Bauri. Dasia was very much in   ignorance and didn’t understand very much about what was pious behavior   and what was sinful behavior. He had no children; he and his wife were   very poor. Dasia was a weaver, and the money he made selling the cloth   barely maintained him and his wife. During festival days, Dasia would   visit the homes of brahmanas in his village and listen to the songs   that glorified the Lord. Even though he could not understand anything,   he liked to listen. In this way he was spending his life—working to   maintain himself and occasionally hearing some kirtana on festival days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;At one point he accepted mantra initiation from a guru and started to   wear kanthi mala and apply tilak on his forehead. He was associating   with devotees and hearing hari-katha from them. Slowly he came to learn   more, and soon he came to feel that Lord Sri Hari was the only truth.   Whatever came Dasia's way, he was content in both happy and distressful   conditions. Yet he often thought to himself, "Vidhata, destiny, has   given me birth as a low-caste person. How can I get hari-bhakta being born   in this low-caste family?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then it was time once again for the  Jagannath Ratha-yatra at Puri.  Thousands of people traveled to Puri  from all over the country just to  see Jagannath coming out of His  temple and riding in His cart. Dasia  thought that he should go to Puri  and see the Lord. He wondered how the  Lord looked. Thinking in this way  he went to Puri, accompanied by others  from his village. Arriving in  Puri, he found a place on Grand Road  during the festival. He stood in  front of Nandighosh Ratha, the chariot  of Lord Jagannath, taking  darshan of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dasia was overcome with  joy. Seeing Lord  Jagannath sitting on the chariot, Dasia offered his  obeisances. He  started to shed tears as he gazed upon the beautiful  face of the Lord. He was in ecstasy to see the beautiful  reddish lips  and black eyes of the Lord. He offered his prayers saying,  "O my Lord  Jagannath. I am the most sinful person in this world.  Please do not  neglect me. Please enlighten my heart with knowledge. You  are known as  Patita-pavana, deliverer of the fallen souls. O Bhagavan!  Please  deliver me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Calling out in bliss, he offered prostrated  obeisances to  the Lord. He got up and said, "You are the only truth in  this universe.  Everything else is false. From now on, You are everything  to me!"  After saying this Dasia left for his village.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dasia arrived at  his house and his wife called him to eat. After  washing his feet and  hands, he sat down and his wife served the food she  had prepared, which  included rice and spinach. She put the freshly  cooked rice, which  looked very white in the middle of a red clay pot. On  top of the rice  she put black spinach. When she set it down in front of  her husband,  Dasia saw the red circle of the clay pot, in the middle  was white rice,  and on top of that was the black spinach. To Dasia's mind  it resembled  the eyes of Lord Jagannath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;He said, "Oh! This looks like  the white  lotus eyes of my Lord! How can I eat this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;His body started  to tremble  and he could not speak. Tears were rolling down from his  eyes, and the  hairs of his body were standing on end. He became like a  madman and  started to say different kinds of things that no one could  understand.  He was clapping and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;When his wife saw the strange  behavior of  her husband, she called some of the village leaders and  asked them to  please come and see how her husband had become mad. She  was thinking  that since he had gone to Puri maybe someone did some  tantra to him to  make him mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The villagers asked Dasia, "Why are you  jumping like  this and not eating rice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dasia replied, "This looks  exactly like the  eyes of my Lord. How can I eat this?" After saying this  Dasia started  to dance. When the villagers heard this from Dasia, they  were surprised  to see his devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;They asked, "Where did you get this   bhava? Did Bhavagrahi, Lord Jagannath, give His mercy to you?  From  today you will be known as Baligram Das."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;They told his wife,  "Please  serve rice and spinach in two separate bowls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she served   accordingly, Baligram Dasia ate peacefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;From that day he  fixed his mind on the lotus eyes of the Lord and  always remembered the  sound vibration of mridanga, karatal and ghanta  (bell) during  Ratha-yatra. Everything material he considered to be like  poison. He  became very peaceful, merciful, humble, and truthful. He was  always  thinking about Lord Padmanabha. He controlled all his senses  and,  closing his eyes, mediated upon the beautiful face of Lord  Jagannath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jagannath is very dear to His devotees. The devotional mood  of His  devotee is everything for Him. He does not consider caste and  creed and  activities. No austerity, charity, religious activities,  vrata, or  traveling to holy places can please Him. What is the use of  pious  activities and charity? What is the use of worshiping the  demigods? No  one can attain Him by these things. He is Bhavagrahi, the  abode of  bhava. If one chants His holy name with firm conviction, the  Lord  belongs to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1686930999172038914?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1686930999172038914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1686930999172038914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1686930999172038914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1686930999172038914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/08/great-devotee-of-lord-jagannatha-part-2.html' title='A Great Devotee of Lord Jagannatha (part 2)'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAGSA9riueQ/Tm7iWtEgu3I/AAAAAAAAANo/tqPlosIPI7o/s72-c/Jagannath3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-8902583346813412971</id><published>2011-08-31T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T02:07:35.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Devotee of Lord Jagannatha (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(A dear god-sister, who is residing in Orissa, sent me this sweet wonderful lila of Jagannatha and his dear most devotee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, Hope you will find much inspiration from this katha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: Dasia Bauri – The Great Bhakta of The Supreme Personality of Godhead, Sri Jagannatha Deva" href="http://padmanabhdas.wordpress.com/2011/05/29/dasia-bauri-the-great-bhakta-of-the-supreme-personality-of-godhead-sri-jagannatha-deva/" rel="bookmark" target="_blank"&gt;Dasia Bauri – The Grea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: Dasia Bauri – The Great Bhakta of The Supreme Personality of Godhead, Sri Jagannatha Deva" href="http://padmanabhdas.wordpress.com/2011/05/29/dasia-bauri-the-great-bhakta-of-the-supreme-personality-of-godhead-sri-jagannatha-deva/" rel="bookmark" target="_blank"&gt;t Bhakta of The Supreme Personality of Godhead, Sri Jagannatha Deva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5YSRatqIY0/Tl35DWGx7_I/AAAAAAAAANg/-j97APcXRTQ/s1600/Jagannath3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5YSRatqIY0/Tl35DWGx7_I/AAAAAAAAANg/-j97APcXRTQ/s400/Jagannath3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646943343661412338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Sri khetra Jagannath Puri is the Greatest dhama of the Supreme Lord,  where Krishna (Shyamasundara) is manifesting in His eternally merciful  and most joyful form known as avatari Jagannath. The place is further  glorified by the foot dust of great unalloyed loving devotees called  premi-bhaktas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From time immemorial Sri Jagannathjiu has been worshiped  in this dhama and the great scriptures like Srimad-Bhagawata, Padma,  Visnu, Skanda Puranas etc are the evidence. It is mentioned in the  Skanda-Purana that Sri-Prahalada maharaja did ratha-yatra festival long  long ago in the age of Satya-Yuga. In this age also Jagannathjiu has a  great history. There are devotees beginning from the reign of Pandya  kings. All the great devotees like Jayadeba, Ramanujacharya, Sri  Nityananda Prabhu and Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu are glorified by their  prema-bhakti in this Holy dhama. Thus many such stalwart devotees are  well known all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However there are also many other great  devotees whom many people outside Orissa may not know. Orissa is the  place where this Great Puri-dhama (Avada Khetra) is situated and by the  mercy of the Lord, people of Orissa are witness of many of the Great Lilas (pastimes)  performed by the Lord and His premi-bhaktas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One such premi-bhakta is well-known as Dasia Bauri in Orissa. The  word Dasia means the servant and Bauri means low-caste. The mercy of  Lord Jagannatha is not partial. It goes beyond any caste or material  qualification. The Lord does not see, who is qualified or who is  unqualified in the sense of materialistic evaluation. He only accepts  the bhava (spiritual loving sentiments) of the individual souls and accordingly He treats the  individual. This He has declared to Arjuna in the Bhagavad-Gita as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; A glimpse of the greatness of the love of Dasia Bauri towards Lord  Jagannath can be known from the fact that Lord Jagannathjiu Himself with  His own hands accepted the offering of love (coconuts, mangoes etc). It  is well known that even the great sages, mystics, siddhas and demigods  find it difficult to have the audience or association of the Lord, for  Whom they tried many many tough, rigorous and complicated procedures,  yet are not successful. But simple hearted prema of bhakta Dasia Bauria  attracted the Lord Hari’s Mercy and this reveals the greatness of Dasia  Bauri and his loving sentiments (bhava).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Story of Dasia Bauri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dasia Bauri belonged to a small village called Baligaon, which is  located near to Puri in Orissa. From his birth he was attached with Lord  Jagannath from his heart, mind and soul. By profession he was a simple  weaver. In his young age he intensely involved himself in writing the  songs and many other spiritual literatures on Lord Jagannath Swami. He  had a wife who served him honestly and given all possible support to her  husband. The family had only a meagre income.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Once a great incident happened and this is a teaching on how Lord  helps a devotee indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One afternoon, Bhakta Dasia Bauri was  intensely involved in the writing of a Jagannath bhajan. Suddenly his  wife came to him and told him with some anger that, "You see! You are  always busy in the divine service of Lord Jagannath and neglecting the  household necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have not taken any food for the last four to five  days. How can I survive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After listening, Dasia Bauri became  surprised and asked , "Everyday, you are giving me the food at the right  time and why are you telling that you have not taken  food for the last  few days?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His wife answered, "You are very innocent! I am preparing food  for you from the rice which you brought five to six days back by keeping  my stomach empty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After hearing the sacrifice, Dasia Bauri felt that he  is not able to fulfill his duty towards her as her husband and he  suggested to his wife that if she wanted she could marry someone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After listening such a statement from her husband, his wife asked, "Is this  what Lord Jagannath taught him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And she told, "Jagannath may be your  Lord, but my lord is you. I can tolerate any pain and even die at your  feet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At that moment, suddenly, they heard that a person is calling from  outside, "Dasia! Dasia!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dasia Bauri went outside the hut and found the  village leader. The village leader immediately gave him rice and a few  kaudies (which was used in those days as money) and requested him to  weave a new dress for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The village leader also told him his  intention behind the new dress. He revealed that he desired to visit  Puri-Jagannath Dhama during the annual Ratha-Yatra festival. After  knowing this, Dasia Bauri could not check his ecstasy and asked like a  child to the village leader whether he could give some more  kaudies to him so that his desire to visit Puri-Dhama during Ratha-Yatra  could also be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The village leader happily agreed and offered,  "Why you want to visit alone then? Come with me so that you will not  face any trouble in the journey to Puri-Dhama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thus Dasia Bauri happily  accepted the offer and promised to prepare the dress for the village  leader for Ratha-Yatra, which was only two to three days away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dasia Bauri then came to his wife and told with joy, "See the mercy  of Jagannath! You were asking for rice and the money. And Lord Himself  came and gave me the things that you were demanding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was surprised  and asked where Jagannath came? I saw only the village leader who came  and gave these things to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lord's Mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dasia Bauri replied, "It is not so easy to  understand the Lilas (pastimes) of Lord Jagannath even for the demigods  like lord Brahma and Lord Shiva. The Lord helps sometimes directly  and sometimes indirectly. The Lord actually sent you the rice and  kaudies through our village leader. The Lord’s mercy and activities are  all inconceivable."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-8902583346813412971?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/8902583346813412971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=8902583346813412971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8902583346813412971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8902583346813412971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/08/great-devotee-of-lord-jagannatha-part-1.html' title='A Great Devotee of Lord Jagannatha (part 1)'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5YSRatqIY0/Tl35DWGx7_I/AAAAAAAAANg/-j97APcXRTQ/s72-c/Jagannath3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1752880237001408972</id><published>2011-07-24T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T08:09:45.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Material Problems Are Like Tidal Waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGeL0BBRvs8/Ti7YrRFW6uI/AAAAAAAAANY/zGpvahZim1o/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGeL0BBRvs8/Ti7YrRFW6uI/AAAAAAAAANY/zGpvahZim1o/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633678421718919906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes or more accurately put, problems just comes. We have so many problems in our life. Yet, we think if we were to solve one particular problem then it will all go away.Our life will be happy. But then after spending so much energy on one problem, another comes like a tidal wave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By then we would have forgotten the previous problems. Now we concentrate on the problem at hand. Again, we use all our energy in trying to get rid of this one problem in front of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I was growing up, I had so much of skin problem. I tried all sorts of solutions to get rid of it. After some time, it did go away. Then I became very sick. And again another type of skin problem starts. All this just left me totally  exasperated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That is how this material world is. Problems are there to bring us closer to Sri Guru and Krsna. How? We will start to pray harder and perhaps even realise somewhat that this life is so insignificant to be drowning in problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only real problem is whether we have total faith and surrender in Sri Guru and Krsna? Whether we have done some service to Vaishnavas or not? Whether we want to get out of this material rut we are in once and for all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trappings of the mind and body keeps us entangled in material solutions when in fact there is always another solution. And what is that? Spiritual aspirations. Hopefully I may be able to carry the orders of my Sri Guru upon my head and make that my real problem. Which is in fact not a problem but service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Therefore, this material world is simply made of problems. You solve one and another will come sooner or later like a tidal wave crashing upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1752880237001408972?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1752880237001408972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1752880237001408972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1752880237001408972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1752880237001408972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/07/material-problems-are-like-tidal-waves.html' title='Material Problems Are Like Tidal Waves'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGeL0BBRvs8/Ti7YrRFW6uI/AAAAAAAAANY/zGpvahZim1o/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-3373888961568431096</id><published>2011-07-12T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T04:50:29.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squabling Devotees'/><title type='text'>The Wolf and The Lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYZgIhCGCL8/Thw0xHCMArI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KXwwQzMvhC8/s1600/sggm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYZgIhCGCL8/Thw0xHCMArI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KXwwQzMvhC8/s400/sggm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628431652612735666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a nice story related by Srila Gour Govinda Maharaja&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wolf was drinking water from a river at the same time as an innocent lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolf thought, "Somehow or other I must devour that lamb."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolf said, "Hey! Don't you know? Can't you see I am drinking water here? Why are you making the water muddy for me? I shall kill you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lamb said, "O sir, you are drinking water upstream and I am drinking water downstream. How is that I am making the water muddy for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolf said, "Why did you call me bad names one year ago?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lamb said, "O sir, I am only three months old. How is it that I could call you bad names one year ago?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolf said, "Your mother must have done so. Anyway, I will still kill you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is how all concocted stories are going around. This story illustrates how hatred, speaking ill,  and concocting stories arise from intolerance or enviousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the same way we find all kinds of fault in others. But are you perfect yourself? Are there no defects in you? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As the saying goes, "A sieve has many holes and a needle has one hole. But the sieve criticizes the needle. So, one who criticizes should understand whether he himself is perfect or not. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-3373888961568431096?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/3373888961568431096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=3373888961568431096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3373888961568431096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3373888961568431096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/07/wolf-and-lamb.html' title='The Wolf and The Lamb'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYZgIhCGCL8/Thw0xHCMArI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KXwwQzMvhC8/s72-c/sggm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-2626762833381381879</id><published>2011-05-29T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T03:27:53.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinded By Our Own Poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Once, two saints were standing on the bank of a river, when they saw a scorpion was being swept away by the strong current. One of the saints picked up the scorpion on his palm to save it, but it stung the saint and fell back into the river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The saint then kept picking up the scorpion to save it, but it kept on stinging the saint. And this went on and on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Upon seeing this, the other saint said, "Why are you doing this? Don't save the scorpion. Let it die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The first saint replied, "If this scorpion is not giving up its nature to bite, then, why should I give up my nature to save him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the same way, sadhus are mercy and tolerance personified. They will keep coming back for us, the fallen soul, again and again to urge us to get out of this material condition by serving Sri Guru and Krsna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yet we are blinded by our own poison to see the ways of the humble sage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-2626762833381381879?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/2626762833381381879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=2626762833381381879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2626762833381381879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2626762833381381879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/05/blinded-by-our-own-poison.html' title='Blinded By Our Own Poison'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7843846974493924946</id><published>2011-05-09T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T00:25:24.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squabling Devotees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Cure for Criticizing</title><content type='html'>Below are some excerpts from Srimati Syamarani didi’s class on her recent visit to Malaysia. Didi very expertly gave class on what Srila Gurudeva would want us to be doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_cHXP26Ebg/TceWn5OgNBI/AAAAAAAAANE/C-u48z1jpp4/s1600/srimati_syamarani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_cHXP26Ebg/TceWn5OgNBI/AAAAAAAAANE/C-u48z1jpp4/s400/srimati_syamarani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604613873406587922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Refraining From Quarrelling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; “Gopis always glorify others that there is no time for quarrelling. Srila Gurudeva says: ‘I want all the temples to serve my mission and not be disunited.’”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Leadership&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Srila Gurudeva says: “Be equal to all, kind to all and be broad-minded. Don’t be selfish.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; Cure for Criticizing --- the Medicine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Criticize yourself always. If you simply chant, you will have material desires. So sing bhajans and pray to Sri Guru and Guru-parampara, ‘Please let your words be mine.’”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Keep praying. Always think: “I am the cause of any sufferings I have.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7843846974493924946?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7843846974493924946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7843846974493924946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7843846974493924946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7843846974493924946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/05/cure-for-criticizing.html' title='Cure for Criticizing'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_cHXP26Ebg/TceWn5OgNBI/AAAAAAAAANE/C-u48z1jpp4/s72-c/srimati_syamarani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1792311954882382292</id><published>2011-03-21T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:39:54.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Srila Gurudeva is Always With Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Separation from Sri Guru from one’s vision is the greatest pain a disciple faces. No more sweet glances. No more chastisement. No more running to the spiritual master for answers. So many no mores! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But we have to remember that, the disappearance lila the spiritual master performs is only to teach us that nothing is permanent in this life. It also gives the disciple a chance to go deeper within to know the spiritual master’s true glories, who he truly is and to find a way to always connect with him. By constantly remembering the spiritual master, we are in fact meeting with him. It is time for the disciple to carry out the spiritual master’s instruction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently, Sripad Bhaktivedanta Madhava Maharaja gave a very short and sweet class in Malaysia and used the analogy of the turtle, fish and bird in relation to the spiritual master and the disciples. After Maharaja’s talk, all the other devotees glorified Srila Gurudeva in their sweet and personal relationship they had and will always have. Below is the excerpt of the talk Maharaja gave:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GZOt5Dmevw/TYgz5pzAa8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/SF3EvWNlikg/s1600/zThumb_sea-turtle-hatchling-gulf-b.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GZOt5Dmevw/TYgz5pzAa8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/SF3EvWNlikg/s400/zThumb_sea-turtle-hatchling-gulf-b.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586772403318451138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“When a turtle lays her eggs in the sand, she would not be around to see her babies hatch. After laying the eggs she would leave the eggs and go very far away. Then, in meditation she would lay the eggs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the same way, Srila Gurudeva maybe far away from us physically. But he is always thinking of us and nourishing us from within. He is never far away from us.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2j7hJXhKrlw/TYg0Fyp5yAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/X0s95lhi4xw/s1600/A_Baby_Seal_Swimming_With_Colorful_Fish_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_090727-114597-294042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2j7hJXhKrlw/TYg0Fyp5yAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/X0s95lhi4xw/s400/A_Baby_Seal_Swimming_With_Colorful_Fish_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_090727-114597-294042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586772611854616578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As for the fish, when it lays its babies, the little fishes will usually swim on the surface of the sea. The mother will swim beneath it and protects it from any harm from other larger sea creatures that might want to eat her babies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Srila Gurudeva is always protecting us. We should never think he is now gone and very far away from us. At all time we must pray to him and have this confidence that he is always there to protect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOXQfqGzYxk/TYg0aQPfe_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/RKLVp3QLGig/s1600/a_bird_feeding_its_babies_in_a_nest_royalty_free_080711-136182-874018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOXQfqGzYxk/TYg0aQPfe_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/RKLVp3QLGig/s400/a_bird_feeding_its_babies_in_a_nest_royalty_free_080711-136182-874018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586772963394288626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then there is the bird. The mother will always be with the eggs before it is hatched. Once hatched, she will fly here and there to feed her babies. She will always be close to her babies until the babies are able to fly on their own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the same way, some of Srila Gurudeva’s disciple are close to him. They are protected and nourished. Then the day would come for them to go on their own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;All the three analogies given is only to show that Srila Gurudeva never forgets his children. There never will be a time it will happen." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maharaja also mentioned that a mother will think of her child who is far away even more than those around her. She is always there for those who are around her because she is around to protect them. But  for the child who is far away, she is constantly thinking of them in order no harm would befell them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Srila Gurudeva is also like that. Always thinking of his disciples who are far away and constantly giving them protection and nourishment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1792311954882382292?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1792311954882382292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1792311954882382292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1792311954882382292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1792311954882382292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/03/srila-gurudeva-is-always-with-us.html' title='Srila Gurudeva is Always With Us'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GZOt5Dmevw/TYgz5pzAa8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/SF3EvWNlikg/s72-c/zThumb_sea-turtle-hatchling-gulf-b.