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Thank you Sripad Giriraja Swami for the beautiful remembrances of Srila Prabhupada. As we have just celebrated Sri Radhastami, the idea of compassion has been on our minds. Srimati Radharani is the very embodiment of that quality. Sri Ramananda Raya describes how she takes her morning bath in the nectar of that compassion. Our acaryas have written that Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu incarnated as a result of becoming subordinate to His own tender compassion.
Our Srila Prabhupada was a living example of that quality and your wonderful recollections help me to realize how he was constantly instructing us in this quality in the most simple, yet sublime ways. Your talk is very inspiring.
Comment Posted By BV Vaikhanas Maharaj On 06.09.2011 @ 16:59
Hare Krishna Syamasundara prabhu,
I am the Janardana that was in Bombay with you at the time. The car incident was quite colorful. We had all been cooped up in the temple compound for many days. Gauranga prabhu and I were a bit restless as we were used to going out every day in the car. One afternoon, things had calmed down a bit and we decided to go over to Santa Cruz for a fresh juice. This was one of the few nutritional supplements available to us at the time and as Westerners, we took advantage of the opportunity when we could.
To be on the safe side, we decided to go by the road behind the temple, which was a narrow raised dirt road surrounded on both sides by swamp. As we turned on to the road, I noticed that is was quite a bit more crowded than usual and that there was a large crowd carrying signs and chanting slogans moving towards us. I was driving one of the temple’s Ambassador cars and crept ahead slowly. As we got a little closer, we saw that the crowd all wore black headbands and carried sticks and signs. The signs were written in Hindi and said things like “Kill the Hare Krsna murderers!!!” The crowd was chanting similar slogans. YIKES!!!
Time to reverse direction. The road was too narrow to make a u-turn and there were too many people to back up easily. Suddenly, the leader of the mob saw us in the car. Leaping in the air and waving his stick, he exhorted his buddies to charge us, and charge they did. In an instant our car was surrounded by rioters on three sides. I was driving and on the right side and had placed the car close to the side of the road, so no one was bothering me. But front, back and left side were being rocked and pounded. Soon arms were reaching in and clawing at poor Gauranga. I was kind of stupefied and was just staring with my mouth open, feeling like I was in a strange movie. But Gauranga was quite present to the moment, as you would expect if a few hundred people were trying to drag you out of the car and rip you limb from limb.
“DRIVE!!! GET OUT OF HERE!!!!” Oh yeah!! So I revved that little car up and popped the clutch. When you have an old diesel engine that was rated at about 30 hp, you don’t get much oomph. But we started moving, slowly, really really slowly. But it was enough. The crowd began to part, the arms fell away from Gauranga’s face and we made our escape, the crowd easily dodging our car. - OOPS- no more space to write. Haribol
Comment Posted By BV Vaikhanas Maharaj On 25.08.2011 @ 17:01