VVVVVVVVVVVmmmmmmmmmmm.........it was a really low hum, i
looked all around the little hill, standing on the topmost crest.I stopped my hum of chanting and also tried stopping in my tracks to find out the source of the far-buzzing-low-hum.I just couldnt. I then tried concentrating more, with my ears up and eyes on the ground.
Theeeeeeere!!! The little sunken places on the rock seemed carpeted beautifully with little plants bearing flowers of different shades. And what else can you expect, the bees feasted on the nectar, collecting as much as they could, and so many bees all around all over the area was creating this low humming buzzz!
It was 6 'O' clock in the morning, with the sky scattered in bits n pieces of clouds. The soil and plants around were still wet from the rainy night.
The trees and hills in the distance seemed heavenly, with the misty look. And there was the reddish huuuggee SUN rising in the horizon, with parrots flying by in the sky, the bul-buls chatting, different birds chirping in the bushes and the calling of the peacocks in the distant trees.
I was strolling along the small rocky hill, moving each bead as i chanted on. It was a really pleasant experience at "Nanda Gokulam", a farm community around 65 Km from Hyderabad, India. This project, a brainchild of Madhav Gopinath prabhu, who is materially childless, is not just a farm community, but also a haven for a budding Gurukul with 12 kids now.
Like any village surrounded by forest n fields, even this place has wild flora and fauna, like Monitor lizards, snakes and scorpions, but the splendour of the place gave me a feel of vraja bhumi, Vrndavan, with peacocks calling every evening n morning. The kids were quite interested to learn Mrdanga, and i felt priviledged to teach a 4 year old kid also, Narayan;probably the youngest i have ever taught.LOL
looked all around the little hill, standing on the topmost crest.I stopped my hum of chanting and also tried stopping in my tracks to find out the source of the far-buzzing-low-hum.I just couldnt. I then tried concentrating more, with my ears up and eyes on the ground.
Theeeeeeere!!! The little sunken places on the rock seemed carpeted beautifully with little plants bearing flowers of different shades. And what else can you expect, the bees feasted on the nectar, collecting as much as they could, and so many bees all around all over the area was creating this low humming buzzz!
It was 6 'O' clock in the morning, with the sky scattered in bits n pieces of clouds. The soil and plants around were still wet from the rainy night.
The trees and hills in the distance seemed heavenly, with the misty look. And there was the reddish huuuggee SUN rising in the horizon, with parrots flying by in the sky, the bul-buls chatting, different birds chirping in the bushes and the calling of the peacocks in the distant trees.
I was strolling along the small rocky hill, moving each bead as i chanted on. It was a really pleasant experience at "Nanda Gokulam", a farm community around 65 Km from Hyderabad, India. This project, a brainchild of Madhav Gopinath prabhu, who is materially childless, is not just a farm community, but also a haven for a budding Gurukul with 12 kids now.
Like any village surrounded by forest n fields, even this place has wild flora and fauna, like Monitor lizards, snakes and scorpions, but the splendour of the place gave me a feel of vraja bhumi, Vrndavan, with peacocks calling every evening n morning. The kids were quite interested to learn Mrdanga, and i felt priviledged to teach a 4 year old kid also, Narayan;probably the youngest i have ever taught.LOL
Sri Guru Gouranga vijeyatam
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