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7847939711597689085</id><published>2011-03-06T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T03:44:58.029-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>The Real Judge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The other day some devotees wanted to put up a sketch for a visiting sannyasi. Unfortunately there was not enough time. That’s when this scribe suggested to “recycle” the old drama since the visiting sadhu never saw it before. Not only will it brush up their acting skills, it will also convey the message of “Where is God” and “What is God doing?” which is the title of the sketch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another devotee, let’s call this person C who actually meant well, did not agree. He felt the group of actors should put up a new play and make the play the best ever. Of course I did not agree to this. Because the group could only do so much as most of its members lived far from another. Besides they are giving their best and it is their seva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But C did not concur. He said he would always make sure to give the best. For example, he would give a big and beautiful garland to Sri Guru. That’s when another devotee, let’s call this person T, said he would give a smaller and a sweet garland to Sri Guru if that’s what pleases Sri Guru most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then T went on to elaborate a story from Lord Buddha. Once, many disciples of Lord Buddha wanted to light up ghee lamps for the Lord. Some managed to light up hundreds and some thousands. But there was one poor old lady who did not have any money to do this. She cut her hair and sold her tresses to buy one ghee lamp. Then a fierce wind came and blew out all the lighted lamps. Only the lady’s ghee lamp was shining brightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devotee T said one must not impose their mood on others. If J felt that he could give the best, then J should continue doing so. J is also correct. But to stop others from making their offering because you felt it was not good enough is not a kind act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both C and T had an amicable discussion. Both had their own way of doing seva. We cannot judge another person’s seva according to our mundane senses. Because the real judge is Sri Guru and Krsna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately as what Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja once said, “It is not the seva itself, but the attitude towards the seva.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This insignificant scribe is praying to realize all these truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7847939711597689085?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7847939711597689085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7847939711597689085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7847939711597689085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7847939711597689085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/03/real-judge.html' title='The Real Judge'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6799765402130285450</id><published>2011-02-21T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:14:01.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>What is Pleasing and What is Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfNVNFpzwH4/TWNZnzv9s4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/HRY9BdaZgxw/s1600/Bhaktisiddhanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfNVNFpzwH4/TWNZnzv9s4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/HRY9BdaZgxw/s400/Bhaktisiddhanta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576399304055960450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is the appearance day of Srila Bhakti Siddhanta Saraswati Thakur Prabhupada.  We are so fortunate that Prabhupada out of his causeless mercy decided to come into this world to deliver us fallen souls.  Below is an excerpt of his lecture on what is pleasing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The difference of consideration between those on the path of what is pleasing and those on the path of gaining what is for their own benefit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two kinds of paths - Sreyas, or the path what is truly beneficial and preyas, the path of what is pleasing. The topics of sreyas may often not be pleasing to the material ears like that the topics of preyas often are. The topics on preyas are always pleasing to the senses. In most cases the hearer thinks ---- let the speaker speak what I like and what is favourite to me. But those on the path of sreyas think ---- even if it is apparently distasteful to me, I will only hear about the impartial truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6799765402130285450?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6799765402130285450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6799765402130285450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6799765402130285450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6799765402130285450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-is-pleasing-and-what-is-not.html' title='What is Pleasing and What is Not'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfNVNFpzwH4/TWNZnzv9s4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/HRY9BdaZgxw/s72-c/Bhaktisiddhanta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7455595378931364801</id><published>2011-02-06T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:14:27.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Vyasa Puja Offering --- The story of Upamanyu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zV2ZWoJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/W7fZntmqwUQ/s1600/P1010532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zV2ZWoJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/W7fZntmqwUQ/s400/P1010532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570516608320184466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Singing the kirtan "Gurudeva Krpa Bindu Diya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zVhGT47I/AAAAAAAAAMU/aIbhdHJbci8/s1600/P1010531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zVhGT47I/AAAAAAAAAMU/aIbhdHJbci8/s400/P1010531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570516602603168690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Aswini Kumaras blessing Upamanyu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zVvhdKoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/aq_sN3BIVcQ/s1600/P1010530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zVvhdKoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/aq_sN3BIVcQ/s400/P1010530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570516606475119234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Aswini Kumaras trying to get Upamanyu to eat the "cake." Upamanyu did not do so without the permission of his Guru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zVZ8EatI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ki7EWkKGDgU/s1600/P1010529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zVZ8EatI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ki7EWkKGDgU/s400/P1010529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570516600681163474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upamanyu's Guru worried about Upamanyu not returning to the ashram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w7FfX3LI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RxIXA-bXbMs/s1600/P1010528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w7FfX3LI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RxIXA-bXbMs/s400/P1010528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570513949492239538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upamanyu being chastised by his Guru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w6ix0GlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IVzLlaH7qZM/s1600/P1010527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w6ix0GlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IVzLlaH7qZM/s400/P1010527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570513940174346834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upamanyu obediently following his Guru's orders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w6SYJN7I/AAAAAAAAALs/fX8VvtyYSNM/s1600/P1010523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w6SYJN7I/AAAAAAAAALs/fX8VvtyYSNM/s400/P1010523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570513935771711410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The children performing kirtan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w6TIhxAI/AAAAAAAAALk/6bzKXHNhbss/s1600/P1010521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w6TIhxAI/AAAAAAAAALk/6bzKXHNhbss/s400/P1010521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570513935974646786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w54BDtHI/AAAAAAAAALc/RvZNr17NyD0/s1600/P1010522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5w54BDtHI/AAAAAAAAALc/RvZNr17NyD0/s400/P1010522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570513928695559282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vyasa puja was celebrated with the presence of Sripad Bhaktivedanta Madhava Maharaj, Sripad Brajanath Prabhu, Srimati Vrinda didi and many wonderful devotees at Sri Sri Radha Govinda Gaudiya Math, Malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Kanu Youth Club Children first performed a kirtan followed by a play by the Kanu Youth Club. It was entitled "Upamanyu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The story of Upamanyu strongly encapsulates the true meaning of surrender and that is the true and deep meaning of vyasa-puja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;May this insignificant soul realize all these truths one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O Gurudeva, I'm hungry for your mercy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7455595378931364801?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7455595378931364801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7455595378931364801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7455595378931364801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7455595378931364801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/02/vyasa-puja-offering-story-of-upamanyu.html' title='Vyasa Puja Offering --- The story of Upamanyu'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TU5zV2ZWoJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/W7fZntmqwUQ/s72-c/P1010532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1940255381155161327</id><published>2011-01-04T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:14:47.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Till We Meet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TSPR8W-ZVVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/H5uvX7PNjYY/s1600/161740_1080630638_2712211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TSPR8W-ZVVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/H5uvX7PNjYY/s400/161740_1080630638_2712211_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558517199994967378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's been a week already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you decided to leave from my material vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's best for all your children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's us who still have to figure it all out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This individual is so very thankful for all that you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned worms into beautiful butterflies all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bluish glance melted hearts world over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ever so charming smile made our hearts churn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be the wind beneath my wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even during your last manifest pastimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still taught us that nothing lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eternal teacher you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you taught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That service and true love will prevail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only liberator for all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and service for you and the Divine Couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will take us across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we follow everything you've said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take us across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Gurudeva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This insignificant soul is waiting for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1940255381155161327?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1940255381155161327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1940255381155161327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1940255381155161327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1940255381155161327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2011/01/till-we-meet-again.html' title='Till We Meet Again'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TSPR8W-ZVVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/H5uvX7PNjYY/s72-c/161740_1080630638_2712211_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1695041151369044713</id><published>2010-12-29T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:56:35.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>The Light of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TRr11VlEkiI/AAAAAAAAALI/U5X5uDC5Y9g/s1600/gurudeva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TRr11VlEkiI/AAAAAAAAALI/U5X5uDC5Y9g/s400/gurudeva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556023386989433378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The light of my life has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The very breath of my soul is no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yet he is not gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He lives on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For he is everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But this unfortunate soul cannot feel so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For this  separation is going to go on for a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Perhaps by his mercy, some realization will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That he is actually my life and soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And who he really is .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1695041151369044713?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1695041151369044713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1695041151369044713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1695041151369044713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1695041151369044713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/12/light-of-my-life.html' title='The Light of My Life'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TRr11VlEkiI/AAAAAAAAALI/U5X5uDC5Y9g/s72-c/gurudeva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-5939782222774489702</id><published>2010-12-22T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T21:26:44.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Distribution'/><title type='text'>The Fruit is Not Ripe At Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TRLbcQ5ySvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lJDMnN3AVq8/s1600/P1010513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TRLbcQ5ySvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lJDMnN3AVq8/s400/P1010513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553742569121401586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Book distributing can be a little daunting at times. But most times it’s pretty interesting, especially when you get to meet all sorts of people. On a recent visit to my dentist I brought along the local “Message of Godhead (MOG)” I mean, you’ll never know who you’re going to meet and when. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the scaling was done, I took out the MOG at the reception. At first the lady was a little apprehensive. I told her she could give me any amount as a donation. Then the head nurse who attended to me earlier came over. She looked at the MOG and said she worships Durga-devi. I told her it was alright. Then she asked me whether I was giving her the MOG to which I replied in the affirmative. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;To my delight, she took out 10 bucks as a donation. I told her that it was a lot. She smiled and said she will read it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, I did mention a little daunting at first. Well, it was another visit to another dentist. This time it was my grandmother’s dentist. As usual I whipped out the MOG to the receptionist cum nurse. She looked at it as though it was something untouchable. She didn’t even want to look at it. She just said neither the doctor nor her like such things. Well, I took it in my stride. Like the saying goes the fruit is not ripe to receive. I wished her well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lest assured I will still keep on distributing the Message of Godhead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All glories to Srila Gurudev&lt;/span&gt;a!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-5939782222774489702?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/5939782222774489702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=5939782222774489702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5939782222774489702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5939782222774489702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/12/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title='The Fruit is Not Ripe At Times'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TRLbcQ5ySvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lJDMnN3AVq8/s72-c/P1010513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4355730735972260132</id><published>2010-12-15T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:03:53.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>The Powers of the Holy Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I read an interesting event that took place in Srila Gurudeva’s life when he was a police inspector. At that time an important file went missing. All of Srila Gurudeva’s colleagues were anxiously looking for it. With all the commotion going around him, Srila Gurudeva was calmly chanting his rounds. One of his colleagues asked him whether he was anxious at all. It was a file containing an important case, you know. Srila Gurudeva calmly replied, “No.” As soon as he finished his rounds, Srila Gurudeva got up and went straight to a particular shelf that contained the file!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing lila that teaches us the power of the holy names!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srila Gurudeva’s lila reminded me of one such incident that happened not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Syamarani didi was staying in my house her computer used to go bonkers almost always. Her assistant would rave and rant about this, because they are doing such important seva sending out all the Hari-katha to everyone around the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Syamarani didi would give her a knowing smile and said, “OK, let’s chant for awhile.” And you know what, everything then worked out wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is so much potency in chanting of the holy names. Hopefully one day I may realize all these truths.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glories to Srila Gurudeva and the Vaishnavas and Vaishnavis!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4355730735972260132?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4355730735972260132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4355730735972260132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4355730735972260132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4355730735972260132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/12/powers-of-holy-names.html' title='The Powers of the Holy Names'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7823158569205691261</id><published>2010-12-06T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:15:12.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>The Undisputed Powers of Srila Gurudeva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TP28AZ90w5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/6ucxt31In8g/s1600/g.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547797031146537874" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 220px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TP28AZ90w5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/6ucxt31In8g/s400/g.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What an emotionally and spiritually charged roller coaster parikrama!!!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Srila Gurudeva’s lila is indeed very mysterious. Not easy to fathom what is going on. But one thing is for sure, we cannot assume that he is an ordinary person and will succumb to disease like any ordinary persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"A Vaishnava is always protected by the Supreme Personality of Godhead, but if he appears to be an invalid, this gives a chance to his disciples to serve him." (Sri Caitanya-caritamrta, Adi-lila, 9.11 purport)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Gurudeva has “cured” many persons with ailments. One such example is of this scribe. Many times chest pains plagued me. Once it was so bad that I could hardly breathe. At that time, Srila Gurudeva was to visit me at my home. Somehow I managed to make some preparations. The pain gradually subsided and when Srila Gurudeva was taking his leave he asked me whether I was working on any book project. I said I was not well and had chest pains. With a stroke of his hand he simply said, “I don’t believe!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that day, the pains were practically no more. How amazing! From that day I know for sure that whatever nara-lila Srila Gurudeva is performing is only for our own benefit. Hopefully, one day, this insignificant soul will realize this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Srila Gurudeva!!! Jay Sri Radhe!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7823158569205691261?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7823158569205691261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7823158569205691261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7823158569205691261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7823158569205691261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/12/undisputed-powers-of-srila-gurudeva.html' title='The Undisputed Powers of Srila Gurudeva'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TP28AZ90w5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/6ucxt31In8g/s72-c/g.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1412079117286604585</id><published>2010-10-17T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:15:30.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Chanting Where Srila Gurudeva Used to Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TLv1_mG-sYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w27OlDJmj5g/s1600/P1010511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529283440437801346" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TLv1_mG-sYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w27OlDJmj5g/s400/P1010511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When the Malaysian sanga heard about Srila Gurudeva’s health, the devotees held a 24 hour chanting at Sri Sri Radha Govinda Gaudiya Math, Petaling Jaya. The newly opened Sri Sri Bhaktivedanta Narayana Gosvami Temple of Understanding held chanting and prayers twice a day throughout the weekends. All the devotees were invited to come together to pray for the prolonged good health of Srila Gurudeva. Many devotees, far or near, in their own unique way, offered prayers for Srila Gurudeva so that His Divine Grace will be with all of us for a very, very long time to come. The devotees also had a devotional kirtan and prayer in conjunction with the world wide chanting of Srila Gurudeva’s quick recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this trying moment, this insignificant soul, spoke to a few devotees whether they would like to hold nama-sankirtan at the park where Srila Gurudeva used to go to during His morning walks. The park is very close by to Sri Sri Radha Govinda Gaudiya Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the weather here was not predictable at all. It rained the whole day or sometimes it was fine. Sometimes it rained partly during the day. On the intended day, some devotees could not make it. Besides most of us do not live close by and we are pretty spread out. Only one of my god brother Prem das prabhu and I met at the temple for this park chanting. Armed with only karatalas we headed toward the park. We figured it does not matter whether we were two or ten. The thing is we just wanted to do this. And hopefully we may be able to please Sri Hari, Guru &amp;amp; Vaishnavas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the weather seemed to be fine that day. We saw many joggers, young couples with their children and people doing their evening exercises. Most of them were Muslims and we did not want to ruffle anyone’s religious sentiments. So, we picked a spot which was not too near the playground but within earshot and started chanting for 20 minutes. Shortly, we started to glorify how Srila Gurudeva used to walk the entire perimeters of the lake. He would walk so fast that the other devotes could not catch up. But when Srila Gurudeva returned for His morning rest, He would exhibit His nara-lila (human like pastimes) and would hold on to some devotees for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prem dasa prabhu also reminisced how some Russian devotees did nama sankirtan at his home state. Just as he was speaking this, a dried fruit from a tall tree next to us fell with a thud on the bench I was seated. I cried out “Radhe!” My godbrother in jest said the trees wanted us to continue chanting. And so we did for almost half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we headed back towards the temple for the program. The weather was still fine and after the program, just as the devotees were seated to honour prasadam, a heavy down-pour ensued. It was really heavy with the wind blowing so fiercely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god brother and I were glad that it did not happen when we were chanting at the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Srila Gurudeva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1412079117286604585?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1412079117286604585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1412079117286604585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1412079117286604585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1412079117286604585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/10/chanting-where-srila-gurudeva-used-to.html' title='Chanting Where Srila Gurudeva Used to Walk'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TLv1_mG-sYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w27OlDJmj5g/s72-c/P1010511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-2980538569343496995</id><published>2010-10-17T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T02:21:56.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Life &amp; Times of Sripad Bhakti Prakash Hrishikesh Maharaja in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TLq_WLr4RrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sihclvYeWic/s1600/P1010503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528941880365565618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TLq_WLr4RrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sihclvYeWic/s400/P1010503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I heard about the passing away of Sripad Bhakti Prakash Hrishikesh Maharaja, I was a little numb at first. My feelings were not completely settled to his passing. But after looking at his pictures, it finally dawned upon me that His Holiness was no more in this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maharaja reminded me of someone so dynamic in serving Sri Hari, Guru &amp;amp; Vaishnavas. Nothing was impossible for him. Maharaja used to go heads on without thinking of any consequences. He did not believe much in meetings and talking about how to do a seva because he was an action man. He always said to me, “Let’s just do it. Krsna will take care of everything!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528942504512073570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TLq_6g0AL2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/RzHefJK4ADc/s400/P1010505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maharaja was the first person to assist me in printing the book “Shower of Love.” When Srila Gurudeva ordered me to always write, I was totally lost as what to do. With whatever little knowledge I had, the compilation of lectures took place. But it was Maharaja who showed me the ropes of how to put in the footnotes, headings, sub-headings, titles etc. I remember very well when I mentioned about the book to Maharaja. He was so enthusiastic about it. He never showed any signs that I came from another “math” and him from another. All Maharaja wanted was to serve and make sure the book was printed on time before Srila Gurudeva’s tour to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the book was taking shape, some local devotees came in to assist. Although Maharaja did the major part of the book, he mentioned everyone who helped, no matter how little it maybe. Maharaja even mentioned those who tried but was not successful to garnish funds for the book and those who proof-read the book although only 2 to 3 paragraphs. Along the way, the kind soul who donated some funds could not come up with more monies, and it was Maharaja who finally managed to get the remaining funds for the printing of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maharaja told me that we must respect everyone’s mood and it does not matter how small or big the seva maybe. He mentioned everyone in the book and himself being not so prominent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After successfully publishing “Shower of Love,” Maharaja printed “Rays of Hope” and many other books of Srila Gurudeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maharaja also established the first temple of Srila Gurudeva in Malaysia. At that time Maharaja would go with some local devotees, including yours truly, to search for a suitable place. He would search every area and finally managed to secure a bungalow in an affluent place in Petaling Jaya. I protested saying that the rental was a bit too steep, Maharaja just went ahead to establish the temple. The fact that most local devotees were not well off did not deter Maharaja from single handedly securing the money for the rental by distributing books. He would go on a marathon of sorts by traveling from Malaysia to Singapore to print and distribute books to pay for the temple’s up-keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking instructions from Srila Gurudeva, the temple was named Sri Sri Radha Govinda Gaudiya Math. We had many nice programs there. Even Srila Gurudeva stayed there during one of His world tour. The temple has since moved to its new premise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fond memories of Sripad Bhakti Prakash Hrishikesh Maharaja will always prevail in my heart. And the one which is most profound is when he mentioned about how his sannyasa guru, Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja would always say, “It is not the seva itself, but the attitude toward the seva.