Vrindavana, India
Good
Doctor!
Our boys from our troupe nicknamed him,
“Dr. Pain.” With the acrobatic nature of
some of the moves made by our actors, some minor injuries came our way. And so the person called to address sprains
and spasms is someone who’s quite expert in the field of acupressure. His name is Bilvamangal Krishnadas, but more
affectionately everyone refers to him as Dr. Pain.
I had my turn. The gain I’ve received from Dr. Pain is
incredible. Oh, he knows how to make you
hurt. He’s got all the sensitive spots
down. He presses. And hard.
Thank God, he tackled my knees which have been an aggravation since New
Year’s Eve.
I’m practically relieved of the limp I’ve
been struggling with. I can now believe that
my walking will be done more easily. And
soon I’ll go back to Canada where, frankly, it can be more easily done. Walking in Vrindavan is not a piece of
cake. Traffic—oh boy.
Dr. Pain also left me with some stretches
to perform on a daily basis. I'm truly
grateful to Dr. Pain.
Now back to Vrindavana—this holy land. It is somewhat challenging to get around
here. Motorbikes, cars, rickshaws,
tractors and all man-made conveyances occupy the roads. And then there’s the monkeys. Hold onto your goods! They are fast and they love to ransom. Plus dogs, cows and sows roam every which
way, and everywhere.
But there are some nice improvements in the
temple courtyards and the buildings are well maintained.
Visiting Krishna’s domain, here in Vrindavana,
is worth some pain.
May the Source be with you!
4.2 km
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