I stepped out of the campus where we live, to cross the road and catch a bus. Yes, sounds simple and mundane. But it was not. The city corporation is building a metro, and the road is dug up everywhere with junk strewn helter-skelter and no footpath. I looked up at the sky in exasperation, “What is going on in our country?” My eyes missed the heavens and caught a billboard.
Join “Anand Utsav” – “A Festival of sweet Bliss” it proclaimed. A revered spiritual teacher would be giving discourses on the Gita (a Holy Book in Hinduism) at the end of August. I started smiling thinking of the Gita and my Beloved Lord, the one who gave the Gita to us all.
With renewed strength I set off to cross the road, maneuvering adroitly between an auto rickshaw and a motorcycle and then sliding in front of a truck and behind a station wagon. I reached the other side, feeling like a war hero.
But the bus, where was it?
There were no buses in sight.
I turned around vexed and noticed a cloth banner flying at a short distance. “Janmashtami Celebration, Palace Grounds, Bangalore.” It had a wondrous picture of baby Krishna in the middle.
(Translation for my global friends – Think of a huge banner saying – Christmas celebrations with a magical picture of infant Christ on it.)
I turned around and still no bus. But a feeling of blessedness descended upon me.
Blessed to be in a land where God dances in the billboards.
And in my heart.
Sri Krishna Sharanam Mama
108 day Vow: Day 105