We arrived at 2.15am in Sri Vrindavana Dham. It was still, calm and quiet; a timeless place, unchanged in essence, ever-exuding spiritual potency. We bowed in the dust, walked to our room, and contemplated snoozing after a round-the-clock journey. At this early hour, however, Vrindavana wakes up – lights switch on, water taps start running, bells begin ringing, and sadhus set off on their daily rounds. Since we’ve come to capture the Vrindavana spirit, we decide to run with the local schedule. A quick bucket bath, and straight out to do what everyone does at dawn.
Increasing Intensity
Increasing Intensity
Increasing Intensity
We arrived at 2.15am in Sri Vrindavana Dham. It was still, calm and quiet; a timeless place, unchanged in essence, ever-exuding spiritual potency. We bowed in the dust, walked to our room, and contemplated snoozing after a round-the-clock journey. At this early hour, however, Vrindavana wakes up – lights switch on, water taps start running, bells begin ringing, and sadhus set off on their daily rounds. Since we’ve come to capture the Vrindavana spirit, we decide to run with the local schedule. A quick bucket bath, and straight out to do what everyone does at dawn.