Saturday, May 22, 2010

Divine Intervention in my Life!



Not completely though, yet to quite an extent. That’s what I call my family trip to Vrindavan couple of weeks back.

The idea crossed my mind one hot weekend to plan a long drive in my car (it was Shabbo’s first long drive too!) to Vrindavan. My folks, always keen in spending hot summers at home, were as usual reluctant due to excessive heat, but to my utter surprise, soon they packed for a go!

So here we started off to a 150 kms journey unknown.. we left not too early in the morning and being a weekend we didn’t get much traffic congestion. The route was relatively smooth but the temperature was rising. We had a journey break at ‘Apni Haveli’ in Srinagar. Post a decent lunch & rest, it took not more than 50 minutes from the toll to reach our destination.. the land of the bliss - Vrindavan.

Vrindavan. A place said to be illuminated by myriad moons of spiritual ecstasy. Cooled by the sweet nectar of divine love, it is full of desire trees and several hosts of madly cooing birds. And whose heart will not run to ‘Radhe Krishna’, who enjoys interminable transcendental distraction in the expanse.

We acclimatized with a holy visit to Katyani Devi Mandir in Radha bagh. It was so tranquil that we spent the entire afternoon there. It was actually like unearthing your soul. By the sunset, we moved further to explore the divinity of the place. Banke Bihari Mandir was crammed full beyond our expectations. Yet the theology of the site was worth experiencing. The embellishment of mogra & rose buds that are said to be done on a daily basis was irreplaceable. Done with the darshans, we re-energized ourselves with famous chilled sweet lassi. After some casual shopping, we proceeded towards MVT where we had our night stay. The lodge being right next to the ISKON Temple gave an impressive feel, as ‘Hare Rama, Hare Krishna’ purred from a distance. But the unpolluted, undisturbed place and exhausting past day, made us retire for the day early.

Day 2 morning had a serene essence. The MVT property itself was titivated attractively. The artifacts used around were virtuous. The visit to ISKON was full of quintessential mysticism. The prasad was as enjoyable as the sanctified ‘Hare Krishna’ ambiance. But my heart was pounding for a charming, Katrina Kaif look alike devotee who’s invigorating smile left me stimulated. I deemed my trip was an accomplishment.

We left the place with a consecrated impression that would surely make us return soon for more saintly rejuvenation.

Tou Bolo Radhe Radhe!