This is a picture of a man pedaling a his tricycle towards a Hare Krishna temple.

When you’re a tourist and you visit a temple in India, its enchanting, you know, you have a “ohhhh I’m in a place of worship, a place sacred to this people” – kind-of feeling.

That’s not the same as when you live right next to the temple and they chant

hare krishna, hare krishna; krishna krishna, hare hare”

all through the day, so that even when they don’t at night, you can still hear it ringing in your head. Whenever a festival draws near, you get sad. Whenever you have exams the next day, and have to do an all-nighter, that’s when they celebrate the birth of Krishna.

I’m happy to have the opportunity to experience something like this, but sometimes, I just wish it didn’t have to happen every time.

p.s: The Akshay Patra Foundation helps feed children across Rajasthan. Every morning, even before the rising of the sun, young men are dispatched in vans to take food and supplies to children across the state. I don’t how they get rewarded.


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