Nama Hatta on New Year's Day

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.

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.

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.

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.

Srila Gurudev often says that preaching is for us to develop. By preaching we may get many insights and realisations.

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.

Really it does not matter whether there were 2 people or 20 people. Most importantly, whether I progress and make that change from within.

As far as I'm concerned it was a good program and I can't wait for the next one.

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