Friday, December 20th, 2024
Christie Pits, Toronto
Nirmal is a resident monk and a member of the Bhakti Academy. He did something useful and heroic. In the course of a year, six of our mridanga drums got damaged. They are indeed one of the most fragile musical percussion pieces on the planet, made of clay and hide.
Being from Bangladesh, where the sweet sound of the this drum is prevalent, he developed some skill to repair this cherished musical instrument. So he pulled together parts from the damaged drums and managed to successfully reincarnate one gorgeous sounding mridanga by assembling a clay body, straps, salvaged hide, and masala for the ends. He had pleasure pulling it together. That, in itself, is a great service. In this modern era, we make, break, and trash. Recycling is not often then norm.
Thank you, Nirmal, for sustaining an ancient art. Mridangas are superlative drums for kirtan backup.
Nirmal used our men’s lounge as his workshop. In this same space, Nityananda and I put together another one of those reels with a message about maya. Have a healthy fear of illusion’s energy.
After putting that video out to Instagram, Chirag and I tackled a light snow and made our way to deliver a takeout packet of Krishna’s blessed food (prasadam) to our dear godsister, Subuddhi, who is in her 80s. She loves when people come to visit her, otherwise, it can get quite lonely for her. Bless her!
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!
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