On this cool, beautiful morning, I sit on the grass on the top of the hill that overlooks Vrindavan. The temple of Radha Madan Mohan rises above me in all of its glory, glowing in the rising sun. The sounds of birds fill the air, and the breeze brushes past me in waves, up here where time stands still.
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That Temple was amazing! I can't wait to go back to Vrindavana. You only realise ho much you miss it when you're gone. Are you going to come to Kulimela this year?
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That Temple was amazing! I can't wait to go back to Vrindavana. You only realise ho much you miss it when you're gone.
Are you going to come to Kulimela this year?
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