Down Govardhan Parikram Lane :)

This morning, after bathing my sweethearts, I began rubbing my Mottu with ghee. His dust came off in my hands. As I put His sweet smelling dust to my head, a wave of emotion overcame me. Thinking back, I remembered my first and only time performing Govardhan parikrama. It was the middle of the night in during the hottest time of the year. And lucky me made it during Purusottam Mas, a very auspicious and favored time of our dear Krsna. Half way through parikram, my feet were blistered and bleeding as the torn dhoti shreds lent by my guide and friend of my prabhu were untying and falling of constantly. I continued on thinking of how lucky I was. Determined, yet slow, I completed parikram and stopped at Radha Kund. Taking a few drops in my mouth and filling a Bisleri bottle full of Radharani’s mercy, I was fully satisfied.
My bird’s loud squawk brought me back from my memory and while looking into Mottu’s face I cried and begged Him to take me back. I knew that He missed Braj as much as I did. I don’t understand why He was still here. Why He has not gone back already and taken me with Him. Every day I look at photos of Govindajiu, every day I think of Madan Mohan’s lotus feet, every day I miss the sweet smiling face of Radharamanjiu. I wonder when I will be able to go back to Damodar Mandir and do parikram. When will Gokulanand melt my heart with His sweetness? When will I see Shyam’s lotus eyes amidst His beautiful black face? I pray again and again that He may take me back to Braja Dham. I pray that by worshipping Giriraj I will always be able to find my way there again!