OUT OF THIS WORLD

Life can be pretty strange sometimes. I have moved home five or six times in the past year. It is not that I want to move so often. It is actually very inconvenient. But somehow my life just seems to work out that way.

My latest move was last week and I was hoping that I had finally found a less temporary abode. I moved with my husband and two friends to an apartment very close to the temple. Being near the temple is great because it is much easier to go to mangala arati. I was hoping that I could stay in this place for at least one year, and we signed a one-year contract with the owner.

Last night the owners came into the apartment and told us we have to get out by the end of the week or they will send some big men from Montenegro to take us out by force. They also wanted to fight my husband. So it looks like we’ll be moving again.

I usually manage to stay in one place for about two months. This time it is less than two weeks.

Dear Lord Krishna, are you trying to tell me something?