Our little group made a curious sight for the local villagers: though clad in traditional Vedic attire—dhoti and kurta—we had red sports-cap on. We security volunteers wore them to distinguish ourselves from the other pilgrims during this pilgrimage to Vrindavan.
Rice paddies stretched out on all sides. We scurried—one behind the other—along the narrow bank that enclosed the swampy paddy fields, heading towards Malhar Kund way ahead of Radhanath Swami and the other thousand-odd pilgrims. Before they arrived there we had to search out a suitable location for Radhanath Swami to sit and discourse, amidst Malhar Kund’s rural landscape.
Upon arriving at Malhar Kund we found it picturesque. The ponds there radiated serenity; the trees swayed as if in spiritual ecstasy; and the oasis-like feel of the place was enhanced by the treeless fields in the vicinity. But we also found the soupy mud that carpeted the earth and the noon sun that scorched the air inescapable. After desperately meandering around and after much deliberation, we finalized a spot—a little hard ground shaded by trees—for Radhanath Swami to sit and discourse.
After a while the pilgrims headed by Radhanath Swami arrived. Walking up to Radhanath Swami we directed him to our chosen spot. But after brief contemplation Radhanath Swami walked away into the blazing sun and sat on the muddy ground to discourse; he sat facing our chosen spot. Naturally, some of his audience now had to occupy the spot that was chosen for him.
Radhanath Swami tolerated the sun and the swamp, while he discoursed for hours to his audience, at least some of whom fitted in the comfort of the shade and the hard ground of the chosen spot.
–Mr. Abhay Poarekar