Guest guest Posted October 3, 2007 Report Share Posted October 3, 2007 Ha Ha! This was no little Vrindavan monkey, THIS was King KONG of Varshana. Eventually the local Vrajavasis poisoned (killed) that monstor. Ramesh said it was worst he ever saw in 60 years there. He is STILL there if you want an " avadhuta " guru. But I prepare you, he's a highly evolved Vaishava, and advaitavad never even crosses his mind. His address is Maan Mandira (above Gavarvan), Varshana, UP, India Best wishes, Richard sacred-objects , Abhishek Dutta <benarsibabu wrote: > > Yes Sir, The monkeys of Vrindawana are exceptionally naughty. They have a special fancy towards Eye Glasses. Once on my way to Keshi Ghat i found that they had singled me out for special attention. The acharya at Jugal Kishore Temple told me to remove my pair of eye glasses & it worked wonders. They lost interest in me... > > A very close shave for you indeed... > > Well I need to share this. Their is an ancient Bhairava Dev Temple in Old Fort (The Remains of Indraprastha), in Central Delhi. Now as we all know that the Bhakta's carry " Madira " , which is offered to the deity & then subsequently distributed as Prasada. A pack of Monkeys has developed a fancy for the unique Prasada, & they have mouthful. & Then you should watch their Play. Infact i have gently slapped an oversized inebriated monkey & he seemed to enjoy it a lot. They lie in small but shady mangrove nearby & do sumersaults & even animated breakdance. > > a drunk money is anyday better than a drunk human > > Best Wishes > > > > > > Richard Shaw Brown <rsbj66 wrote: > CHAPTER 105: Varshana's Killer Monkey > > It's the morning and, as usual, I'm sitting at the feet of Gurudev, > listening to his advice. `After Nandagram you should go to Varshana and > visit Rameshji at Maan mandira. You remember from parikrama?' > > `Yes Gurudev, I stayed with him a few times already. He is such a good > singer.' > > After a bumpy bus ride I finally get off at the foot of Sri ji Mandira > in Varshana. The panoramic temple is pictured on the cover of this > book. The bus roars off in a cloud of carbon monoxide and I start to > walk toward Gavarvan, my favorite place in the whole world. > > At the top of Brahma Hill, behind the Sriji Temple, is the sacred > Temple of Anger, Maan Mandira. Later that day, I'm sitting on the dirt > floor of Maan Mandira talking with Ramesh Babaji. Ramesh wears only a > loincloth. He has just blown my mind. > > `Big killer monkey?' I gasp. > > `Yes, yes!' he warns me. `You must beware! My old mother was bitten. > Now she is in Koshi hospital. This monkey is mad! And he is > bloodthirsty – so dangerous. Did you see the wound on Shaki Charan's > shoulder? It looks like a lion bite; so many stitches.' > > Macho me, I put on a brave face: `Gulp!' > > Ramesh continues the horror story: `The Vrajavasis want my permission > to poison, but I cannot agree. They may do as they please. I was > attacked but I drove him away somehow. You must be very careful when > going downstairs to bathe. He may attack.' > > I'm thinking, if you consider this monkey dangerous then you should see > my friggen high school in Riverside, dude! But what I say is, `Ulp! > I'll be careful.' > > At the foot of Varshana Hill and below Maan Mandira is a small bathing > pond named Krishna Kunda. It's early the next morning and I've finished > bathing and mantra meditation and I'm ready to return back up the hill. > I wave to the local children who all know me. They come running over > and hand me me a staff-like spear that is sharp at one end. > > `Yeeaah danda lea-jya!' (Here, take this spear), the kids offer with > big smiles all around. > > I take the spear and thank the boys. `Bahu dhanyavad!' (Thanks a lot!). > All the kids just giggle. > > I start walking up the stone steps to the hilltop temple of Maan > mandira. It is deathly quiet. The hill has dark green forest on both > sides of the stone stairway winding back up to the top. The silence > gives me an uneasy feeling, but by the time I'm about halfway up I > start to feel more confident. Suddenly though, all the monkeys start > shrieking and shaking the trees. I quickly look around and spot the > dreaded killer monkey bounding toward me at full speed. > > I raise my spear just in time as it stops the big monkey just three > meters in front of me. Whoa! This monkey is twice as big as any other > monkey I've seen, and he's ready to pounce. He bares his fangs and > hisses like he really hates my guts. I'm thinking where's that bloody > Magic Lamp