January 8, 2012
I had been wanting to go to India for a few years, even before I came to know about the Krishna Consciousness Movement. The first time I heard of Mayapur was in my first conversation with a devotee on the street. He was a sankirtan devotee who had given me a book by Srila Prabhupada. Later, from the book Krishna I learned about Vrindavan.
At first this town was like some hypothetical place for me, where fairy tales happen. Until one hot summer day, when I got stuck in traffic on my way home, and all around me were metal cars, asphalt, huge buildings with shining glass windows. All of this was almost melting from heat and smoke. That is when a picture came to my mind of Krishna and the cowherd boys grazing cows in the forest.
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January 8, 2012
The bodies of widows who die in government-run shelter homes in Vrindavan are taken away by sweepers at night, cut into pieces, put into jute bags and disposed of as the institutions do not have any provision for a decent funeral. This, too, is done only after the inmates give money to the sweeper! This shocking fact has come to light in a survey by the District Legal Services Authority (DLSA) on the “Plight of Forsaken/Forlorn Women — Old and Widows Living in Vrindavan and Radius.”
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