in proportion to the scale Janmashtami is celebrated in the divine flutist's homeland, Colombo's ISKCON centre had only a parade that took a ebony skinned kid decked up as the divine flutist taken in a made up chariot. There was also makeshift Radha sitting cosily beside him, the passing chariot made me smile, reminding me of the hundreds of paintings I had seen on the inner ceiling of ISKCON Bangalore and Mumbai....Nobody and Nothing can come closer to the charm that the real flutist possess. Unlike in the streets of Mumbai there was no customary games of being the first
reaching for the pot of milk hung on a higher plane. The ambience was not as fun as it was in Krishna country but the fact that Janmashtami was still celebrated was nice in a way. I yearn for the day I can get to stand on the bank of river Yamuna and absorb the whole episode.
Until then I can only conclude by saying if there is a synonym for charm it is Krishna period.
Govinda Jaya Jaya