from Watts? Can't find it again. Bummer! > > I'm shaking inside. Face to face with death. A standoff. Slowly I start > to walk backwards up the steps. The killer monkey follows, ready to > jump. I walk up a few more steps and the monkey continues to follow. > Man, this is bad! > > Then, I hear the voices of the local kids below as they come running, > shouting, `May aoungaa, may aoungaa!' (We're coming, we're coming). The > huge monkey glares at me, then looks at the kids running up the steps, > then suddenly bounds away, back into the forest. Seeing my chance I > turn and run up the steps. I burst into the courtyard of Maan Mandira, > holding my pounding heart, and breathing hard. > > `Woah! Krishna!' I gasp. `Wow!' > > Ramesh comes striding over. `So, you saw our demon?' he says with a big > grin. `Ah! Krishna's boys have saved you!' > > No doubt about it. > > Send instant messages to your online friends http://uk.messenger. > > > > > > > Chat on a cool, new interface. 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Guest guest Posted October 4, 2007 Report Share Posted October 4, 2007 Richard Sir, Thanks so much, I shall make it a point to meet Rameshji, I have been upto Kokila Vana but never to Barsana. But this December I shall go to the Birthplace of Shree Braja Raseshwari Ma Radha. If Rameshji so wills, together we shall chant the sweet name of the Lord... Thanks Abhishek Richard Shaw-Brown <rsbj66 wrote: Ha Ha! This was no little Vrindavan monkey, THIS was King KONG of Varshana. Eventually the local Vrajavasis poisoned (killed) that monstor. Ramesh said it was worst he ever saw in 60 years there. He is STILL there if you want an "avadhuta" guru. But I prepare you, he's a highly evolved Vaishava, and advaitavad never even crosses his mind. His address is Maan Mandira (above Gavarvan), Varshana, UP, IndiaBest wishes,Richardsacred-objects , Abhishek Dutta <benarsibabu wrote:>> Yes Sir, The monkeys of Vrindawana are exceptionally naughty. They have a special fancy towards Eye Glasses. Once on my way to Keshi Ghat i found that they had singled me out for special attention. The acharya at Jugal Kishore Temple told me to remove my pair of eye glasses & it worked wonders. They lost interest in me...> > A very close shave for you indeed...> > Well I need to share this. Their is an ancient Bhairava Dev Temple in Old Fort (The Remains of Indraprastha), in Central Delhi. Now as we all know that the Bhakta's carry "Madira", which is offered to the deity & then subsequently distributed as Prasada. A pack of Monkeys has developed a fancy for the unique Prasada, & they have mouthful. & Then you should watch their Play. Infact i have gently slapped an oversized inebriated monkey & he seemed to enjoy it a lot. They lie in small but shady mangrove nearby & do sumersaults & even animated breakdance. > > a drunk money is anyday better than a drunk human> > Best Wishes > > > > > > Richard Shaw Brown <rsbj66 wrote:> CHAPTER 105: Varshana's Killer Monkey> > It's the morning and, as usual, I'm sitting at the feet of Gurudev,> listening to his advice. `After Nandagram you should go to Varshana and> visit Rameshji at Maan mandira. You remember from parikrama?' > > `Yes Gurudev, I stayed with him a few times already. He is such a good> singer.'> > After a bumpy bus ride I finally get off at the foot of Sri ji Mandira> in Varshana. The panoramic temple is pictured on the cover of this> book. The bus roars off in a cloud of carbon monoxide and I start to> walk toward Gavarvan, my favorite place in the whole world.> > At the top of Brahma Hill, behind the Sriji Temple, is the sacred> Temple of Anger, Maan Mandira. Later that day, I'm sitting on the dirt> floor of Maan Mandira talking with Ramesh Babaji. Ramesh wears only a> loincloth. He has just blown my mind. > > `Big killer monkey?' I gasp. > > `Yes, yes!' he warns me. `You must beware! My old mother was bitten.> Now she is in Koshi hospital. This monkey is mad! And he is> bloodthirsty – so dangerous. Did you see the wound on Shaki Charan's> shoulder? It looks like a lion bite; so many stitches.'> > Macho me, I put on a brave face: `Gulp!'> > Ramesh continues the horror story: `The Vrajavasis want my permission> to poison, but I cannot agree. They may do as they please. I was> attacked but I drove him away somehow. You must be very careful when> going downstairs to bathe. He may attack.'> > I'm thinking, if you consider this monkey dangerous then you should see> my friggen high school in Riverside, dude! But what I say is, `Ulp!> I'll be careful.'