Saturday, July 15th, 2023
Yonge Street/Centre Island, Toronto
There were warnings of thunder showers in the morning, and with today's outdoor event everything becomes quite iffy in terms of execution. But as the saying goes, “The show must go on!”
At the corner of Yonge and Edward, the Chariots were lined up for the procession South on Yonge to the waterfront of Lake Ontario. I took a picture of the Chariots as they stood gloriously before the crowds set in. And did they ever. Each of the colourful conveyances were pulled by people of plenty. In fact, the multitudes were such that it spread everyone out broadly. As odd as it is, the police authorities kept urging us on to pick up speed while those conducting the movement of the Chariots said otherwise. It should be a case of synchronicity.
People were extremely happy. The dancing by Arpan and the boys was ecstatic. Even those unrehearsed caught up with some early Motown moves.
The second part of the Chariot Fest evolves into the Festival of India on Centre Island. There is a layout of colourful tents sheltering the stage, the food, the deities, the books, and all kinds of trinkets for sale. My place is at the stage. Organizers sounded the Canadian anthem. I had the privilege to say something on the microphone to honour the indigenous people we call the First Nations. Two dramas were performed under my directorship. I was so proud of the casts in The Gita and Big Fish Little Fish. This party-ism that was established by our founder/acharya, Prabhupada, is indeed crowd pleasing.
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!