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-2980538569343496995?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/2980538569343496995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=2980538569343496995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2980538569343496995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2980538569343496995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-times-of-sripad-bhakti-prakash.html' title='Life &amp; Times of Sripad Bhakti Prakash Hrishikesh Maharaja in Malaysia'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TLq_WLr4RrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sihclvYeWic/s72-c/P1010503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-3249032033987345209</id><published>2010-10-04T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T07:22:12.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squabling Devotees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Sri Guru is not an Ordinary Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recently many devotees were jolted about the serious condition of Srila Gurudeva’s health. Many of us offered our prayers so that Srila Gurudeva will stay many more years with us.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srila Gurudeva is now getting better. We must know that Sri Guru is not an ordinary personality. Srila Gurudeva Himself mentioned this that He is not ordinary and He can cure Himself if He wants, and it all depends on His disciples.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it all depends on the disciples. We all want Srila Gurudeva with us for a very, very long time. Yet, most of us seem to miss out the point. By constantly being at logger heads and disrespectful to each will not please Srila Gurudeva. Whatever orders He has given we must carry it out with our heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What must it take for us to see the brother and sister in all of us? We are indeed one big family under the guidance of Srila Gurudeva.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it all depends on Srila Gurudeva’s disciples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-3249032033987345209?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/3249032033987345209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=3249032033987345209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3249032033987345209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3249032033987345209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/10/sri-guru-is-not-ordinary-personality.html' title='Sri Guru is not an Ordinary Personality'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-562637635777775822</id><published>2010-09-06T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:17:17.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth and Death'/><title type='text'>Get Out Of The 8 Million, 400 Thousand Species of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After wandering around in countless species of life, 8 million 400 thousand to be precise, we have gotten this human form of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;With this human form of life, we are to do devotional practice and surrender to a &lt;/span&gt;bona&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fide&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; guru. But our hearts are filled with &lt;/span&gt;anarthas&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (unwanted things). Thus, making it difficult for us to progress spiritually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Instead of speaking &lt;/span&gt;hari&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;katha&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, we rather indulge in criticizing devotees, talk about their past misdeeds and what have yous'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How can we find perfection in others when we ourselves are so imperfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Take a moment a reflect upon this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If we try to see only the good in others, (which is of course very difficult to do) but with perseverance and much prayer, this almost impossible task will become possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then we will be able to experience some bliss from within, besides doing service to &lt;/span&gt;Sri&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hari&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, Guru and &lt;/span&gt;Vaishnavas&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Our intention to come into this spiritual life in the first place is not to be caught up in the 8 million, 400 thousand spices of life anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May you have a blessed day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-562637635777775822?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/562637635777775822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=562637635777775822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/562637635777775822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/562637635777775822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/09/get-out-of-8-million-400-thousand.html' title='Get Out Of The 8 Million, 400 Thousand Species of Life'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-5467240839441177122</id><published>2010-08-11T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:33:53.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>The 4 Defects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;According to the revealed scriptures, there are four defects that plague us mortals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our senses are imperfect. Yet, we want perfection when there is no such thing as &lt;strong&gt;perfection.&lt;/strong&gt; It is only in our own concocted mind we have manufactured what is perfection. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection for one individual maybe imperfection to another. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second defect is we are in illusion. We take what is not to be what it is. We are not this body. Yet we care so much for it that we forget we are actually a spirit soul. When someone dies, we are usually concerned about burying or cremating the body according to one’s customs and traditions. We say, “O I’ve cremated my father or I’ve buried my father.” Have we ever heard of anyone replying, “O you cruel person, how could you bury your father or cremate him!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is understood that only the body was buried or cremated. So where is the father? We must realize that we are not actually this body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next defect we have is the tendency to cheat. Almost all of us have cheated in something or other to gain some sort of leverage for our own sense gratification. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we as humans commit mistakes. As the saying goes, to err is human. We make a lot of mistakes in our short life on this planet. Yet, we are not so forgiving if others make mistakes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting upon what the scriptures have described about our defects, we must immediately seek a bona fide guru to guide us spiritually. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Only by Sri Guru's guidance and grace, can we learn to alleviate ourselves to Krsna consciousness, which means, to understand the Supreme Personality of Godhead and to be admitted into the Lord's family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That should be our final destination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-5467240839441177122?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/5467240839441177122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=5467240839441177122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5467240839441177122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5467240839441177122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/08/4-defects.html' title='The 4 Defects'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-8252894853314909353</id><published>2010-07-12T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:53:35.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>3 Fold Miseries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are three fold miseries always plaguing us. The misery arising from our minds, athyatmika. The miseries given to us by others, adhibautika. Then there are miseries that we mortals suffer from those coming from the demi-gods, adhidaivika. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Adhidaivika are miseries arising from earth quake, hurricanes, thunder storms and other natural calamities which we have no control of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Adhibautika are miseries others give us, causing us pain and suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Adhyatmika are miseries arising from our own minds. We can cut these miseries by constantly chanting the holy names and serving the Vaishnavas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our minds play many tricks on us. We tend to speculate things which are not true, worry unnecessarily and always think about what is going to happen or what others are thinking about us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If we clear our minds of these unwanted thoughts by servitude attitude and constantly chant the holy names, then at least the other two miseries becomes somewhat tolerable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Miseries from our own minds plunges us into deep depression and in some cases even suicide. There is always a way out. If the minds is controlled, then we can at least lead a peaceful life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All the money in the world will not guarantee us happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But the mind that is constantly thinking of the Lord, His pastimes, serving Sri Guru and Vaishnavas is a happy one that is on his or her way back home, back to Godhead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-8252894853314909353?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/8252894853314909353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=8252894853314909353' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8252894853314909353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8252894853314909353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-fold-miseries.html' title='3 Fold Miseries'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-5941704519864573400</id><published>2010-05-26T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T02:08:50.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Trying To Possess And Lamenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We desire for many things in this human form of life. In fact we desire to be beautiful, to be intelligent, to be super rich and list goes on and on. At the end of the day, we cannot take even a farthing with us when we depart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So we desire for things we cannot actually possess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we cry our hearts out when we lose something. When it is suppose to be lost, it will be lost. The scriptures say that when we lose a wallet and if there are many people around it, if you are suppose to find it, you will still find it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But if you have so much money stashed in your house, with full security, if the money is suppose to be stolen then it will happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Lord arranges all these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So we lament for those things that we lose when in fact we cannot possess them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-5941704519864573400?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/5941704519864573400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=5941704519864573400' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5941704519864573400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5941704519864573400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/05/trying-to-possess-and-lamenting.html' title='Trying To Possess And Lamenting'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-2241805487323096290</id><published>2010-05-11T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:52:10.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Telling Children Stories (Harikatha)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S-ozyTw1kkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/J_ddA_2iCZk/s1600/Gaura-Nitai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470241636786475586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S-ozyTw1kkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/J_ddA_2iCZk/s400/Gaura-Nitai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The other day I told my 9 year old student about the story of the "Talking Pot." Sometimes I try to inject in a very "tricky" manner about our Krsna conscious philosophy after a lesson. I usually start by asking my students whether they would love to hear a story or not. They would always say "Y - E - S!!!" in a cheerful manner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These children have no idea who Krsna is. Besides they are not devotees' children either. So story telling is the best way to get the message across. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OK coming back to the "Talking Pot." It's a story about how a disciple felt he could do better if he left his Guru's ashram. His service was to fetch water from the Yamuna daily. The disciple thought he would be better off if he found a job and got married. But the pot talked him out of it and he ran back to his Guru. For the full story click here: h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/04/talking-water-pot.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ttp://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/04/talking-water-pot.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the story I asked my student, Darren, about the moral of the story. Below is the excerpt of the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: So what do you think of the story Darren?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Darren: Very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: Do you think the disciple should leave his Guru?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Darren: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Darren: Because he will suffer. He will have to work very hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: But everyone has to work hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Darren: Yes, but he has everything at the temple. More peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I suppose this innocent child nailed the story. By the way, he chants "Haribolo" and "Gaura-Nitai." I made him chant each time he was feeling tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Lord's Holy Names, His pastimes and His associates' pastimes are so powerful that it will make a deep impression on anyone regardless of their birth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who knows, when I am old and grey, Darren might just end up becoming a wonderful devotee. Then he knows that his tutor used to tell him such stories and made him chant the holy names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-2241805487323096290?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/2241805487323096290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=2241805487323096290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2241805487323096290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2241805487323096290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/05/telling-children-stories-harikatha.html' title='Telling Children Stories (Harikatha)'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S-ozyTw1kkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/J_ddA_2iCZk/s72-c/Gaura-Nitai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7602267431067460550</id><published>2010-04-12T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:34:58.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>What Sri Guru Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S8QBvLOvvnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EvW5_RFMe5s/s1600/SPPGM&amp;amp;SBVNM_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459490558260002418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S8QBvLOvvnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EvW5_RFMe5s/s400/SPPGM%26SBVNM_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once a senior disciple of Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja related a very inspiring experience he had with his Guru Maharaj. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;His Guru Maharaj appointed him to be a pujari in one of the temples. But being a non-Indian, he was constantly badgered about his birth by other devotees who are bent on giving him a hard time. (&lt;em&gt;Sometimes Sri Krsna tests us in many ways&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;And it’s all about tolerance and hanging on to Sri Guru’s order&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not being able to take the mental and emotional torture, he went to his Guru Maharaj to be relieved of his service. Instead his Guru Maharaj told him to continue to do the service. But the mental and emotional torture continued. Finally, he approached his Guru Maharaj and explained his situation. Then his Guru Maharaj said he may do other services. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This he did but he always met with many types of obstacles. Be it from people or the environment itself. He tried in many ways to preach here and there but all was quite unsuccessful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his Guru Maharaj left the planet, a successive acarya was appointed and he was also a god-brother of this disciple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then his god-brother told him, “Please come and do the pujari seva. Our Guru Maharaj likes your seva.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gladdened the heart of the senior disciple and he immediately did just that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Sri Guru knows exactly the type of seva we should do. And if He says something, then, that is what it is. It is always about what Sri Guru wants. Even if the going gets tough, we have to persevere and approach Sri Guru about our problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much bliss in Sri Guru’s order. It is up to us to take it upon our heads and forge ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much supplication, may such realization manifest in my heart and may Sri Guru be pleased with me. May I also know what Sri Guru wants and not do something independently. For Sri Guru only has our best interest at heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7602267431067460550?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7602267431067460550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7602267431067460550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7602267431067460550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7602267431067460550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-sri-guru-wants.html' title='What Sri Guru Wants'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S8QBvLOvvnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EvW5_RFMe5s/s72-c/SPPGM%26SBVNM_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-717429231162289608</id><published>2010-03-25T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:26:51.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>The Glories of Mahaprasadam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S6xFHi_iXNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/0ZpEUWgwhfM/s1600/mahaprasad-puri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452809244793527506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S6xFHi_iXNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/0ZpEUWgwhfM/s400/mahaprasad-puri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mahaprasadam is non different than the Lord Himself. Krsna has mercifully given His remnants so that we may partake and offer service to Him via Sri Guru &amp;amp; Vaishnavas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yet there are times we merely look at mahaprasadam as ordinary foodstuff. We feel delighted when the taste is good. And we grumble when it is not up to par as we condition mahaprasadam. Our tongue only want to relish palatable foodstuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once during Kartik parikrama, Premananda Prabhu (a very senior disciple of my Srila Gurudeva) said that if we look at mahaprasadam as mere foodstuff, then it is an offense. He goes on to say that if we fall sick, the best remedy is mahaprasadam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Such is his conviction and faith towards mahaprasadam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Therefore this insignificant soul, is praying at the lotus feet of my Srila Gurudeva and great Vaishnavas that I maybe able to realise such truths in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mahaprasadamki jaya!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-717429231162289608?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/717429231162289608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=717429231162289608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/717429231162289608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/717429231162289608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/03/glories-of-mahaprasadam.html' title='The Glories of Mahaprasadam'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S6xFHi_iXNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/0ZpEUWgwhfM/s72-c/mahaprasad-puri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-3632823026758447592</id><published>2010-03-23T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:04:23.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452045667013863826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S6mOpeGRqZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XOeEeBM0MbA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is Rama Navami. The pastimes of Lord Rama is endless. Lord Sankarsana Himself, who continuously sings the glories of Sri Rama with unlimited mouths is unable to touch the end in any way. Such is the glories of Sri Rama-katha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of the most important lessons in Rama-katha is the way of love. Love is crooked. Love knows no rules and regulations. Love has its own way of doing things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bharath wanted Rama to rule Ayodhya as the rightful king. Prior to this Rama was banished to the forest for 14 years. Bharath's love for Rama is an endless ocean. And Rama can sink in that ocean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But the question is, does Rama wants to come back and rule the kingdom? That was not Sri Rama's plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes we force our way of thinking and our wants unto our beloved. Not knowing what our beloved actually wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the same way, we think we want to do this or that for our most worshipable Sri Guru. Yet we do not know what is the innermost desire of Sri Guru. Our material desires clouds us. It envelops us and makes us think we are pleasing Sri Guru when in fact we are not. We are only ploughing through our own wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Therefore, today the story of Bharath wanting Sri Rama back is a wonderful lesson for us to learn about the way of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love here means that one who loves will always be very careful about the desires of his most worshipable deity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-3632823026758447592?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/3632823026758447592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=3632823026758447592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3632823026758447592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3632823026758447592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/03/way-of-love.html' title='The Way of Love'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S6mOpeGRqZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XOeEeBM0MbA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-546145974723056817</id><published>2010-03-19T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:34:16.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Chanting Haribolo (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In my previous post I did mention that I have a key chain with a picture of the Divine Couple. At the back the maha-mantra is printed. So whenever I teach my students I put this key chain on the table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my students, Rachel, liked the picture very much. She started to chant the maha-mantra. She initially chanted “Haribolo.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not feeling too good that day when I went to tutor her. Rachel felt sorry for me and said she would chant the maha-mantra 10 times! Just so I would not fall sick. How sweeeet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did chant and prayed to the Divine Couple that her teacher will be healthy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord resides in the hearts of every living entity. One may not be exposed to any Vedic culture or even be practising vegetarianism. Krsna can make the impossible, to become possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not preach anything to Rachel. All she saw in the beginning was a picture of Srila Gurudeva, the Deities and the devotees. And I said to her “Haribolo” to which she repeated it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now some impression is there in her heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I feel very happy to see someone chanting. May my Srila Gurudeva bless this child and also be somewhat pleased with this insignificant instrument. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-546145974723056817?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/546145974723056817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=546145974723056817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/546145974723056817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/546145974723056817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/03/chanting-haribolo-part-3.html' title='Chanting Haribolo (Part 3)'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4339072445865350227</id><published>2010-02-14T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:34:36.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Chanting Haribolo (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was really spiritually uplifting when Darren (&lt;em&gt;see the previous post&lt;/em&gt;) always chants Haribolo each time I chanted to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I decided to try this on another student. I started saying Haribolo to Jason some time back. Each time I chant Haribolo, he reciprocates. And the best part no matter how many times I chant Haribolo, Jason would repeat it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The other day I was teaching his sister. And I was telling her (like all typical teacher does), "Do you understand?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jason who happened to be in the room said, "No I don't understand. &lt;strong&gt;I only understand Haribolo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course I was a bit taken aback. But not entirely shocked. Somehow an impression has been made into this little boy's heart. And I did not even chant Haribolo to him first. This time he initiated it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Lord's name is truly great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;(O yes, his sister just laughed at her brother Jason. And she chanted Haribolo as well) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4339072445865350227?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4339072445865350227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4339072445865350227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4339072445865350227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4339072445865350227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/02/chanting-haribolo-part-2.html' title='Chanting Haribolo (Part 2)'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6685009582852216279</id><published>2010-02-07T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:02:18.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Chanting Haribolo Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are times when I try to think of ways to somehow get my students to chant the holy names. One sure way to get them all ears is to tell them ghost stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But this is no ordinary ghost story. It involves Srila Bhaktivinod Thakur and Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakur, who was a little boy at that time. It's the story of the temple ghost, where Srila Bhaktivinod Thakur chanted the whole night and delivered the ghost at the abandoned temple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is how I got Darren, my 9 year old student to chant, "Haribolo!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At first I told him to raise both his arms and jump while chanting "Haribolo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He did just that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So now, each time I chant "Haribolo!" Darren would also jump with upraised arms and chant "Haribolo!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes even "Radhe Radhe!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The power of the holy name is simply unimaginable. Darren has no Indian or Vedic cultural background. He is an innocent child that simply listened to his teacher to chant. Most importantly without questioning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6685009582852216279?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6685009582852216279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6685009582852216279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6685009582852216279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6685009582852216279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/02/chanting-haribolo-part-1.html' title='Chanting Haribolo Part 1'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7896894074630605810</id><published>2010-01-31T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:35:13.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Like Donkeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(This story was related by Srimati Uma didi on Nityananda Prabhu's Appearance Day on 28th January 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once there was a businessman. He loaded his donkey with rice, sugar and other foodstuffs and headed towards a hill. Soon it was almost evening. The business found a spot to rest. Before doing so he took out his ropes and bound each donkeys'legs to another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The next day the businessman went along his journey. He was already 30 miles away from the place he rested the previous night. Just then he remembered he left his ropes and it is quite impossible for him to get it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Soon it will be night. He was worried his donkeys may wander away. At that moment a sadhu (holy man) came by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The holy man asked, "O sir, why do you look so worried?