Grab tight when time passes by. I wake up and go to sleep. No need to count the sheep jumping over the fence, while counting the remaining days is easier. I’m reading about the holy dham. I’m trying to get into the mood of a pilgrim. During the day analyzing mortgages and counting. I’m not bringing my measuring stick to Vrindavana as it is said that it’s spiritual dimensions cannot be measured. This is such a western way. To calculate and control. To define something so we can hold it within our fist and to grab it tightly. Still, time will pass like sand slipping from our fist. What to do? Become a pilgrim.

“dhana-yauvana-jivana-rajya-sukham
na hi nityam anuksana-nasa-param
tyaja-gramya-katha-sakalam viphalam
bhaja godruma-kanana-kunja-vidhum”

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