There is a common hymn sung in many Hindu temple that goes as follows: guru brahma guru vishnu, guru devo maheshvara, guru sakshat param brahma, tasmai shri guruve namaha. Most people have no understanding of these words, but in essence … Continue reading
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In the eyes of the Dallas temple Kama Nagari and I were married on the day that the notice appeared on the community board. May 25th, 1975 comes to mind. Later we bought a car and drove to Miami where … Continue reading
Here are some things you should never do: ask a girl to marry you after only two weeks, buy a car and spend all of your money to drive 2500 kilometers across the country to meet her family, get married … Continue reading
“It’s faith in something and enthusiasm for something that makes a life worth living.”* I grew up in Canada as the oldest of two sons. My brother John is three and a half years younger. Considering that I became a … Continue reading
I remember the day well. It was the 14th of May, 1975 when I boarded my first jet plane. Iwas bound for Dallas Texas and this was my first trip out of the country. In those days ISKCON had just … Continue reading
Even though I attended the Toronto Krishna temple regularly, a lot actually, I never joined the temple. In fact, I never fully joined Krishna Consciousness even in later years. Part of me always remained in the outside world. When I was 18, … Continue reading
Toronto is a great city in which to grow up. Every culture on this planet is represented on the streets, buses and subways. Consequently, its universities reflect the cosmopolitan nature of the city. Of all the universities, the University of … Continue reading
My parent’s home was in a suburb of Toronto and the temple was downtown. That was a distance of 35 kilometers. To reach the temple I would walk two kilometers from my home to the subway station and then take … Continue reading
Like my father, my mother was born in Toronto Canada, only one year earlier in 1923. She was named after Queen Victoria. In Canada, the 24th of May is a national holiday called Victoria Day. To me it was mother’s … Continue reading
Wednesday, October 27, 2004 Rain in the desert is mystical. To the west there is a silvery mist floating off the mountains. My eyes can just pierce the fog enough to see snow. To the east I face vast open … Continue reading