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The businessman said, "I forgot to bring the ropes to bind my donkeys. Now they may wander off!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"O don't worry. Just make hand gestures that you are binding your donkeys. And they will not move from there, " said the holy man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The businessman did just that. The next morning the businessman saw all his donkeys were there just like the holy man said. He soon loaded his donkeys. Then he slapped the donkeys back so that they would start to move. Unfortunately the donkeys did not budge at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The puzzled businessman tried to do so again and again. But the donkeys did not move at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The businessman cried out, "O holy man! Can you give me some mantra to make my donkeys to move!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Just make the same hand gestures like you are untying the donkeys," said the holy man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The businessman did as he was told. Soon the donkeys began to move and the businessman was on his way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Purport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We are all like donkeys in this material world. We think that this is our actual position when in fact we are bound by the ropes of maya. (maya, means that which is not).  So like donkeys we are going about our work doing had labour and think that we will be permanently be here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7896894074630605810?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7896894074630605810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7896894074630605810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7896894074630605810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7896894074630605810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-are-like-donkeys.html' title='We Are Like Donkeys'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6181578689484542906</id><published>2010-01-18T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:08:17.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squabling Devotees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Party Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S1UhtfeMX0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/rY1W0Oo-IX4/s1600-h/maha-war-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428281991290969922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S1UhtfeMX0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/rY1W0Oo-IX4/s400/maha-war-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Party politics are everywhere. The other day I read the Bhagavad-gita verse 2 and 3 which only affirmed that such a thing has always existed. Here Srila Bhaktivedanta Swami Maharaja explains that when Duryodhana saw the military phalanx arranged by the Pandavas, he got very disturbed. He asked his teacher Dronacarya about the matter. Dronacarya has taught the Kurus and the Pandavas, including the son of Maharaja Drupada who would end up killing Dronacarya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the big commander in chief Dronacarya and Grandfather Bhismadeva knew that the Kurus were wrong in waging a war against the Pandavas, still they sided with them. This was because they were obligated to the Kurus. The Kurus was maintaining them with financial support and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, sometimes they are so much party politics which would make one to take sides. Even though they know what they are doing is wrong. It is the “comfort zone” that they want to relish without taking into consideration of their own actions. Sometimes one forgets that it is always better to be in Krsna's side and no other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever stated in the Bhagavad-gita is eternal. Its teaching is for all times. By going deep into its subject matter will eventually elevate one to a higher understanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to do so, one must pray hard from within his or her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6181578689484542906?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6181578689484542906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6181578689484542906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6181578689484542906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6181578689484542906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/01/party-politics.html' title='Party Politics'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S1UhtfeMX0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/rY1W0Oo-IX4/s72-c/maha-war-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1413676423634061619</id><published>2010-01-14T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:33:45.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>The True Meaning of Vyasa Puja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S0_h3DgFnCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RH8EUhn2S9Q/s1600-h/guru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426804411953683490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S0_h3DgFnCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RH8EUhn2S9Q/s400/guru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is the appearance day of my most worship able Srila Gurudeva. On this day, Sri Guru will worship Srila Vyasadeva and the entire guru-parampara. A bona fide guru never takes worship from his disciples. Instead He offers it to Krsna, Srimati Radhika and the entire guru-parampara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Below is an excerpt of the meaning of Vyasa-puja given by my Srila Gurudeva in Hawaii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"It is the custom in our Brahma-Madhva-Gaudiya Sampradaya that any acarya who is widely spreading Krsna consciousness in the line of Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu and Srila Rupa Gosvami under the guidance of Sri Krsna Dvaipayana Vyasadeva will worship Srila Vyasadeva and the guru-parampara on his birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This worship is called Guru-puja and also Vyasa-puja. We have seen how our Gurudeva and his god-brothers used to very humbly celebrate their Vyasa-puja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This occasion is not meant for taking puja, worship, from disciples. On his birthday the acarya worships his guru and guru-parampara – Srila Vyasadeva, Sri Krsna, Sriman Mahaprabhu, Srimati Radhika and others – in a mood of great respect. This is Guru-puja or Vyasa-puja.Why do we offer devotion to Sri Krsna? What is the reason we pay so much respect to Sri Gurudeva? If we are gaining spiritual advancement from someone, we respect him. No gain, no respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sri Gurudeva always feels indebted to his Gurudeva and guru-parampara. Without Guru, guru-parampara, Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu and Sri Krsna, what is there? Nothing. In other words there can be no spiritual advancement. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, a bona fide guru does not only makes disciples, he makes gurus. Take the history of Aruni and Upamanyu. They very sincerely served the lotus feet of their guru that all knowledge manifested in their hearts. There weren't learned or anything. Everything comes by the mercy of Sri Guru. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Therefore, this most insignificant ashalata devi dasi is praying at the lotus feet of my Srila Gurudeva that one day I may realise all these truths and eternally serve His Lotus Feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1413676423634061619?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1413676423634061619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1413676423634061619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1413676423634061619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1413676423634061619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-meaning-of-vyasa-puja.html' title='The True Meaning of Vyasa Puja'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S0_h3DgFnCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RH8EUhn2S9Q/s72-c/guru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6670894139884942610</id><published>2010-01-10T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:08:00.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Always Remember Krsna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S0quokd16yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ipFUhQOkHfg/s1600-h/stvm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425340713128028962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S0quokd16yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ipFUhQOkHfg/s400/stvm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sri Srimad Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Gosvami Maharaja is the senior god-brother and intimate friend of Sri Srimad Bhaktivedanta Narayana Gosvami Maharaja. He is also one of the senior most disciples of Srila Bhakti-prajnana Kesava Gosvami Maharaja, the sannyasa guru of Sri Srimad Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today is the appearance day of Sri Srimad Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Gosvami Maharaja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am remembering how Srila Maharaja once told me, "Always remember Krsna!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After which he started to laugh and proceeded to his room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On this day I am praying that by His Divine Grace's mercy I would be able to always remember Krsna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O Maharaja, may you always sprinkle a drop of your mercy on someone as fallen as me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6670894139884942610?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6670894139884942610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6670894139884942610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6670894139884942610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6670894139884942610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/01/always-remember-krsna.html' title='Always Remember Krsna'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/S0quokd16yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ipFUhQOkHfg/s72-c/stvm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4751136094649159261</id><published>2010-01-06T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:09:01.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>A Child's View of Srila Gurudeva and the Deities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are times when I feel I cannot preach to someone, especially if they are little children of a totally different ethnic background. Well, it is hard enough to preach to adults, what more to children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known Rachel for over a year now. She’s only 11 years old. Rachel is always curious why I am a vegetarian. So one day she needed help with her school work and the computer was needed at that time. Being her private tutor, I helped her get the information she wanted. Then she asked whether I have a blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I started to introduce to her my Srila Gurudeva. She was fascinated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She said, "O your Guru is sooo cute!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then she looked at the pictures of Sri RadhaKrsna and found them adorable. Finally she looked at the pictures of Giriraja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She acclaimed, “O so sweeet!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when she saw a picture of Srila Gurudeva surrounded by many devotees with upraised arms, she asked, “What are they doing?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, “Haribol! Haribol!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately Rachel raised her arms and started to chant ‘Haribol! Haribol!’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears welled up in my eyes. Just by seeing pictures of my spiritual master, the deities and devotees, this little girl chanted. I was made an instrument. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little does Rachel realise the spiritual piety she has accumulated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left, she said she was going to read the Chinese purebhakti.com website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t ask for more. Krsna has a way to make you preach in many mysterious ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4751136094649159261?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4751136094649159261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4751136094649159261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4751136094649159261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4751136094649159261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/01/childs-view-of-srila-gurudeva-and.html' title='A Child&apos;s View of Srila Gurudeva and the Deities'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-2919545066797132118</id><published>2010-01-03T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:25:21.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Nama Hatta on New Year's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was indeed an auspicious start to a New Year 2010. After my morning prayers, I had to run some errand on New Year's day. And the first people my husband and I met were devotees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We greeted each other with a cheerful "Hare Krsna!" Then I dropped the two devotees from Manila at the nearby Iskcon temple. We did agree that we are after all Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu's family. One family with one mission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Later that day I was going to have my first ever Nama Hatta for the year. So I picked a time which is quite suitable to all parties concerned, including myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At 4:00 p.m., my godsister and godbrother came over. Although there were only 3 of us, it was a sweet gathering. We sang bhajans before proceeding to read and discuss from Srila Bhaktivendanta Swami Prabhupada's collected archive lectures from the Bhagavad-gita dating back to 1966. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Srila Gurudev often says that preaching is for us to develop. By preaching we may get many insights and realisations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Therefore I thank these two souls who made an attempt to come over to my place. They actually gave me an opportunity to speak and read from the holy book and some service. Besides, we don't know whether other beings were there as well. Chanting loudly and preaching is not only helping oneself but others as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Really it does not matter whether there were 2 people or 20 people. Most importantly, whether I progress and make that change from within. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As far as I'm concerned it was a good program and I can't wait for the next one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-2919545066797132118?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/2919545066797132118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=2919545066797132118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2919545066797132118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2919545066797132118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2010/01/nama-hatta-on-new-years-day.html' title='Nama Hatta on New Year&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1219737912749324147</id><published>2009-12-27T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:09:15.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Against Bridge Building Across Holy Yamunaji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In order to pursue money which is like honey for almost everyone, certain individuals and political bodies do not care for the destruction of historical or religious sites. Thus the building of a bridge across Yamuna takes place. Many devotees and well-wishers are protesting. This will bring about an ecological destruction of the Kesi Ghat area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here we are trying to preserve what is ours, yet there are those who are bent on seeing it go forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The heart bleeds. The eyes cries. The body quiver with uncontrollable rage. Yet never to give up, we shall rise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It may bring in the big tourists' money. But at what cost???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Firstly, the residents of Vrindavan, especially the sadhus should be consulted in this matter. Instead, the construction is simply going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I suppose at the end of the day, only the Lord knows His own big plan. Still we protest and we try and we pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let us all join our hearts and hands, and with Srila Gurudeva's blessings. protest against such destruction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Please read the following sites below for further clarification. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonist.us/2009/12/bridge-construction-threat-to-yamuna-and-vrindavan/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://harmonist.us/2009/12/bridge-construction-threat-to-yamuna-and-vrindavan/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/NObridge/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/NObridge/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vina.cc/news/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=398"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.vina.cc/news/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=398&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1219737912749324147?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1219737912749324147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1219737912749324147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1219737912749324147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1219737912749324147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/12/against-bridge-building-across-holy.html' title='Against Bridge Building Across Holy Yamunaji'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-320997866664791691</id><published>2009-12-19T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:08:43.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squabling Devotees'/><title type='text'>Getting Rid the Ghost of Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This world is not only full of miseries but envy also. We are plagued by envy like a poisonous snake hissing its venom. Such envious thoughts and deeds will eventually consume our well-being and bring our own downfall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What should our actions be when we see someone more qualified than ourselves. In the Srimad-Bhagavatam, Canto 4, Chapter 8, verse 34 it is stated:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gunadhikan mudam lipsed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anukrosam gunadhamat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maitrim samanad anvicchen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;na tapair abhibhuyate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Every man should act like this: when he sees a person more qualified than himself, he should be very pleased; when he meets someone less qualified than himself, he should be compassionate toward him; and when he meets someone equal to himself, he should make friendship with him. In this way one is never affected by the threefold miseries of this material world."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, when we meet someone who is more qualified, we become envious of him. When we find someone who is less qualified, we deride him. And when we find someone equal, we become proud of our activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These are the causes for our material miseries. And it will drive us further and further into the darkest dungeons of envy. By constantly and sincerely serving a bona fide spiritual master is the only way to rid ourselves the ghost of envy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-320997866664791691?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/320997866664791691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=320997866664791691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/320997866664791691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/320997866664791691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-rid-ghost-of-envy.html' title='Getting Rid the Ghost of Envy'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6840783503009621176</id><published>2009-12-10T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:22:31.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Always Chant And Be Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SyDGLvLUFeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IDcQDke_Q2M/s1600-h/P1010393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413544657044116962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SyDGLvLUFeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IDcQDke_Q2M/s400/P1010393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Srimati Uma didi gave a one day class on 15 November 2009. Srimati Uma didi is a disciple of Srila Bhaktivedanta Vamana Gosvami Maharaja. She has served her Guru Maharaja for many years including Srila Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Maharaja and Srila Gurudeva, whom she has taken siksa from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Below is the excerpt of the class from my own notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"In the scriptures, it is mentioned that when Hari-katha, &lt;em&gt;topics related to Lord Krsna and His&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;devotees, &lt;/em&gt;is going on, sun cannot enter. Sun-god is stealing our time. Upon sun set, our lifes become minus. One day passes and our life is diminishing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When Hari-katha is going on, sun-god has no power to steal our time. Hari-katha means direct, no difference of nama, &lt;em&gt;the holy names of the Lord&lt;/em&gt; and nami, &lt;em&gt;the Lord Himself&lt;/em&gt;. Time becomes eternal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When Hari-katha is going on, then Krsna must be present. Krsna will be present by the grace of Sri Guru. Krsna enters through our ears and enters our heart. With attentive listening, some mood will come. Krsna will clean our hearts. By speaking Hari-katha, it will make our heart and mind purified. Hari-katha is so powerful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu gave instruction to everyone, including grhastha, &lt;em&gt;householders,&lt;/em&gt; to first do Vaishnava seva, &lt;em&gt;service to the devotees&lt;/em&gt;, Hari-seva, &lt;em&gt;service to the Lord&lt;/em&gt; and Nagar-sankirtan, &lt;em&gt;congregational chanting of the holy names&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu said to distribute harinama, &lt;em&gt;holy names&lt;/em&gt;, to everyone. What is the benefit? If Hari-Sankirtan, &lt;em&gt;congregtional chanting&lt;/em&gt;, is done by loudly singing, somehow the holy names is benefitting the trees, animals etc as sabda brahman, &lt;em&gt;transcendental sound&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu instructed Srila Haridas Thakur and Sri Nityananda Prabhu to give harinama to everyone. He said, "Beg them to chant." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People used to give Srila Haridas Thakur and Sri Nityananda Prabu rice, etc, but Sri Nityananda Prabhu said He does not want any of these things. He only wants them to chant. Sri Nityananda Prabhu is guru-tattva, &lt;em&gt;fundemental truths regarding Sri Guru.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our Srila Gurudeva is going everywhere and preaching in his old age. Why? So that everyone will chant and become happy. Even if one person can be turned towards Krsna consciousness, then it is so great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu said that we can be happy by chanting. Human life is full of miseries. Because of our past life sukriti, &lt;em&gt;spiritual pious activities&lt;/em&gt;, we have come to Krsna consciousness. Then by more and more sukriti, taste for Hari-katha will come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What does bhakti, &lt;em&gt;devotion to the Lord&lt;/em&gt;, means? Bhakti means no desire for oneself. Gopi's , &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;cowherd girls in Vrindavan&lt;/em&gt;, speciality is only how to love and serve Sri Krsna. They have pranaya, &lt;em&gt;thick love, &lt;/em&gt;for Krsna. Gopis never expect anything from Krsna. They only think how to serve Krsna. That is their aim and object. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One who does Krsna bhajan, &lt;em&gt;devotion to Krsna&lt;/em&gt;, is always pleased and happy. Our aim and object should be to attain radha-dasyam, &lt;em&gt;the service of Srimati Radhika&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But first practice: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vaco vegam manasah krodha vegam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jihva vegam udaropastha vegam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;etan vegan yo visaheta dhirah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sarvam apimam prithivim sa sisyat&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"A sober person who can tolerate the urge to speak, the mind's demands, the actions of anger and the urges of the tongue, belly and genitals is qualified to make disciples all over the world." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We must have strong faith in Sri Guru. Sincerely follow Sri Guru's instruction. Then realisation will come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once someone asked Srila Gurudeva whether mercy is the same for everyone? Srila Gurudeva said no. It is according to our surrender. If we want to be cheated, then we will be cheated by Sri Guru. We cannot do anything by our own effort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So whatever instruction Sri Guru gives, follow it. First become guru-dasa, &lt;em&gt;servant of Sri Guru&lt;/em&gt;, then Krsna-dasa, &lt;em&gt;servant of Krsna&lt;/em&gt;, and then Radha-dasyam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6840783503009621176?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6840783503009621176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6840783503009621176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6840783503009621176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6840783503009621176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/12/always-chant-and-be-happy.html' title='Always Chant And Be Happy'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SyDGLvLUFeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IDcQDke_Q2M/s72-c/P1010393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-8942709235911400062</id><published>2009-11-19T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:16:22.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Nagar Sankirtan with Uma Didi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SwYUn73XG8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/8qUrSmcBv4w/s1600/P1010393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SwYUndYyhMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Qv91iZJT_Pg/s1600/P1010392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406031070840915138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SwYUndYyhMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Qv91iZJT_Pg/s400/P1010392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Srimati Uma didi (left) and Rangavati didi. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’ve always wanted to do a nagar-sankirtan seva (congregational chanting of the holy names). But having to acquire a police permit is a little daunting. The law here requires any public display of religious sentiments to have a permit so as not to disturb others of different faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I came up with the idea of chanting at the park. Devotees can sit around the park and chant. We can even call it “Krsna Picnic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Lalita didi about it and she was excited to do this. But it had to be after the Kartik month since she was going for parikrama. I also talked to some other devotees and they were just as eager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406031061779465810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SwYUm7oXxlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xfcNuxJ5Ygs/s400/P1010391.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nitai Gauranga Jaya!! Gaura Hari!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When Lalita didi came back, we set the date for 15th November. We did not call many devotees as the weather was really bad. It rained everyday. And we had to do a lot of cancellations if it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, a day before the scheduled nagar sankirtan, Lalita didi had some emergency meeting. She informed that a senior Vaishnavi, Srimati Uma didi was coming for a stop over before flying off to Oakland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, whomever I’ve requested to come could not make it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assured Lalita didi that it was alright and perhaps I will take Uma didi to the park instead. I’ve known Uma didi for a long time. She is such a sweet, gentle and great soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday (15th November), as soon as I parked my car outside our preaching centre, a loud clap of thunder was heard. The whole day seemed fairly ok, and I feared of a heavy down pour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly went to the centre, met Uma didi and her assistant Rangavati didi and mentioned of my intentions. They very happily decided to join in the harinama chanting. This despite the fact they flew in only that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the park, less than 5 minutes drive and picked a spot. We chanted loudly for about an hour. People passed us by. Some noticed, some nodded, some ignored. Many families were there with their children. Some playing, some just sitting by and some doing their evening exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I took out my home made almond cookies prasadam and we relished it together. I also mentioned to Uma didi, how Srila Gurudeva used walk around the perimeters of the lake in the park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406029093649706386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SwYS0Xxq7ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JUL-20b7o3U/s400/P1010379.