I walked out of the building alone and all I could say to myself was: “I am a devotee of Krishna.” I had no success and when failure comes around I’m always reminded of my identity. This week has been one of intense turmoil. All emotions were flying through my veins. It seemed like someone had injected a fresh shot of goods and bads.
But the time has come for a new chapter. Pick up my sadhana where I left it and to go straight forward. Without any distractions. Hinduism and modernity can be hard to integrate at times, but I think more often that it is our attachments we’re are facing and not so much a cultural or spiritual identity. We are wise enough to distinguish between India and Vaisnavism.
And for those who are not, I say good luck with adapting yourself culturally and psychologically. For me dealing with the psychological part can be hard enough. But it is rewarding as it affords us a place in this world where we can be ourselves.

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