5th oct '07:
It was 11:30 in the night and I heard my phone bell......for a few minutes i thought its because im suffering from Ringxiety but then when my sister told me to get the phone i knew it definetly WAS ringing.......
Everyone was sleeping at my house and all they could hear was me shouting on the top of my voice...:
"kya?(what?)
mandir?(temple?)
subeh subeh?(early morning?)
saat baje?(at 7?)"
so it was my friend....as we had just finished our exams she wanted to go to the iskon temple in the morning at 7......and she wanted me to come as well......After her threatening me and shouting at me I finally had to agree to go with her......
6th oct'07 6:30 am:
((((((RING RING RING RING RINg RING))))))))))))
Yup.....no ringxiety this time also.....it was my friend who knew i wont get up......
"goodmorning"she said as i stupidly was hoping that she would not smell my bad breath...
"go and have a bath...ill be there in half an hour"she said before slamming the reciever....
so i got readywith one of the few traditional clothes i have!!!
She came home at 7 (sharp).....I wanted to bash her head for waking me up at 7 on a lazy saturday morning ....but i tried to divert my mind and told her"nice shoes"......"thanx..!"she said as her face lit up.........So i took my tvs scooty and sped off(with a helmet)...she had called another friend of mine too.....
after managing to save our vehicles from a cow and cyclists we finally reached the iskon temple in ahmedabad....oh did i mention the dogs that were chasing us on the road...?
nevermind.
As we enter the temple I was amazed by its infrastructure.....the carvings and inscriptions on it are simply beautiful....the tunes of the drums,manjira,flute,"hare rama hare krishna",filled the air.......
Statues of radha and krishna were being decorated with flowers......the devotees mostly consisted of foreigners......and suddenly i felt some more pride in being an Indian... A man was singing devotional songs on the mike....the music was amazing....Almost all people were dancing except the 3 of us who were standing at a deserted corner looking at people....after the bhajan as we went to take the prasad a russian lady clad in a saree told us not to..."first men then woman...woman last"she said in a totally russian accent....
After the bhajan she asked us if we were students..."yes"...we replied...her name was Ishwari and she was a devotee since 10 years.....She told us she used to live in russia,completed her university and got inspired by the devotees in the temples there.....My friend was very curious to know more and so she went on telling us to read the bhagwat gita and mahabharat etc....
One of the things that set me back was why are girls not allowed to come and take the prasad first????Even the bell cannot be rung by ladies at the time of arti....now wat kind of a discrimination is that????
Its great to know that people are attracted to the cultures of our country and leave everything and live here....
As we stepped out of the temple,my friends curiosity levels rising,the only curiosity i had was was whether my shoes were still outside the temple..........
there they were!!!as i sat down to wear them ,my friends shoes?"(yes the ones that i said were good) were missing.........
yes she did blame me that it was my "buri nazar"that lead to her stolen shoes....
In short it was a beautiful and lively temple.......
the only thing u have to keep in mind while visiting is To feel the music and the songs, to check out the art,sculptures,statues ...you can also buy books in the temple.....
And yes PHOTOGRAPHY OR VIDEOGRAPHY is Not allowed inside the temple....(i learnt it the hard way!!)
and the last advice is to only wear old shoes to the temple......(with the risk of being repetitive!!)
:)
jay shri krushn...
aavjo...
asHwIni...