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home-made almond cookies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon little silver droplets from the heavens started to sprinkle upon us. We made it to the car and headed towards the centre. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Later that evening Uma didi spoke on the importance of nagar sankirtan. (&lt;em&gt;will blog about the class soon&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All's well, that ends well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-8942709235911400062?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/8942709235911400062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=8942709235911400062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8942709235911400062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8942709235911400062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/11/nagar-sankirtan-with-uma-didi.html' title='Nagar Sankirtan with Uma Didi'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SwYUndYyhMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Qv91iZJT_Pg/s72-c/P1010392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-118736851965644180</id><published>2009-11-01T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:59:26.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>The Devotee's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Su1xM0dSHTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GYaP60AFf9w/s1600-h/SPPGM&amp;amp;SBVNM_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399095993340927282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Su1xM0dSHTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GYaP60AFf9w/s400/SPPGM%26SBVNM_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja (left) with Srila Gurudeva (right) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, 1st November 2009, we celebrate the disappearance day of Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja. Below is an excerpt from His Divine Grace's Book, &lt;strong&gt;"The Art of Sadhana - The Devotee's Prayer."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"We should pray as follows: “I am fallen and useless, O Lord. May my spiritual master be pleased with me. May he give me the spiritual strength to follow his directions. May all the obstacles to my worshipping the Lord be removed so that at the end of my sojourn in this world, I may sit alone far from the hustle and bustle of the material world and, with a steady mind, chant the Holy Names with emotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;May the Lord be merciful an allow me to give up my last breath in this way. With or without knowledge, I have committed so many offenses to His Lotus Feet, and even now I continue to commit offenses. O Lord please forgive all such offenses and give me a place at Your Lotus Feet. Make my life complete by allowing me to associate with those who are dear to You." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-118736851965644180?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/118736851965644180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=118736851965644180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/118736851965644180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/118736851965644180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/11/devotees-prayer.html' title='The Devotee&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Su1xM0dSHTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GYaP60AFf9w/s72-c/SPPGM%26SBVNM_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7982723111091960367</id><published>2009-10-11T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:59:18.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Talk Less, Go Within The Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/StKnRALIhHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xU0Yh2yCvY4/s1600-h/104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391555614462215282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/StKnRALIhHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xU0Yh2yCvY4/s400/104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had an interesting conversation with a devotee. He told me that if a person becomes quiet and goes deep within himself or herself, they will find solace. Not only that, miseries surrounding us can be cut into half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Most of our miseries come from us talking too much nonsense. This will not only put us in trouble but put a dent in another person's heart as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This place is dukhalayam --- a place of misery. Why make it any worse for oneself by talking unnecessarily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He went on to say that even people who are not on the spiritual platform or for those seeking higher truths, become quiet to think about the mysteries of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As for Krsna devotees, who have so much more knowledge handed down by their spiritual masters, should use this material body and progress even further. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So less talk. More thinking. More Meditation. More Service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7982723111091960367?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7982723111091960367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7982723111091960367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7982723111091960367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7982723111091960367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/10/talk-less-go-within-self.html' title='Talk Less, Go Within The Self'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/StKnRALIhHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xU0Yh2yCvY4/s72-c/104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4255942109052776204</id><published>2009-10-07T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:43:10.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Simple Living High Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390095235194534146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Ss13DvdLuQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HhzEsFuwEMM/s400/trio1973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Srila Bhakti Rakshaka Sridhara Maharaja and Srila Bhaktivedanta Swami Maharaja Prabhupada. This picture was taken in 1973 at the opening of the Mayapur Candrodaya Mandir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We are quarrelling in a foreign land for fictitious gain. But Krsna is engaged in a loving search for His long lost servants" --- Srila Bhakti Rakshaka Sridhara Maharaja. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Srila Bhakti Rakshaka Sridhar Maharaja: (the speech given at the opening):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This ashram is being opened today. What is its position? In Srimad Bhagavatam we find:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanam tu sattviko vaso gramo rajasa ucyate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tamasam dyuta-sadanam man-niketam tu nirgunam (S.B. 11.25.25) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Residence in the forest is in the mode of goodness, residence in a town is in the mode of passion, residence in a gambling house displays the quality of ignorance, and residence in a place where I (the Supreme Lord) reside is transcendental.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vana-vasa means plain living with the minimum of material things to help our life, that is vana-vasa. It is a simple life, plain living and high thinking, but there also we are masters of that little thing, that sattvika-vasa. It is most conducive to our religious life. There is no grandeur of any material enjoyment, etc. That is sattvika-vasa or vana-vasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajasa-vasa is a life where one is engaged in various activities in the uplifting of society, the world and civilization. That is rajasa, where a maximum amount of energy is spent to improve the paraphernalia where we live to make us comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamasa-vasa dyuta-sadanam is a life without caring for any social life, only for the maximum amount of sense pleasure and minimum amount of giving to others, to society or any paraphernalia. It is a reckless life, a life in the clubhouse or hotel – something like that. It is irresponsible life – tamasa-vasa dyuta-sadanam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man-niketam tu nirgunam – if we spend our life in the house of the Lord, we may live in any amount of grandeur, or anything of the type – but still it is nirgunam, because we are not masters there, we are servants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the vana-vasa, we lead so simple a life with a minimum of material things with which we surround ourselves to live, but still there, we are masters to command others. Here we are all servants – everything is to be served. Whatever we shall see, all around, even a tree, even a creeper or even a particle of dust is to be served and is not to be enjoyed or renounced. That is the form of life, a life of worship, a life of devotion. It is not only to please the Lord but also all of His paraphernalia and to see that they are also serving the Supreme Entity. With this idea – to be a serving factor in the all-serving environment of the Lord – this is man-niketam tu nirgunam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have come here to a nirguna life, crossing all sorts of relativities of this material world, whatever conception it may be, and to learn that isavasyam idam sarvam, the fundamental truth given in the Isopanisad, that isavasyam idam sarvam – everything here is the presence of the Supreme Entity, the Supreme Lord. With this conception we are to live in such a training house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that in Back to Godhead one gentleman wrote that the so-called universities, colleges, and schools are slaughterhouses. I am very much pleased with this idea. Yes. They are nothing but slaughterhouses, and this sort of institution, that our Guru Maharaja (Srila Bhakti Siddhanta Saraswati Thakur) has inaugurated in this world is to uplift us and all jivas toward the worship and loving service of the Supreme Entity. Each is like an oasis in the desert. They are life-giving and not flattering institutions, like so many educational institutions that we find. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa vijna mammate jaya – where this sort of training comes, that goes towards the centre, towards reality, towards beauty, towards harmony, towards a solution of life, towards nectar giving life – these institutions are only helpful and this is necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Madana-mohana Malaviya, a famous leader in the recent history of India, came to visit our Guru Maharaja and after listening to his words he told, “Every village should have one centre of your Divine Grace.” But our Guru Maharaja answered in return that, &lt;strong&gt;“I want to make everybody a temple of the Lord, every human being, every human body I want to make a temple therein, not only villages.” So, that was his idea. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prthivite ache yata nagaradi-grama, sarvatra pracara haibe mora nama &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this idea he started his mission, Gaudiya Math, Gaudiya Mission. And we are seeing that Swami Maharaja (Srila A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Maharaja) by his grace, he is able to spread it around India and throughout the world and different continents. We are very happy to see new faces around us for the preaching purpose and spreading the news of Sri Bhakti Siddhanta Saraswati Thakur, Srila Bhakti Vinod Thakur and Sriman Mahaprabhu, and the vision of Sri Krsna and His beloved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are elevationists, there are renunciates, but we are servitors. Geham jusam api mansy udiyat sada nah – true to the kindred point of the heaven and the heart. Cloister and the heart, the knowledge of these – but the hearts has been made the cloister. The gopi-bhajana is to make the heart the cloister. Not that the cloister has a separate place. The heart is the cloister and this is only possible with the Krsna conception of Godhead. All will be converted wholesale, every nook and corner. Nothing should be left out. No vacancy should be left out for any other purpose but to devote all respects to the Supreme Entity, to be faithful to the extreme. Nothing should be left. This is only possible in the Krsna conception of Godhead (akhila rasamrta murti). All sorts of ecstasy, happiness, and everything of the type can be possible in its divine form when we find Sri Krsna as the Supreme Lord and nowhere else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One western gentleman told that there are many conceptions of religion in different parts of the world, but we do not find any conception of religion where twenty-four hours can be devoted in the service of the Supreme Lord. Not only engaged on Sunday, not only twice in the day, not only thrice in the day, but every hour and second should be devoted in the service of the Supreme Entity and then nothing will be left behind. This sort of service is only possible in kirtaniya sada harih and in the asta-kaliya-lila of Sri Krsnachandra Himself in the madhurya-rasa. Sri Chaitanyadeva came down to this world to preach that, to give that nectarine life to one and all. Nrmatrasy-adhikarita – take the Name of the Lord and you will find yourself in His harem one day. For religion, money is not necessary, physical energy in great quantity is not necessary, nor are other helping things necessary. Only try to take the Name sincerely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be acquired through the right channel, otherwise there will be some disturbance tampering with it. Trade in the name of religion is also going on here and there, and we should save ourselves from those difficulties by following a bona-fide path. So, on the day of the advent of Sri Krsna Chaitanya, which means serving Krsna in all aspects, this laudable attempt is being done in great quantity by our Svami Maharaja. We are very happy to get the chance to attend this function. Swami Maharaja ki jaya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4255942109052776204?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4255942109052776204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4255942109052776204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4255942109052776204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4255942109052776204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/10/simple-living-high-thinking.html' title='Simple Living High Thinking'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Ss13DvdLuQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HhzEsFuwEMM/s72-c/trio1973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4299719173511655372</id><published>2009-10-06T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:38:55.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Pure In Any Circumstance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Sswo0xcRp8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/8gNWzMfDj6A/s1600-h/sp-jaladuta-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389727741145884610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Sswo0xcRp8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/8gNWzMfDj6A/s400/sp-jaladuta-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mahamsa das&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(regarding some young Indian ladies about to take initiation from Srila Prabhupada)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know what is the position of the ladies being initiated. They are young girls. They may get married to someone outside the society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Prabhupada&lt;/strong&gt;): Still they can chant and observe the rules and regulations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Mahamsa das&lt;/strong&gt;): Even if her husband does not follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Prabhupada&lt;/strong&gt;): That does not matter. It is individual. My sister, when she married, everyone at her father-in-law's house were all eating fish. She was a young girl, ten, eleven years old. She was given this foodstuff with fish and everything and she started to cry. Her mother-in-law asked, "Why are you crying?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"No, we do not touch all these things." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Her mother-in-law immediately arranged special cooking for her. So her husband and other family members were taking fish, but she never touched it. She does not know what fish is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If one wants to keep oneself pure, he or she can keep pure in any circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Room conversation, 22 August 1976 Hyderabad. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4299719173511655372?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4299719173511655372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4299719173511655372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4299719173511655372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4299719173511655372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/10/pure-in-any-circumstance.html' title='Pure In Any Circumstance'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Sswo0xcRp8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/8gNWzMfDj6A/s72-c/sp-jaladuta-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7422575397251257650</id><published>2009-10-05T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:38:49.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Take the Nectar and Throw The Bitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SsrUcPFb0EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NArkCMQDU4U/s1600-h/radha_kund.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389353485652971586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SsrUcPFb0EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NArkCMQDU4U/s320/radha_kund.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thousands of pilgrims would have and will be gathering at Vrindavan at the month of Karthik. It's the best place to be. Yet parikrama can test one's patience and tolerance level. Firstly, many devotees are bound to fall sick. Then there are those who are really nice people, suddenly turning into temperamental creatures. Tempers flare and patience tested to the brink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389352542711996034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SsrTlWWyXoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3eW3XX_YaFY/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I suppose at the end of the day, Vraja parikrama teaches us something. To tolerate, to accept, to forgive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Bhakti Vaibhava Puri Maharaja once said during Karthik, "&lt;strong&gt;Take the nectar and throw the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bitter&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That sums up parikrama. Only take the nectar, the Hari-katha, and wonderful association with sadhus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7422575397251257650?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7422575397251257650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7422575397251257650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7422575397251257650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7422575397251257650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-nectar-and-throw-bitter.html' title='Take the Nectar and Throw The Bitter'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SsrUcPFb0EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NArkCMQDU4U/s72-c/radha_kund.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7614512439845940733</id><published>2009-09-27T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T02:00:19.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Sowing the Seed of Compassion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once when Srila Gurudeva was in Kuala Lumpur, and was hosted by a family in a residential area, the neighbours complained that the devotees were making too much noise early in the morning, meaning during mangala arati. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This matter was brought up to Srila Gurudeva by some devotees. Below is the excerpt of the conversation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee&lt;/strong&gt;s): Srila Gurudeva, there's been some complain about us making too much noise early in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Gurudeva&lt;/strong&gt;): O you should all tone down. Do not disturb anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee&lt;/strong&gt;): But I already talked to them and they said it was alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Gurudeva&lt;/strong&gt;): No, No. We should still keep it down and not disturb them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also, a similar incident happened in the Philippines in 1999 when Srila Gurudeva was hosted in a beach resort during Christmas. There was loud blaring of music and much merriment was going on. One of the devotees complained the matter to the resort management. The devotees were also planning to move Srila Gurudeva to another beach house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for the noise it was somewhat quiet, then back to its fullest volume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At that time Srila Gurudeva was resting and now His Divine Grace woke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee&lt;/strong&gt;): Srila Gurudeva, we complained the matter to the management to keep it down. And we may also have to move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(to their surprise Srila Gurudeva answered)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Gurudeva&lt;/strong&gt;): Oh no harm. It is like Krsna playing His flute. Did you make any complaint? You should not complain. These people are like children. They want to be happy in this material world. Soon they will become old and die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The maha-bhagavata is not disturbed at all. He is most calm and most compassionate. He showers love to all those around Him. His character is exemplary so that one day such truths will manifests in our hearts.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7614512439845940733?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7614512439845940733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7614512439845940733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7614512439845940733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7614512439845940733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/09/sowing-seed-of-compassion.html' title='Sowing the Seed of Compassion'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4856063603787749162</id><published>2009-09-22T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:15:33.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Krsna Is In Everyone's Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes devotees tend to forget that people out there who have no inkling about Krsna consciousness, should not be judged or criticised. Each time I talk to a person, devotees will query me whether they are devotees or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there are those who are bent on saying they cannot get along with non-devotees. They rather not work for them and find all kinds of excuses just to be judgemental about non-devotees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel such persons are living on a self-denial mode. Krsna is in everyone’s heart. If we know how to conduct ourselves as devotees, then even the non-devotees will know how to reciprocate with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that now ‘I am initiated, I should only be with devotee group.’ Although, there is no doubt it is for good association, we must not neglect the outside world when we are not ready to do so. Artificial renunciation is definitely not accepted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not start making friends with them and slowly bring them to Krsna consciousness. After all we are Krsna’s one big family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4856063603787749162?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4856063603787749162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4856063603787749162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4856063603787749162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4856063603787749162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/09/krsna-is-in-everyones-heart.html' title='Krsna Is In Everyone&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-5051329169576127489</id><published>2009-09-21T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:57:44.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Not Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once I missed Sripad Bhaktivedanta Vana Maharaja's class. Maharaja queried me why I did not come to which I answered I had to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In jest, Maharaja told me to give up my work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I simply replied, "Not yet, Maharaja."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(It's better to be slow but steady.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-5051329169576127489?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/5051329169576127489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=5051329169576127489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5051329169576127489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5051329169576127489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/09/mira-bhai-not.html' title='Not Yet'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-2834033281445713579</id><published>2009-09-20T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:25:35.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Monkey Renunciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once a devotee had an interesting &lt;em&gt;darshan&lt;/em&gt; with Srila Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Maharaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee&lt;/strong&gt;): I have given up everything. My job, my house, my family, my wealth. Everyhing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Maharaja&lt;/strong&gt;): Yes, that is monkey renunciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(One who has really given up would not realise they have given up anything. Only a great soul, maha-bhagavata knows our hearts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-2834033281445713579?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/2834033281445713579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=2834033281445713579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2834033281445713579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2834033281445713579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/09/monkey-renunciation.html' title='Monkey Renunciation'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6016010583177719673</id><published>2009-09-05T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T05:09:53.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Kali Maharaja's 2 Disciples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In this age of quarrel and hypocrisy, (Kali-yuga), Kali Maharaja has 2 disciples, that is duplicity and hypocrisy. We are quick to point others’ duplicitous and hypocritical character, forgetting our very own.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Where there is duplicity and hypocrisy, there's a tendency to commit sin. Just like in Mahabharata, Duhsasana tried to disrobe Draupadi. Duryhodhan always wanted to kill the Pandavas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Krsna-katha is full of teaching for us to imbibe in our daily lifes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we point a finger at others, 3 other fingers are pointing at us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to clean our own backyard first, but by constant chanting and praying, it is possible for us to cross over this insurmountable task. Therefore, we must constantly beg for the mercy of Sri Hari, Guru and Vaishnavas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6016010583177719673?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6016010583177719673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6016010583177719673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6016010583177719673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6016010583177719673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/09/kali-maharajas-2-disciples.html' title='Kali Maharaja&apos;s 2 Disciples'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1077228968693515831</id><published>2009-08-31T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:43:53.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Toll Collection---Drama Within A Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It sure was a frantic night, having to stage a drama on Krsna-lila called Dan-ghati or toll collection. The children whose ages range from 5 to 18 years did a good job performing on Radhasthami. They were really nervous. Performing in front of so many people obviously saw some glitches. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3 days later, with a proper stage put up, courtesy by one of the parents, the children were to perform live yet again. Now, in front of Sripad Bhaktivedanta Vana Maharaja and Sripad Bhaktivedanta Bhiksu Maharaja. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All the kids came to the temple at around 6:30 p.m. or earlier. I did a trial run on stage with them, pointing out their positioning and everything. It was almost 7:00 p.m. One of the main actress as "Srimati Radhika" was no where to be found. After some panic, one of the older girls in the cast said, "'Srimati Radhika" will come, and that she will be delayed as she had to attend a function."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The time now was almost 7:30 p.m. Panic turned into desperation. The younger ones were almost in tears as they were practising really hard for this drama. They certainly don't want their drama to be cancelled because of this one missing actress!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's when the neighbour girl, Zara, about 8 years old, was watching us rehearse. Her grandmother gestured her to behave over the wall fencing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I really did not know what came over me. I coolly walked over to her grandmother and said, "O she can watch us rehearse. It's alright. In fact, your grand-daughter is going to take part."