> > At the foot of Varshana Hill and below Maan Mandira is a small bathing> pond named Krishna Kunda. It's early the next morning and I've finished> bathing and mantra meditation and I'm ready to return back up the hill.> I wave to the local children who all know me. They come running over> and hand me me a staff-like spear that is sharp at one end. > > `Yeeaah danda lea-jya!' (Here, take this spear), the kids offer with> big smiles all around. > > I take the spear and thank the boys. `Bahu dhanyavad!' (Thanks a lot!).> All the kids just giggle.> > I start walking up the stone steps to the hilltop temple of Maan> mandira. It is deathly quiet. The hill has dark green forest on both> sides of the stone stairway winding back up to the top. The silence> gives me an uneasy feeling, but by the time I'm about halfway up I> start to feel more confident. Suddenly though, all the monkeys start> shrieking and shaking the trees. I quickly look around and spot the> dreaded killer monkey bounding toward me at full speed.> > I raise my spear just in time as it stops the big monkey just three> meters in front of me. Whoa! This monkey is twice as big as any other> monkey I've seen, and he's ready to pounce. He bares his fangs and> hisses like he really hates my guts. I'm thinking where's that bloody> Magic Lamp from Watts? Can't find it again. Bummer!> > I'm shaking inside. Face to face with death. A standoff. Slowly I start> to walk backwards up the steps. The killer monkey follows, ready to> jump. I walk up a few more steps and the monkey continues to follow.> Man, this is bad!> > Then, I hear the voices of the local kids below as they come running,> shouting, `May aoungaa, may aoungaa!' (We're coming, we're coming). The> huge monkey glares at me, then looks at the kids running up the steps,> then suddenly bounds away, back into the forest. Seeing my chance I> turn and run up the steps. I burst into the courtyard of Maan Mandira,> holding my pounding heart, and breathing hard.> > `Woah! Krishna!' I gasp. `Wow!'> > Ramesh comes striding over. `So, you saw our demon?' he says with a big> grin. `Ah! Krishna's boys have saved you!'> > No doubt about it.> > Send instant messages to your online friends http://uk.messenger. > > > > > > > Chat on a cool, new interface. No download required. > Unlimited freedom, unlimited storage. Get it now Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 4, 2007 Report Share Posted October 4, 2007 Dear Abhi, Namaste!!! Yes, highly recommended. He is quite old now so better hurry. He is already MORE than 60 years in Maan Mandira. Please request him to sing a bhajan (if possible) - it is from heaven. His vairagya and nistha is most I EVER saw on the Earth. Not many like him around to be found. Please visit him... Best wishes, Richard sacred-objects , Abhishek Dutta <benarsibabu wrote: > > Richard Sir, > > Thanks so much, I shall make it a point to meet Rameshji, I have been upto Kokila Vana but never to Barsana. But this December I shall go to the Birthplace of Shree Braja Raseshwari Ma Radha. > > If Rameshji so wills, together we shall chant the sweet name of the Lord... > > Thanks > Abhishek > > Richard Shaw-Brown <rsbj66 wrote: > Ha Ha! This was no little Vrindavan monkey, THIS was King KONG of Varshana. Eventually the local Vrajavasis poisoned (killed) that monstor. Ramesh said it was worst he ever saw in 60 years there. He is STILL there if you want an " avadhuta " guru. But I prepare you, he's a highly evolved Vaishava, and advaitavad never even crosses his mind. > > His address is Maan Mandira (above Gavarvan), Varshana, UP, India > > Best wishes, > Richard > > sacred-objects , Abhishek Dutta <benarsibabu@> wrote: > > > > Yes Sir, The monkeys of Vrindawana are exceptionally naughty. They have a special > fancy towards Eye Glasses. Once on my way to Keshi Ghat i found that they had singled me > out for special attention. The acharya at Jugal Kishore Temple told me to remove my pair > of eye glasses & it worked wonders. They lost interest in me... > > > > A very close shave for you indeed... > > > > Well I need to share this. Their is an ancient Bhairava Dev Temple in Old Fort (The > Remains of Indraprastha), in Central Delhi. Now as we all know that the Bhakta's carry > " Madira " , which is offered to the deity & then subsequently distributed as Prasada. A pack > of Monkeys has developed a fancy for the unique Prasada, & they have mouthful. & Then > you should watch their Play. Infact i have gently slapped an oversized inebriated monkey & > he seemed to enjoy it a