May 1, 1992 | Lessons from the Road, Satsvarupa Dasa Goswami, Volume-26 Number-03
I AM IN VANDAVANA. It is night. The pigeons are roosting, crickets chirping. A man is intoning some sastra, fulfilling a vow by broadcasting scripture under the distant stars. They stand as cold witnesses. I want to complain that I am being forced to stay...
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