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Zara's grandmother simply smiled and nodded her head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What happened later was a miracle of sorts. I scuttled Zara and the rest of the cast into an empty room in the temple to change into their costumes. Obviously, Zara did not have any "gopi dress" or what so ever with her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We had to get another girl's skirt and blouse. Luckily she brought an extra. The skirt was too big and we had to pull it up all the way to her chest and secure it with pins. Then came the blouse and a golden belt. I roped in another lady devotee, Gomathi didi, to do Zara's make-up and hair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And so we had our replacement "Srimati Radhika." All I had to tell Zara was to learn up the simple dance steps and I will mimick her voice. Voila!!! Perfect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Everyone cooperated. The rest of the cast, I believe gave another 10% more because of Zara. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What did I learn from all this. ----- Krsna arranges everything. He can create a drama within a drama. Now, it's up to this insignificant soul to propel even further. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376074567766356114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpunVfG5sJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cyHxZCoALIw/s320/P8070299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zara, looking all dolled up as "Srimati Radhika."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376074573451595538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpunV0SXjxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8PExmUVbA9s/s320/P8070302.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Zara and the rest of the cast performing a dance. The "gopis" are taking many palatable food-stuffs for the yajna of Bhaguri Rsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376074584013899634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpunWbonh3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vRVfgyCFc5s/s320/P8070304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Krsna" stops the "gopis" and demands toll from the "gopis." This angers "Lalita-devi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376074587233007554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpunWnoHN8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/UVQEM4xHh90/s320/P8070306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"Krsna" claims He is married to Vrnda-devi. And anything that belongs to the wife automatically belongs to the husband. "Vrnda-devi" then denies having anything to do with "Krsna."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376074594366428002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpunXCM2k2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/9rvqystmqIE/s320/P8070307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Krsna" and the gopas did not care. They forcible took the "gopis" offerings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376075788213868722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpuochoQ2LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EawmugTzAnU/s320/P8070309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later the "gopis" hatched a plan to teach the gopas and "Krsna" a lesson. They made "Srimati Radhika" walk alone with many palatable foodstuffs. "Krsna" demanded toll. Just then all the "gopis" came out of hiding and beat up the "gopas." "Krsna" was made to wear a skirt and the "gopis" did abhishek of Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The cast beat the boys in Kung-fu style!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376071436682961314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpukfO6coaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IcxfwD1gK-8/s320/P8070311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Krsna" and the "gopas" asks forgiveness from "Srimati Radhika" and proclaims that She is the Queen of Vrindavan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376071426228531762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Spuken96sjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jIIZIFcv5WY/s320/P8070314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The cast singing the Maha-mantra dikir barat style.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376071416025461762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpukeB9UNAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zf_g3_hM7f8/s320/P8070318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Singing the glories of the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376071408097862034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpukdkbOoZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5Q-HwyTrNJQ/s320/P8070319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet Zara with Nitya, Vidya, Yasodhan, Arvind Junior, Arvind Senior, Radha-priya and Tamal-kishen with their presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376071405099456226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpukdZQWluI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zRd3bBpGjts/s320/P8070320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The cast cutting a cake with Sripad Bhaktivedanta Vana Maharaja. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Later Sripad Bhaktivedanta Vana Maharaja told me, "O this drama should appear in TV!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Phew! As far as I am concerned: 'All is well, that ends well. Krsna is behind all our drama.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I really must thank my students Darren Chan who lend his CD player for Janmasthami, Mr. Wong Peng Nam for repairing his CD player, Joee Heng for assisting me during the play on Janmasthami and downloading the songs, Rachel Lau for giving me her pom-pom to make "Krsna's" flute look really attractive and her cousin Louis for downloading the songs and last but not least Zara for standing in as the replacement for "Srimati Radhika."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These souls do not have an inkling what Krsna consciousness is all about. Little do they know how much spiritual piety they have accumulated. Only Krsna can repay them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1077228968693515831?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1077228968693515831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1077228968693515831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1077228968693515831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1077228968693515831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/08/toll-collection-drama-within-drama.html' title='Toll Collection---Drama Within A Drama'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SpunVfG5sJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cyHxZCoALIw/s72-c/P8070299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7943211335645395312</id><published>2009-08-30T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:50:56.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>True Meaning of Brahmacari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After His Divine Grace's usual morning walk in 1990's, Srila Gurudeva spoke of the true meaning of the word brahmacari. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"What is the meaning of brahmacari? Is it just wearing saffron cloth and being celibate? True brahmacari means one who is constantly searching or finding for Krsna. "Cari" always seeking, searching for Krsna. 'Where is Krsna?! Where is Krsna?!'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;May such truths manifests in my heart&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7943211335645395312?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7943211335645395312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7943211335645395312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7943211335645395312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7943211335645395312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-meaning-of-brahmacari.html' title='True Meaning of Brahmacari'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-5759186048925786260</id><published>2009-08-13T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:50:43.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Happy Janmasthami to All Souls!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SoUIntYBSlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Licv0jXnR_g/s1600-h/Happy%20Janmastami_[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369707608997448274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SoUIntYBSlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Licv0jXnR_g/s320/Happy%2520Janmastami_%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In his purport to Srimad Bhagavatam 10.3.47, His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada describes this topic: "Srila Viswanath Chakravarti Thakur discusses that Krishna appeared simultaneously as the son of Devaki and as the son of Yasoda, along with the spiritual energy Yogamaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As the son of Devaki, He first appeared as Vishnu, and because Vasudev was not in the position of pure affection for Krishna, Vasudev worshipped his son as Lord Vishnu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yasoda, however, pleased her son Krishna without understanding His Godhood. This is the difference between Krishna as the son of Yasoda and as the son of Devaki. This is explained by Srila Viswanath Chakravarti Thakur on the authority of Hari-vamsa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-5759186048925786260?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/5759186048925786260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=5759186048925786260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5759186048925786260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5759186048925786260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-janmasthami-to-all-souls.html' title='Happy Janmasthami to All Souls!!'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SoUIntYBSlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Licv0jXnR_g/s72-c/Happy%2520Janmastami_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-3891067354333081871</id><published>2009-08-13T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:50:35.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Will of the Guru'/><title type='text'>Just Like A Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Way back in 1997, Srila Gurudeva talked about how He is willing to help anyone who comes to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What His Divine Grace said made a huge impact in my heart. (&lt;em&gt;see quote below&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I will continue to help whoever that comes to me. If a child was to urinate and pass stool on the mother, the mother will simply wash herself and the child included. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She is not going to stop loving her child. She will continue to nourish and help her child. In the same way, I will continue to do so even if they are criticising me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;When will I be able to imbibe such a mood in myself? I can only cry and pray for this&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-3891067354333081871?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/3891067354333081871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=3891067354333081871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3891067354333081871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3891067354333081871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-like-mother.html' title='Just Like A Mother'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-8983542075742161472</id><published>2009-08-01T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:17:16.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Praying and Trying Not To Expect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of the time, we are looking for appreciation for the things we do. Although we say we are not, but deep down inside we feel good when someone acknowledges what we have done. We glow inwardly when others give us some sort of credit. A dangerous situation in spiritual aspirants for we do not wish to enjoy. We may also go on an ego trip stating “I have done this or that.” After a while those around us will eventually start to tire of us. We will be left all alone to lick our wounds. Perhaps even become bitter.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when we actually do seva without enjoying the results of it, we are on our way to peace and bliss. Everything is in Srila Gurudeva's hand. Success or otherwise, if it gives pleasure to the Divine Couple, then so be it. We have to accept.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O When will I realise such truths?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-8983542075742161472?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/8983542075742161472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=8983542075742161472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8983542075742161472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8983542075742161472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/08/praying-and-trying-not-to-expect.html' title='Praying and Trying Not To Expect'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-920190297939867860</id><published>2009-07-15T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:17:37.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>We Must Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Way back in 1999, Srila Gurudeva asked his audience this question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Gurudeva&lt;/strong&gt;): When you're chanting and suddenly you saw an accident. What must you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee 1&lt;/strong&gt;): We must continue chanting. We must not leave our chanting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee 2&lt;/strong&gt;): We can see if there are others helping, then we can go our way and continue chanting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee 3&lt;/strong&gt;): We have to see whether they are related to Krsna or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Gurudeva&lt;/strong&gt;): What?? All are related to Krsna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All your answers are completely bogus, bogus, bogus.  Although we are chanting, if someone is in trouble we must try to help. Anyhow render some help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-920190297939867860?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/920190297939867860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=920190297939867860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/920190297939867860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/920190297939867860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-must-help.html' title='We Must Help'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-664381433834109554</id><published>2009-07-06T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:17:30.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Observing Caturmasya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is the beginning of Caturmasya.  When I was in Hong Kong I asked Srila Gurudeva the benefits of fasting during these 4 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Ald&lt;/strong&gt;): What is the benefit of observing caturmasya, Srila Gurudeva?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Gurudeva&lt;/strong&gt;) O the benefits are endless. Limitless. Our entire guru-parampara followed it.  The 4 Kumaras also observed caturmasya. My Guru Maharaja also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You cannot imagine the benefits.  All in our lineage followed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Sripad BV Madhava Maharaja &amp;amp; Sripad Brajanath Prabhu in unison&lt;/strong&gt;): And our Srila Gurudeva is also following it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Below are the foods restricted for &lt;strong&gt;the entire 4 months&lt;/strong&gt; and particular foods during each of the 4 months: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eggplants, tomatoes, loki, parmal, urad dahl and honey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Particular foods that are restricted during the first month&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No leafy vegetables, such as spinach, salads of all types, cabbages of all types, kale, leafy herbs like coriander, mint, parsley, curry and powdered leafy herbs and teas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd month&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No yoghurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd month&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th month&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No mustard seeds, mustard oil, sesame seeds, sesame oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also today  there is a &lt;strong&gt;a penumbral lunar eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;, which is an inauspicious moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16:32:16 start of the eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18:44:57 end of the eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During this time, avoid sleeping, eating, drinking and using the bathroom. Constantly chant Harinama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-664381433834109554?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/664381433834109554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=664381433834109554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/664381433834109554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/664381433834109554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/07/observing-caturmasya.html' title='Observing Caturmasya'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7096586088044303295</id><published>2009-07-06T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:41:43.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Relationships in this Material World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SlG4XBsNgeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/X9fwOcZY0eI/s1600-h/trivikram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355264137650602466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SlG4XBsNgeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/X9fwOcZY0eI/s320/trivikram.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Srila Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Maharaja was one of the three pillars of devotion in Gaudiya Vedanta Samiti, which was established by Srila Bhakti Prajnana Kesava Gosvami Maharaja. His Divine Grace left this world on November 7, 2002)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some time ago, I a devotee told me of an interesting darshan she had with His Divine Grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Below is the excerpt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Srila Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Maharaja): Do you love your husband?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Devotee): Yes, I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Srila Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Maharaja): Do you think he loves you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Devotee): I suppose so. Surely he must love me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Srila Bhaktivedanta Trivikrama Maharaja): This is the dealings of the material world. As long as someone does exactly what you want them to do, then they become your husband, wife, good friends and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7096586088044303295?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7096586088044303295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7096586088044303295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7096586088044303295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7096586088044303295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/07/relationships-in-this-material-world.html' title='Relationships in this Material World'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SlG4XBsNgeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/X9fwOcZY0eI/s72-c/trivikram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7188561226179089603</id><published>2009-07-01T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:34:00.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danger'/><title type='text'>Opposites Attract</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once an elderly Vaishnavi, said how some brahmacaris only want to speak hari-katha to young girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently, when an old woman requests them to speak hari-katha, they (the brahmacaris) always say they are busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pondering about that fact, it only goes to show how opposites attract, especially when we are in our blossoming youth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know of someone who wanted some ladies to get to gather and speak hari-katha or do some seva. Most of the ladies seem to be "extremely" busy. One even said it may be a waste of time for her. But when the same concept was introduced by a male, they seem to be interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of course this cannot be true to every single person. There are some successful ladies sanga group. Unfortunately, such situation is not pretty common. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Opposites do attract. And this can lead to dangerous liaisons, especially for aspiring spiritual practitioners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7188561226179089603?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7188561226179089603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7188561226179089603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7188561226179089603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7188561226179089603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/07/opposites-attract.html' title='Opposites Attract'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-8206067727580576862</id><published>2009-06-26T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:29:09.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Too Much Wanting</title><content type='html'>We have too many "wants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a nice big car and house,&lt;br /&gt;I want a good husband,&lt;br /&gt;I want a beautiful wife,&lt;br /&gt;I want delicious foodstuffs,&lt;br /&gt;I want lots and lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wanting this and that. Most of the time we contemplate of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not start to want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to serve the Vaishnavas more,&lt;br /&gt;I want Sri Guru to sit in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I want the Divine Couple to sit in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I want to see only the good in others,&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the bad in me,&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home, back to Godhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O I want these prayers answered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-8206067727580576862?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/8206067727580576862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=8206067727580576862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8206067727580576862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8206067727580576862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/06/too-much-wanting.html' title='Too Much Wanting'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7182253646469016853</id><published>2009-06-14T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:33:29.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth and Death'/><title type='text'>Bewildered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently a mother of five was a little distressed about her children. She feels they don't really need her they way they used to. She was wondering where did that little patter of feet and that cute gurgle all gone to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Before puberty, it was almost always, "Mom! Where are you?" or "I want my mommy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then all of a sudden they have all grown up. They have their own set of friends. Their own life to live. And most of all not much time for mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So this mother is totally bewildered. She wonders at the turn of events. The truth is she don't seem to realise that she herself has made a cycle. She does not realise that once before she was a baby, toddler, a young child, a teenager, a woman, married lady and now a mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She herself did exactly the same things to her parents. The same cycle goes on. Yet, a lot of us can identify with her. We get bewildered by Krsna's time factor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have been mothers, fathers etc etc before. Married and had children a zillion times over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If one is properly situated, they will not be like that. Instead they will take such an opportunity to get closer to Sri Guru and Krsna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And most importantly ------ not to be bewildered again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7182253646469016853?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7182253646469016853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7182253646469016853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7182253646469016853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7182253646469016853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/06/bewildered.html' title='Bewildered'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-3363205813641244674</id><published>2009-06-11T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:33:54.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth and Death'/><title type='text'>The Cycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SjHz9tEZguI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dnC-6yyhPYI/s1600-h/P1010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346322474061103842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SjHz9tEZguI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dnC-6yyhPYI/s320/P1010251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are wandering and wandering in 8 million and 400 thousand species of life. Of that 400,000 are humans. How many ethnic groups or race do we know of? There's Indian, Malay, Chinese, French, Italian etc etc. The list goes on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just like that we have been caught up in this vicious cycle of birth, disease, old age and death. When is it ever going to end? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I saw these little birdies and said to myself: "I too was once a bird, perhaps. Or a dog, hog etc etc." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I have this human body. Should I waste it in bickering and politics? Even when I have come to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bona&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fide&lt;/span&gt; guru, should I caste it away, and go back to this vicious cycle? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No! O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt;, I want to go home--- Back to Godhead. That should be my business now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SjHz9crT8AI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7rcscF4uONs/s1600-h/P1010252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346322469660913666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SjHz9crT8AI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7rcscF4uONs/s320/P1010252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Little Birdies, I can only chant the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-mantra to you. May you with the mercy of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt; and the entire guru-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;parampara&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nitai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gauranga&lt;/span&gt; become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bhaktas&lt;/span&gt; in your next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-3363205813641244674?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/3363205813641244674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=3363205813641244674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3363205813641244674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3363205813641244674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/06/cycle.html' title='The Cycle'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SjHz9tEZguI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dnC-6yyhPYI/s72-c/P1010251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-2304779655352054577</id><published>2009-06-05T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:15:30.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Service Attitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are we the doers? Sometimes we maybe doing so much of "service." We tend to forget at times we are not capable of even moving a blade of grass. Everything happens with the sanction of Lord Krsna. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As Srila Gurudeva once mentioned &lt;strong&gt;we want&lt;/strong&gt; to do service but Srila Rupa and Srila Sanatana Gosvamis are in the service itself. But they never feel they have done anything at all. Even Srimati Radhika Herself, the personification of Tolerance, says She has not served Krsna at all. Instead She glorifies the deer and everything else in Vrindavan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, are we the doers? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sometime back His Holiness Hrishikesh Maharaja mentioned what Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja said about service.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It is not the service itself. But the attitude towards the service."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-2304779655352054577?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/2304779655352054577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=2304779655352054577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2304779655352054577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2304779655352054577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/06/service-attitude.html' title='Service Attitude'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-3577236719479491777</id><published>2009-05-31T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:29:09.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Will of the Guru'/><title type='text'>The Mood of Sri Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes it is so hard to see the good in others. We almost always contemplate how others have wronged us in many ways. The truth is we may have wronged them too. Perhaps not in this life but many, many life times ago. It's just that we don't seem to recall about such things. What goes around, comes around. It's karma. Whether we like it or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How is it different for those who have come under the guidance of a bona-fide spiritual master? He protects and guides us from within. Whatever karma we may have to suffer, the pain is somewhat eased due to His mercy. So instead of calling it karma, we must look at it as mercy. For without such pain and suffering, we will not be able to go deep within our self and seek solace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What do we do when we, the spiritual aspirants are faced with such situations? Constant prayer at the lotus feet of Srila Gurudeva will help alleviate whatever pain we may be going through. He will show us the path to enlightenment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We must really try hard to see the good in others and see the bad in ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sripad Vallabhi Kanta prabhu had an interesting conversation with Sripad Bhakti Saran Damodara Maharaja quite recently. Below is the excerpt:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Maharaja&lt;/strong&gt;): "During my guru-maharaja, Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja's time, we used to go to him and complain about so and so devotee who is doing somethings wrong in the math. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My guru-maharaja would only chastise us for complaining about that devotee. He would hardly chastise the person who is doing wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Vallabhi Kanta prabhu&lt;/strong&gt;): Why is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Maharaja&lt;/strong&gt;): My guru-maharaja used to say that his Gurudeva, Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakur could forgive. Why can't he do the same. He used to weep. And that would put a deep dent in our hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My guru-maharaja knows how the devotee who is doing all that nonsense needs guidance. If Gurudeva withdraws his mercy, then where and what would happen to that soul. So guru-maharaja would work on that devotee from within." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The more chastisement we get from our Gurudeva, means we are getting very close to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;I am praying at the lotus feet of my Srila Gurudeva that I maybe able to see the good in others and the bad in me. Only then will I be able to capture the mood of my Gurudeva)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-3577236719479491777?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/3577236719479491777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=3577236719479491777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3577236719479491777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/3577236719479491777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/05/mood-of-sri-guru.html' title='The Mood of Sri Guru'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4784000999394211983</id><published>2009-05-20T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:03:16.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Of The Possessed And The Saved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This incident happened to me a long time ago. Each time I tell this story, it only reinforces my faith in the maha-mantra. When it happened I have not met my Srila Gurudeva. Even then the maha-mantra can protect and save you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Read on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I once had a colleague who was a pretty good dresser. She's also quite a looker as she gets all the attention from the boys in the office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One fine afternoon, I was sitting right opposite her cracking my head as I was suffering from writer's block. She (let's call her Sherry) started to shiver. My initial reaction was the air-conditioning was too cold. Besides, everyone was almost down with the flu at that time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Soon my other colleagues scooted her off to a room adjoining to our main writers' room. The poor girl was really sick, I thought. I continued doing whatever work since there were others looking after her at that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All of a sudden, my colleagues started running out of the room. Their faces looking quite blank. I tried to stop them to find out what was the matter. None answered me. It was as though I did not exist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I then ventured to the back room. I saw Sherry lying down and crying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Why did they have to do that. Leaving her alone. Poor girl!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was like really DUH??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I asked Sherry whether she wanted a blanket or a hot drink. She was shaking now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She simply said, "I am feeling really, really cold."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I then bent down to check on her temperature. That's when she cried out, "Help me! Help me! It's coming inside me! Help!!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It just struck me that she was possessed! Her face started to twist and she snarled at me. Sherry or whatever that was laughed hysterically. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At that moment, (being a real scaredy cat that I am), I kept reciting the maha-mantra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I pushed her down commanding the thing to shut up and get out of that body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Giving a haunted laugh, "Sherry" started to push me over. My back was facing an open window in that room. Luckily, that thing wasn't strong enough or else I would have been pushed out of the window and would not live to tell this story today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a battle between the possessed and the sane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While all this drama was going on, not once did I forget to chant my maha-mantra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After some time Sherry started to calm down. Crying she said she wanted to go home. I ran out of the room to look for help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By now my boss had called her family. Soon they arrived and took her home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Months later Sherry came back to work. A much calmer person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what saved me that day? Nothing but the maha-mantra. Never every stop chanting no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4784000999394211983?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4784000999394211983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4784000999394211983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4784000999394211983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4784000999394211983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-possessed-and-saved.html' title='Of The Possessed And The Saved'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-2684889209681673943</id><published>2009-05-10T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:18:47.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Distribution'/><title type='text'>Desperate Book Distributor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was Wesak Day. My god sister Lalita didi and I decided to distribute our Srila Gurudeva’s books outside the Buddhist Temple in Brickfields. Lalita didi wanted to go there after lunch. So we met up about 2:30 p.m. The heat was intense. Beads of perspiration were trickling down my face. To make matters worse, I forgot my sun-hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived here, Lalita didi wanted to go inside the temple premises to check things out. I said I will wait for her outside near a stall with a big shady umbrella. Many people passed by me. Some did not even bother to look. I tried really hard to distribute. The heat was getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to myself: “What am I doing? Am I able to distribute here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gentleman who was manning his sweets-stall asked me to come closer towards his shady umbrella. Out of desperation I said: “I will, if you take a book from me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled. And I was like: “O Krsna, Gurudeva, how am I to do this?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 20 minutes, the man came up to me and asked my name. I then handed out our preaching centre’s address. We exchanged names and what do you know, he bought a book!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, Lalita didi came out and we thought we will wait at the junction towards the temple. It was much cooler there as the road was lined up with some nice shady trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking I spotted a familiar face at one the many make-shift stalls selling all kinds of everything. The individual was another “missing-in-action” devotee. I called out to this person. Startled, the devotee returned a wide, warm smile. While talking, other book distributors from the centre joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my spirits were high. Sripad Bhaktivedanta Bhiksu Maharaja, Krsna Kanta Brahmacari, Prem Ras Prabhu, Jaya Govinda Prabhu and Ramesh Prabhu were very happy to see us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow after that my distribution techniques changed. I would shove our centre’s address to whomever I met. And then place a book in their hands. This would be followed by a small amount of donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also learnt one very valuable lesson during my book distribution. These books are transcendental personalities. They would decide on whose hands They wished to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A case in point. It was almost 5:00 p.m. I was thinking of making one last hit before calling it off. Besides Lalita didi wanted to head home and so did the rest of the party of book distributors. I walked up and down the sweltering heat. I managed to give out the invitation to our centre but not one person wanted to give even RM1.00 for a book of considerable thickness. I tried to appeal to them by saying 3 books for RM10.00 or even RM5.00, but no one wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself that I have to call it quits. I headed where the rest of the party was and started packing my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do you know. A young lady rushes to me and gushed, “Are you Hare Krsnas?” I want the Mahabharata. It’s for my friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback and told her I don’t have those but I have the ‘Essence of Bhagavad-gita’ and others. She looked at them and bought 2 books right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book distribution really opens up a new understanding about Them. That They are the masters and we are the servants taking Them around. They decide on whom They wish to shower Their causeless mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a desperate book distributor like me, well, in trying to help others, I’m actually helping myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-2684889209681673943?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/2684889209681673943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=2684889209681673943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2684889209681673943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/2684889209681673943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/05/desperate-book-distributor.html' title='Desperate Book Distributor'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7663624299521532750</id><published>2009-05-03T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:09:52.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Being Persistent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Preaching and bringing in new people to chant is not an easy task. We have to be persistent. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt; often says, "Preaching is really for the preacher himself/herself. The more we preach, the more realisation we can acquire." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's this university student, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt;, whom I got in touch with 2 years ago by one god-sister. Since my god-sister, Malati, who resides in India cannot always be in constant preaching contact, she therefore forwarded Priya's e-mail and contact number to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many times I had invited Priya for programmes at our preaching centre, which she will politely decline. This is because she lives very far away and she don't own a car, as yet. She is a student after all. Besides, her mother do not approve of her going out after dusk. To this I usually advised her to listen to her mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just 4 days ago I decided to have a lunch house programme this Sunday. So I text ed message &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt; and to my surprise she confirmed her coming through e-mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My initial reaction was, perhaps she's being really polite as I had invited her many times. Anyway, I shall wait and see. Everything is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; Guru &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Krsna's&lt;/span&gt; hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lo and Behold! Not only did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt; came on time, she also brought along her friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Akeela&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the initial "getting to know you" I started off the programme with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mangala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;caranam&lt;/span&gt; and then with the song "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Krpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bindu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Diya&lt;/span&gt;." Soon we were joined by another god-brother and his children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One god-brother who was "missing-in-action" for a long time, decided to join us at this function as well. He said house programmes are more convenient for him to attend as it does not clash with his work commitments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right after that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sripad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bhaktivedanta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Bhiksu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt; (our guest speaker) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Kanta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Brahmacari&lt;/span&gt; walked in. We proceeded with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kirtan&lt;/span&gt; followed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;arati&lt;/span&gt; and then class by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt;. Before the class started, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt; asked us what is most important to most of us. My husband said 'money,' just to generate an interest in the students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Below is a short excerpt of the class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331548939525092434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Sf13g0MA9FI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iqCWvGiP5Fs/s320/P1010250.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Sripad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bhaktivedanta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Bhiksu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt; explaining the importance of chanting to the 2 university students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"There is nothing wrong in us earning money as it is needed in our daily lives. We are not against money. But don't forget God, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt;. For without Him, nothing is possible. He gives us everything. We must use our time to worship Him always."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then he turned to the 2 university girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Both of you are students, right? We are not saying you must give up your studies. Do your duty and study well. Get good results. But try to chant always. At least allocate 20 minutes from your daily activities to chant. The more you chant, the more intelligence you will beget.  You will also have good rememberance. This is a fact. Try this for 6 months. You will notice a change within you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will tell you a story. There was once a lady who always comes to the temple. She was a really busy lady with children and other duties to take care off. I always requested her to chant at least 2 rounds daily. I told her this every time we met. Then one day she said she will chant 2 rounds a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After some time, she herself was telling everyone she met to chant 2 rounds a day. Soon she became a joke of sorts as everyone spoke of her as the one who requests everybody to chant 2 rounds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I asked her husband whether she is still doing her daily duties or is there any problem at all. Her husband said she was very well indeed. In fact her life seem to be better than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Therefore, always be in good association. You should constantly be in touch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;mataji&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;maharaja&lt;/span&gt; referring to me&lt;/em&gt;). If you are not in touch then you will think this is a one time programme and you will forget. Ask questions also. Do your duty but always chant."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right after the class, we served &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;prasadam&lt;/span&gt;. There were more surprises in store. I brought out 3 small books and asked the girls whether they were interested in purchasing them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt; bought them immediately. After about 5 minutes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Akeela&lt;/span&gt; also wanted it. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt; asked for chanting beads followed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Akeela&lt;/span&gt;. Later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt; bought a beautiful picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Radha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331548936530789106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Sf13gpCHgvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4WXKp5AA46s/s320/P1010248.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening intently to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Hari&lt;/span&gt;-Katha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; Guru and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt; does wonderful, mystical pastimes. Really we are not the doers. We just have to do our duty and not expect anything. Everything is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; Guru and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Krsna's&lt;/span&gt; hand. And most importantly in the power of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-mantra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And what did I learn today --- be persistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7663624299521532750?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7663624299521532750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7663624299521532750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7663624299521532750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7663624299521532750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-persistent.html' title='Being Persistent'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/Sf13g0MA9FI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iqCWvGiP5Fs/s72-c/P1010250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-4686071462527435701</id><published>2009-04-26T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:37:53.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Will of the Guru'/><title type='text'>The Talking Water Pot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GURU-SEVA IS NOT EASY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by Srila Gour Govinda Mahäräja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(as told in Oriya, translated by Bhakta Pradosh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a guru living in an ashram on the bank of the Gangä with a few brahmacari, celibate students, disciples. He was engaging them in varieties of devotional service, like cooking, serving prasädam, gardening, cleaning pots, taking care of the cows, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One disciple, named Govardhan, whose nickname was Govara, had a daily service to go to the river with a big water pot and collect Ganga water for the ashram. He did the service very sincerely for the pleasure of his guru. But after some time, he thought, “Why is it that although I have been doing this service for so long I am not feeling any happiness? Maybe I should leave this ashram, go to the city, get married, and enjoy the rest of my life.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From his childhood he had lived in the ashram and performed sevä, service. He had no idea of anything else, no experience of any big cities—he didn’t even know where they were. Day by day he was thinking very deeply about this. Finally one day, while sitting on the bank of the Gangä, he decided, “Why should I continue to supply Gangä water to this ashram? I am not getting any benefit. I won’t do it anymore. Today somehow or other I will leave. I have heard that all big cities like Käsi and Prayag are on the bank of the Gangä. If I follow the river bank then eventually I must reach one of them.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He filled up his water pot with Gangä water, put it down, and told the pot, “You remain here. I am going.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He looked around to make sure that no one was watching, and then began to slowly make his way towards the south. He had only gone a few yards when he suddenly heard a voice, “Hey, where are you going?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Startled and frightened, he looked back, but he couldn’t see where the voice had come from. He looked all around, and seeing no one, again started to walk. But suddenly the same voice called, “Hey, where are you going?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He became more fearful, “Who is calling?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He was surprised that he couldn’t see anyone. Looking at all directions, he crouched down close to the ground and tried to flee as fast as he could, dodging here and there. But again the voice came, “Hey, Govara, where are you going? It’s me calling. Your—your water pot. Come here!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Govara became stunned. He was amazed to find his water pot calling him in a human voice.With great eagerness he rushed back to speak to it. The water pot started chastising him:“Do you really think that leaving your guru-seva will give you peace and pleasure? The chief result of your service will be the fulfilment of life’s ultimate goal. Although I am made of dull matter, I can speak like a human being because my life is successful due to my giving service to a pure devotee of the Lord.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Govara’s guru was a very powerful and pure vaisnava, pure devotee of Lord Krishna. He was making the water pot speak.The water pot continued, “I originated from a muddy, contaminated place. One man collected me, took me to his house, and began to knead me by pressing heavily with his feet. He then formed me into this water pot shape, let me dry, and eventually burnt me in a fire. Finally, he picked me up and flicked me with his finger to see if I had the right sound — ‘ting.’ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I passed the test, so he took me to the market to sell. Fortunately I was purchased by this sädhu and engaged in his service. The result is that my life became successful and I am able to speak with you directly. You shouldn’t think that your guru-sevä will be very easy, but if you engage in this sevä then your life will be a success like mine and you will get real pleasure and happiness. Otherwise, if you leave this service you will have to cry and cry. Instead of pleasure you will only get so much pain and anxiety.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hearing this story from the water pot, Govara started trembling. Somehow he managed to carry the pot filled with water back to the ashram, where he fell flat before his spiritual master. His guru knew everything because he was a divya-drsta — he could see the past, present and the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He asked Govara, “What happened to you?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Govara spoke of his experience with the water pot and started crying when he revealed how he had planned to leave his guru’s service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His guru pacified him, and said, “Äre bäbä! It was not the water pot speaking to you. It was I that spoke through it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That guru was a most powerful vaisnava; he could speak through anything. He advised Govara that staying in the guru’s ashram and engaging in pure devotional service would gradually purify him, and in a similar way to the water pot, he could make his human birth a success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yes, guru-seva is not easy. But we must march forward, never giving up, to earn that mercy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-4686071462527435701?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/4686071462527435701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=4686071462527435701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4686071462527435701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/4686071462527435701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/04/talking-water-pot.html' title='The Talking Water Pot'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7403805542092158631</id><published>2009-04-11T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:18:30.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Follow Sri Upadesamrta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While in Bombay, a doctor who is a disciple of Srila Gurudeva came to ask him some questions about &lt;em&gt;Vilapa Kusumanjali&lt;/em&gt; by Srila Raghunath dasa Goswami. No sooner had he mentioned the name of this book, Srila Gurudeva asked him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Have you read &lt;em&gt;Upadesamrta&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Yes," the doctor replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"No," Srila Gurudeva answered. "You have not read it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Yes, I have," insisted the doctor. "I purchased your edition and read it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Then tell me what is the first &lt;em&gt;sloka&lt;/em&gt;, verse?" Srila Gurudeva asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Well," said the doctor. "I have read the book, but I can't remember the verse."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"You say, you have read it, " Srila Gurudeva replied. But what is the use if you cannot remember the verses? How many rounds do you chant?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I chant a minimum of 16 rounds," the doctor answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"If you want &lt;em&gt;krsna-prema&lt;/em&gt;, then you must chant not less than one &lt;em&gt;lakh&lt;/em&gt; (100,000) of &lt;em&gt;harinama&lt;/em&gt;, holy names. To chant two &lt;em&gt;lakhs &lt;/em&gt;is better or ever three like Srila Haridasa Thakura," answered Srila Gurudeva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Gurudeva then asked the doctor another question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"If a very beautiful, naked woman came into this room, then what would happen to your mind?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The doctor was speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"So try to follow &lt;em&gt;Upadesamrta&lt;/em&gt;." Srila Gurudeva continued, "Control &lt;em&gt;vaco vegam&lt;/em&gt;, control &lt;em&gt;manasa vegam&lt;/em&gt; (the urges to speak, and of the mind) and follow all the instruction of Srila Rupa Goswami had given in the 11 verses of &lt;em&gt;Upadesamrta&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Before you even think of reading &lt;em&gt;Vilapa Kusumanjali&lt;/em&gt;, you should have committed all of these instructions to memory, as well as those of Srila Raghunath dasa Gosvami's &lt;em&gt;Sri Manah-siksa&lt;/em&gt;. Besides this you should also be chanting at least one &lt;em&gt;lakh&lt;/em&gt; of harinama."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vaco vegam manasah krodha-vegam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jihva-vegam udaropastha-vegam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;etan vegan yo visaheta dhirah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarvam apimam prithivim sa sisyat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(A wise and self-composed person who can subdue the impetus to speak, the agitation of the mind, the onset of anger, the vehemence of the tongue, the urge of the belly and the agitation of the genitals can instruct the entire world. In other words, all persons may become disciples of such a self-controlled person.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7403805542092158631?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7403805542092158631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7403805542092158631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7403805542092158631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7403805542092158631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/04/follow-sri-upadesamrta.html' title='Follow Sri Upadesamrta'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-727356885909306600</id><published>2009-04-05T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:52:43.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politicians'/><title type='text'>Politicians</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A very long time ago, His Holiness BP Hrishikesh Maharaja told me about his conversation he had with his Guru Maharaja Srila Bhakti Promode Puri Maharaja about politicians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Srila BP Puri Maharaja): When you see a politician, you run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(His Holiness BP Hrishkesh Maharaja): Can't I even help them. Perhaps to chant or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Srila BP Puri Maharaja): No. You just RUN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Food for thought*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Politicians have twisted tongues. One moment they say one thing and the very next second they change their statement. It is our best interest to simply run away.  They are only out there for their own &lt;strong&gt;selfish&lt;/strong&gt; interest.  So beware!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-727356885909306600?