lot. They lie in small but shady mangrove nearby & do sumersaults > & even animated breakdance. > > > > a drunk money is anyday better than a drunk human > > > > Best Wishes > > > > > > > > > > > > Richard Shaw Brown <rsbj66@> wrote: > > CHAPTER 105: Varshana's Killer Monkey > > > > It's the morning and, as usual, I'm sitting at the feet of Gurudev, > > listening to his advice. `After Nandagram you should go to Varshana and > > visit Rameshji at Maan mandira. You remember from parikrama?' > > > > `Yes Gurudev, I stayed with him a few times already. He is such a good > > singer.' > > > > After a bumpy bus ride I finally get off at the foot of Sri ji Mandira > > in Varshana. The panoramic temple is pictured on the cover of this > > book. The bus roars off in a cloud of carbon monoxide and I start to > > walk toward Gavarvan, my favorite place in the whole world. > > > > At the top of Brahma Hill, behind the Sriji Temple, is the sacred > > Temple of Anger, Maan Mandira. Later that day, I'm sitting on the dirt > > floor of Maan Mandira talking with Ramesh Babaji. Ramesh wears only a > > loincloth. He has just blown my mind. > > > > `Big killer monkey?' I gasp. > > > > `Yes, yes!' he warns me. `You must beware! My old mother was bitten. > > Now she is in Koshi hospital. This monkey is mad! And he is > > bloodthirsty – so dangerous. Did you see the wound on Shaki Charan's > > shoulder? It looks like a lion bite; so many stitches.' > > > > Macho me, I put on a brave face: `Gulp!' > > > > Ramesh continues the horror story: `The Vrajavasis want my permission > > to poison, but I cannot agree. They may do as they please. I was > > attacked but I drove him away somehow. You must be very careful when > > going downstairs to bathe. He may attack.' > > > > I'm thinking, if you consider this monkey dangerous then you should see > > my friggen high school in Riverside, dude! But what I say is, `Ulp! > > I'll be careful.' > > > > At the foot of Varshana Hill and below Maan Mandira is a small bathing > > pond named Krishna Kunda. It's early the next morning and I've finished > > bathing and mantra meditation and I'm ready to return back up the hill. > > I wave to the local children who all know me. They come running over > > and hand me me a staff-like spear that is sharp at one end. > > > > `Yeeaah danda lea-jya!' (Here, take this spear), the kids offer with > > big smiles all around. > > > > I take the spear and thank the boys. `Bahu dhanyavad!' (Thanks a lot!). > > All the kids just giggle. > > > > I start walking up the stone steps to the hilltop temple of Maan > > mandira. It is deathly quiet. The hill has dark green forest on both > > sides of the stone stairway winding back up to the top. The silence > > gives me an uneasy feeling, but by the time I'm about halfway up I > > start to feel more confident. Suddenly though, all the monkeys start > > shrieking and shaking the trees. I quickly look around and spot the > > dreaded killer monkey bounding toward me at full speed. > > > > I raise my spear just in time as it stops the big monkey just three > > meters in front of me. Whoa! This monkey is twice as big as any other > > monkey I've seen, and he's ready to pounce. He bares his fangs and > > hisses like he really hates my guts. I'm thinking where's that bloody > > Magic Lamp from Watts? Can't find it again. Bummer! > > > > I'm shaking inside. Face to face with death. A standoff. Slowly I start > > to walk backwards up the steps. The killer monkey follows, ready to > > jump. I walk up a few more steps and the monkey continues to follow. > > Man, this is bad! > > > > Then, I hear the voices of the local kids below as they come running, > > shouting, `May aoungaa, may aoungaa!' (We're coming, we're coming). The > > huge monkey glares at me, then looks at the kids running up the steps, > > then suddenly bounds away, back into the forest. Seeing my chance I > > turn and run up the steps. I burst into the courtyard of Maan Mandira, > > holding my pounding heart, and breathing hard. > > > > `Woah! Krishna!' I gasp. `Wow!' > > > > Ramesh comes striding over. `So, you saw our demon?' he says with a big > > grin. `Ah! Krishna's boys have saved you!' > > > > No doubt about it. > > > > Send instant messages to your online friends http://uk.messenger. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Chat on a cool, new interface. No download required. > > > Unlimited freedom, unlimited storage. Get it now > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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