i will miss...

-the sunrises through the spotted clouds and all the birds chirping away to one another.
-the tumultuous storms after the heat and humidity are too much to handle.
-the greenery for miles and miles filled with palm trees, kadamba trees and banyan trees.
-tropical flowers that bloom and smell perfectly.
-that all the buildings are half up/down and are in shambles but still used and are not forgotten.
-that people ride more bikes here than in Amsterdam.
-Krsna is EVERYWHERE.
-i have to make due with what i find locally, which forces me to become simple.
-the sound of the Navadwip boat puttering early int the morning.
-the Ganga in all her glory and how perfect she feels flowing past my skin.
-laundry drying on the rooftops, just blowing recklessly in the warm winds.
-walking around barefoot like its normal.
-doves and pigeons trying to do their strange mating dances.
-the different temples that line Bhaktisiddhanta Road.
-bengali's yelling "OH PRABHU".
-the rare sightings of Hanuman monkeys in the Mayapur grhasta park.
-the shop keepers all knowing who i am and saying "Good Morning" as i walk to work.
-cows grazing in the distant fields.
-the seemingly endlessly winding staircase to my front door.
-always being able to see Srila Prabhupada's samadhi from no matter where i am.
-back paths, dirt roads and cobblestone streets.
-barely stepping foot outside the main gate to the big road.
-seeing the Ganga and Jalangi mix, or not.
-the sun setting through the palm trees and tops of ancient temples.

my heart will always belong here.