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Krsna Culture on Tour by Nitya Trpta Devi Dasi

Mar 1, 1991 | Nitya Trpta Devi Dasi, Romanian Breakthrough, Volume-25 Number-02

March /April, 1990 TWO OR THREE times a year at the Hare Krsna farm in the Bavarian Forest of Germany, the four devotees who make up the Gauranga Bhajana Band* get ready for a tour. [*The Gauranga Bhajana Band will tour Poland in May for thirteen days.] Till last... read more

Romanian Vignettes by Suhotra Swami

Mar 1, 1991 | Romanian Breakthrough, Suhotra Swami, Volume-25 Number-02

Romanians and Czechs dance to the holy names of Krsna. December 1989: Jarna, Sweden SPELLBOUND, I watch the satellite TV news with Kirtiraja Prabhu, ISKCON's Governing Body representative for Eastern Europe. We're sitting in the apartment of... read more

Project Profile

Mar 1, 1991 | Project Profile, Volume-25 Number-02

Here's a Krsna conscious project you might like to support or get involved in. We'll tell you what the goals are, who's involved, what's going on, what's blocking the way, and how you can give a hand. Project Manor Youth... read more

Every Town & Village, Volume-25 Number-02, 1991

Mar 1, 1991 | Every Town & Village, Volume-25 Number-02

The worldwide activities of the International Society for Krishna Consciousness (ISKCON) World News North America The Bhaktivedanta Book Trust has published four new books by Srila Prabhupada. The Journey of Self-Discovery and A Second... read more

Krsna’s Kind Solution: Train Calves, Don’t Eat Them! by Suresvara Dasa

Mar 1, 1991 | Suresvara Dasa, Varnasrama—Simple Living, High Thinking, Volume-25 Number-02

BIR KRSNA THE CALF loves coconut fudge, and Sita the teamstress knows it. Her pockets bulge with the sweet as she and Bir walk to the training ring. Today the calf will learn his first call: "Get up!" The earth is soft from the recent rain. Sita carries a... read more

Another Coat of Fiction by Dvarakadhisa Devi Dasi

Mar 1, 1991 | Dvarakadhisa Devi Dasi, The Vedic Observer, Volume-25 Number-02

THE ELDERLY WOMAN was bent over, not so much by age as by the weight of an enormous pile of books stacked between her arms. "Whew!" she said to me, heaving the books onto the counter at the library where I work. She brushed back a silvery wisp of hair from... read more