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/727356885909306600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=727356885909306600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/727356885909306600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/727356885909306600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/04/politicians.html' title='Politicians'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-7153055756511662857</id><published>2009-03-29T00:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:41:18.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>The Power of the Maha-Mantra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are times when I'm at my wits ends trying to follow the instructions of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt;. He has ordered me to preach and blogging and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; is one tool I feel I can reach out to many people out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Besides, I've also came up with ways to put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-mantra in a visible way so that people will take notice. For example, I've a key-chain with a beautiful picture of the Divine Couple. At the back of the key-chain the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-mantra is printed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I tutor for a living, I sometimes on purpose put the key-chain on my table so that my students ranging from the ages 10 - 17 will take note of it. They will usually look at the picture and sometimes may chant the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-mantra. Some even queried me for being a vegetarian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One such boy began to chant the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-mantra every Saturday just before I start my class. Because he was doing it very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;diligently&lt;/span&gt;, his friend began to follow suit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, both the 10 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; somewhat surprised me. As soon as they finished chanting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-mantra, they told me of their intentions of wanting to become vegetarians. I was really taken aback. I asked them whether their parents knew about it, to which they said their parents were cool about the matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then I asked them why they wanted to be so. Little Li &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jyn&lt;/span&gt; explained that the fish suffers and struggles for air when caught. The fish wants to live just like us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And her friend Clifford added that it was awful to slaughter the chickens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whatever the outcome of these two souls, I really wish that they become wonderful devotees. Everything is in the hands of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; Guru and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the meantime, they will continue to chant the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;maha&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mantra&lt;/span&gt; every Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-7153055756511662857?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/7153055756511662857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=7153055756511662857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7153055756511662857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/7153055756511662857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-maha-mantra.html' title='The Power of the Maha-Mantra'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-8559415844892295601</id><published>2009-03-22T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:42:58.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squabling Devotees'/><title type='text'>Disciples in His Pockets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was related to me by Sripad Vallabhi Kanta prabhu who heard it first hand from Sripad Bhaktivedanta Vaishnava Maharaja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Gurudeva mentioned to Sripad BV Vaishnava Maharaja that He would like to put all his disciples in His pocket and take them on a world tour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Sripad BV Vaishnava Maharaja): Why is that so Srila Gurudeva?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Srila Gurudeva): Because when I leave, they will all start to quarrel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Note:&lt;em&gt; Let's ponder deeply on Srila Gurudeva's divine words.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-8559415844892295601?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/8559415844892295601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=8559415844892295601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8559415844892295601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8559415844892295601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/03/disciples-in-his-pockets.html' title='Disciples in His Pockets'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-8105840486218919654</id><published>2009-03-22T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:43:06.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahamantra'/><title type='text'>Of Ghosts and the Maha-Mantra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At a recent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;darshan&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Desaru&lt;/span&gt; a devotee mentioned to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt; that ghosts are disturbing and the devotee is very much disturbed. Below is an insight of the conversation that transpired between the devotee and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Devotee): I feel something of someone touching me. I want to know what it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt;): Are you chanting your rounds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Devotee): Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt;) I don't believe. If anyone is chanting and remembering, then no ghost will harm them. Now say after me. 'Om &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Narasimhaya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Namah&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Devotee repeats the mantra)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt;) You are to say this mantra 3 times. Morning, noon and evening time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This incident reminded me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bhaktivinod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt; when he was a magistrate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Puri&lt;/span&gt;. At that time a man who practices the occult was wanting to do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;rasa&lt;/span&gt; dance with other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;men's&lt;/span&gt; wives and young girls. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bhaktivinod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt; captured the man and had him thrown in jail. Later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Bhaktivinod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt; experienced severe stomach pains in the night. The next day the man asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Bhaktivinod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt; whether he felt any pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of course the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt; was not perturbed by all this. He was chanting throughout the night and nothing could touch him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's also another story when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Bhaktivinod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt; had to spend a night in an abandoned temple with his son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Bimala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Prasad&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Bhaktisiddhanta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Sarasvati&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt;). There was so much disturbance by a ghost but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Bhaktivinod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Thakur&lt;/span&gt; was chanting throughout the night. The ghost was eventually delivered by our great saint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whatever happens, we have to keep on chanting. After all that was the FIRST instruction or order by our Spiritual Master. Then nothing can harm us. We will actually start to develop all good qualities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt; Hare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Krsna&lt;/span&gt; Hare Hare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hare Rama Hare Rama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rama Rama Hare Hare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-8105840486218919654?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/8105840486218919654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=8105840486218919654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8105840486218919654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/8105840486218919654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-ghosts-and-maha-mantra.html' title='Of Ghosts and the Maha-Mantra'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-9133235093400261394</id><published>2009-02-22T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:43:28.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darshan'/><title type='text'>Short &amp; Sweet House Darshan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SaE4Nfe9hNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/txdEsf6XPh0/s1600-h/P1010232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305583640459969746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SaE4Nfe9hNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/txdEsf6XPh0/s320/P1010232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the morning of 21st February, Srila Maharaja went to the house of Bal Kishen prabhu and Krsna-priya didi to their new house. Below is His short and sweet lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Maharaja&lt;/strong&gt;): I have come to remind you this. Always follow the instructions of Sri Guru. Chant harinama and your diksha mantras, morning, noon and at evening time. If you go to school and you do not follow your teacher, then, you are sure to fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a family, if there is a son, then he must be a pure devotee. A kanishta adhikari can liberate 7 generations of his family members from previous births, a madhayama adhikari liberates 14 and an uttama 21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a family who is not in Krsna consciousness, having a son is like urine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Sripad Brajanath prabhu asked a question on behalf of Vrnda didi&lt;/strong&gt;): If the mother is a devotee, can she liberate the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Maharaja&lt;/strong&gt;): Yes. But she must be a pure devotee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-9133235093400261394?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/9133235093400261394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=9133235093400261394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/9133235093400261394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/9133235093400261394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/02/short-sweet-house-darshan.html' title='Short &amp; Sweet House Darshan'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SaE4Nfe9hNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/txdEsf6XPh0/s72-c/P1010232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-6115164769243908475</id><published>2009-02-22T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:44:01.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Will of the Guru'/><title type='text'>His Sweet Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SaE0N82OOaI/AAAAAAAAADw/NMeyE3r1sVo/s1600-h/P1010241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305579250295650722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SaE0N82OOaI/AAAAAAAAADw/NMeyE3r1sVo/s320/P1010241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sripad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Madhava&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt; speaking on the importance of sadhu-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sanga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On 21st February 2009, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt; gave a wonderful lecture on the importance of sadhu-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sanga&lt;/span&gt; and why sadhus (sages) are travelling all around the world. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt; called upon some of his disciples to talk about the subject matter--- 'the glories of sadhu-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sanga&lt;/span&gt;' (associating with holy sages). One of them even mentioned that although many countries are inviting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt;, His Divine Grace very mercifully has come to Malaysia many times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sripad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Madhava&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt; spoke, he somewhat 'corrected' the earlier speaker. This is a small excerpt of His Holiness's speech. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sripad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;BV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Madhava&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Maharaja&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt; is not dependent on our invitation. He is travelling and going everywhere on his own sweet will. His heart feels for us because we are in misery and there is weakness of heart."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[His Holiness also mentioned how men are attracted to the 3 W's --- Wine, Women &amp;amp; Wealth. As for women they are attracted to the 3 M's --- Men, Marijuana &amp;amp; Money.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Srila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Gurudeva&lt;/span&gt; is coming again and again only to remind us that we are suffering and how to get out of this miserable condition of life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-6115164769243908475?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/6115164769243908475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=6115164769243908475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6115164769243908475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/6115164769243908475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/02/his-sweet-will.html' title='His Sweet Will'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SaE0N82OOaI/AAAAAAAAADw/NMeyE3r1sVo/s72-c/P1010241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-5959840716676888989</id><published>2009-02-18T03:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:44:24.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vyasa-puja 2009'/><title type='text'>Vyasa-Puja 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Malaysian devotees had a most memorable Vyasa-puja at Desaru, Southern Malaysia with Srila Bhaktivedanta Narayana Gosvami Maharaja. The six day festival was a success with many devotees from all around the world coming to attend this event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304104797014021490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv3NeV3VXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/13BSNc9mZ-Q/s320/P1230199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Maharaja sitting outside his villa at Desaru Golden Beach Hotel and speaking to devotees and well-wishers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304104789821375426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv3NDjAQ8I/AAAAAAAAACI/_KI9Nsx4G6o/s320/P1230198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During this time a devotee asked about the gopis and the rasa dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee&lt;/strong&gt;): When Krsna left the rasa dance, did the other gopis......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Maharaja&lt;/strong&gt;): Firstly, do you know the meaning of the first sloka in the Upadesamrta.(&lt;strong&gt;Devotee&lt;/strong&gt;): Yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vaco vegam manasah krodha vegam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jihva-vegam udarapastha-vegam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;etan vegan visaheta dhirah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sarvam apimam prthivim sa sisyat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(A wise and self-composed person who can subdue the impetus to speak, the agitation of the mind, the onset of anger, the vehemence of the tongue, the urge of the belly and the agitation of the genitals can instruct the entire world. In other words, all person may become disciples of such a self-controlled person.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Srila Maharaja&lt;/strong&gt;): First try to follow and realise this sloka. We must not jump into very high topics before doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304102787866099298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv1Yhrq_mI/AAAAAAAAACA/V7UzeQRR_W4/s320/P1240210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We also had a very grand Shoba-Yatra of Lord Jagannath, Baladeva and Subadhra. These boys and some girls of the Chinese community perfomed a fascinating dragon dance in front of the temple in Skudai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All glories to Sriman Ram Vijay prabhu and all those who helped him to make this event a remarkable one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(For the uninitiated, such dances usually takes place during the Chinese New Year. And Srila Maharaja's Vyasa-puja almost always falls during this period. Malaysia being a multi-national country has many types of races and cultures interwined.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best part was, when this boys and girls came, they were like "Uh, what are we doing here. In an Indian temple????. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They were not really smiling. Keep reading folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304108553163714018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv6oHFvLeI/AAAAAAAAACg/_kvsLNcQjJM/s320/P1240213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The dragon chasing the ball. Since the temple here is a house converted to one, let's look at the scenenario like this--- "The dragon representing HariNama Sankirtana, and the ball all our anarthas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Param vijayate sri krsna sankirtanam-----"supreme victory to the congregational chanting of Krsna's names." This is the Sri Gaudiya Matha's sole object of worship. --- (the 1st Upadesavali of Sri Srimad Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Prabhupada)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304108559057584818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv6odC8grI/AAAAAAAAACo/jqzoGUQo7mE/s320/P1240215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The lion dance and the beating of drums. All glories to the chanting of the holy names!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304108567868406306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv6o93m-iI/AAAAAAAAAC4/k3RCiHpkOK8/s320/P1240217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Prabhupada's chariot being pulled by devotees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304108560762171122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv6ojZWbvI/AAAAAAAAACw/4qgd_Gfys70/s320/P1240216.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Now look at this dragon and lion dancers! Happily holding onto the the chariot's rope. They were also following the chanting of the devotees calling out "Nitai Gauranga! Nitai Gauranga!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304111067357150994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv86dMKfxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6UQtVdrbOt0/s320/P1240219.JPG" border="0" /&gt; When we came back to the temple, there was a traditional Indian dance. --"Gopis dancing with Sri Radha and Krsna."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304111071203189154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv86rhIYaI/AAAAAAAAADY/CxOmoX98B8I/s320/P1260227.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Srila Maharaja perfoming the Vyasa-puja to the entire guru-parampara. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It is not the duty of the guru to take pranamas (offering of obeisances) and daksina (donations) from his disciples on his birthday. Rather, it is his duty to worship his gurudeva, guru-parampara, Vyasadeva, Radha-Krsna and all others in disciplic succession." -- Sri Srimad Bhaktivedanta Narayana Gosvami Maharaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304111058843879890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv859ecSdI/AAAAAAAAADI/3-pmjRKD1Ug/s320/P1230208.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“On Vyasa-puja day an acarya will worship guru, guru-parampara and upasya (worshipable personalities). According to this puja-paddhati, on that day one should worship the following groups of five: 1) guru-pancaka (Sri Guru, Parama-guru, Paramesthiguru, Paratpar-guru, Paramparat-parguru); 2) acarya-pancaka (Sri Sukadeva, Ramanuja, Madhva, Visnusvami, Nimbaditya); 3) vyasa-pancaka (Sri Vedavyasa, Paila, Vaisampayana, Jaimini, and Sumanta); 4) sanakadi-pancaka (Sri Sanaka, Sanatkumara‚ Sanatana, Sanandana, and Visvaksena); 5) Krsna-pancaka, (Sri Krsna, Vasudeva, Sankarsana, Pradyumna, Aniruddha); 6) upasya-pancaka (Sri Radha, Krsna, Gaura, Gadadhara, Sri Gurudeva); and 7) panca-tattva (Sri Krsna Caitanya Mahaprabhu, Nityananda Prabhu, Advaita Acarya, Gadadhara Pandita, Srivasa Thakura).It is the supreme duty of Sri Gaudiya Sarasvata Vaisnavas to follow the Vyasa-puja paddhati used by Srila Prabhupada.” (Srila Bhakti Prajnana Kesava Gosvami Maharaja, His Life and Precepts).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304102781502978450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv1YJ-leZI/AAAAAAAAABw/cOM8ZZIZU-g/s320/P1230207.JPG" border="0" /&gt; In the morning of the Vyasa-puja itself, many preachers glorified Sri Guru. The one that really penetrated my heart was Sripad BV Muni Maharaja's glorification. Below is the excerpt of his speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Srila Gurudeva's angle of vision is very different from ours. When his disciple's heart is black with anarthas (unwanted things), Sri Guru looks at it as the River Kalindi flowing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the disciple's ego is so high as a mountain, Sri Guru looks at it as Giri Govardhan."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sripad BV Muni Maharaja's glorification may seem to be simple but it had all the ingredients for us to get a glimpse of that deep ocean that Sri Guru dwells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Perhaps one day in the near future, by the mercy of my most worshipable Srila Gurudeva, I may also realise this.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-5959840716676888989?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/5959840716676888989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=5959840716676888989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5959840716676888989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/5959840716676888989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/02/vyasa-puja-2009.html' title='Vyasa-Puja 2009'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/SZv3NeV3VXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/13BSNc9mZ-Q/s72-c/P1230199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1067024707948790810</id><published>2009-02-11T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:44:41.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth and Death'/><title type='text'>The Destination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Death is inevitable. Sometimes we see our friends and family members so alive and kicking. And the very next moment they are gone. But who has gone? It is the soul --- The driver of that body or human machine as some may call it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is not so important when we will go or leave the body. It is more important where we will be going. The soul transmigrates from as many as 8 million 400 thousand species of living entities. It is a vicious cycle of birth and death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some fools say it is nice to be born a swine and let someone slaughter them. Is it really the case? When one takes a swine's body, only then will it realise that fear of death or to be slaughtered are very terrifying experiences. Otherwise why do even animals show so much fear before being slaughtered?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As humans we must ponder about such matters. Or else we are nothing but two-legged animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But if a human-being as taken shelter of the Holy Name, heard Harikatha from a bona-fide spiritual master, then that soul is guaranteed to have a better human birth in his or her next life. And from there the soul will make more progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As Srila  Bhakti Rakshaka Sridhar Maharaja says, &lt;strong&gt;"The present is at our hand. We do not know about the future. We must try to use the time at hand to its best advantage. How is that? Associate with the saints and the scriptures."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The destination is what we must focus on. Back home, Back To Godhead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1067024707948790810?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1067024707948790810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1067024707948790810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1067024707948790810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1067024707948790810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/02/destination.html' title='The Destination'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-880711935239248105</id><published>2009-02-05T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:44:55.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Will of the Guru'/><title type='text'>The Best Reformers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakur used to say-"&lt;strong&gt;The only problem in this world is the lack&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;of Krsna Consciousness&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is definitely an urgent need for all to come into contact with Krsna. As long as we are in contact with the world of attachments, the further we are from the Supreme Personality of Godhead. Krsna being the Most Merciful has sent His beloved agents in the form of Gurus. It is the duty of every man to seek a higher truth to get out of their miseries. Therefore, the bona-fide gurus are the best reformers in society. One may build orphanages or hospitals but the real issue---the core of the problem, that is of the soul is not resolved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The great acaryas are not for political or social reforms. Their method is simply giving pure harikatha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Srila Bhaktivedanta Swami Maharaja sat under a tree in Thompson Square Park in New York. His pure chanting and harikatha turned hippies into happies. How is it possible? The power of Krsna-nama and Harikatha is so powerful that it can change the worst type of miscreant into a devotee of Krsna. Of this there is no doubt. It is the truth proclaimed by the sastras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The more we hear and serve Harikatha and Krsna-nama, the more attached we become to the lotus feet of Vaishnavas, Guru and the Divine Couple, Sri RadhaKrsna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-880711935239248105?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/880711935239248105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=880711935239248105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/880711935239248105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/880711935239248105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-reformers.html' title='The Best Reformers'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203157270192816007.post-1297505983444560073</id><published>2009-02-05T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:45:06.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Will of the Guru'/><title type='text'>Inquire Submissively From A Bona-fide Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nowadays there's so many bogus gurus. These self-professed 'saints' are only interested in making followers and collecting money. But a true sad-guru is indeed very rare. He honours all, be it a dog or an ant. Such a bona-fide guru is never afraid to carry out the instructions of his gurudeva and the entire guru-parampara as it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bogus gurus may try to stop their charge from hearing harikatha from a bona-fide personality, but a true bona-fide guru is never shaken and will rise high despite the so-called tidal wave or obstacles thrown in front of him. For he is truly a saint and has fully controlled Krsna with divine love. He is an uttama-bhagavata, a topmost devotee of the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tad viddhi pranipatena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pariprasnena sevaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;upadeksyanti te jnanam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;jnanimas tattva-darsinah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                            (Bhagavad-gita, 4.34)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Just try to learn the truth by approaching a spiritual master. Inquire from him submissively and render service unto him. The self-realized soul can impart knowledge unto you because he has seen the truth."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4203157270192816007-1297505983444560073?l=shukasari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/feeds/1297505983444560073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4203157270192816007&amp;postID=1297505983444560073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1297505983444560073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4203157270192816007/posts/default/1297505983444560073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shukasari.blogspot.com/2009/02/inquire-submissively-from-bona-fide.html' title='Inquire Submissively From A Bona-fide Guru'/><author><name>Ashalata dasi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17432981857166213990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SThIrcx3De8/TANMF8hl14I/AAAAAAAAAJk/jtNGzUW6y_4/S220/Krishna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
