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EVERYDAY WITH SHYAM<br />
MIKE "HEERA" DIAMOND<br />
AKA MIKE D OF THE BEASTIE BOYS<br />
Everyday with Shyam was a bhav-filled adventure<br />
spent in search of God consciousness. This consciousness<br />
also was the destination, journey and the sound track.<br />
I will forever remember and cherish many days spent with<br />
Shyam driving through Vraj and Rajasthan on the back of<br />
his trusty Honda Hero motorcycle from one simple rural<br />
baithak to another. It was soothing cutting through the<br />
warm air on the bike, getting away from the mass of humanity<br />
that is everywhere in India and Shyam always had<br />
this internal and external bhajan soundtrack going at all<br />
times. It was in these very modest temples that we would<br />
meet the simplest pure and most highly devotional of all<br />
beings. Souls for whom everything was seva or service. All<br />
thoughts, all food, all water, every breath was offered to<br />
God first and then eventually modestly imbibed as prasad.<br />
Shyam was my guide to all. He taught me Sanskrit, a bit of<br />
Braj Basha and numerous practical necessaries such as how<br />
to bathe in the Yamuna River with a dhoti on, washing the<br />
clothes, changing and hanging the now clean cloth out to<br />
dry. Shyam was a real life and other worldly search engine<br />
for the divine. A tour guide to other realms. He was able<br />
to see the lila or divine play at work in all – just as much<br />
when he was in the North East U.S. as in the Krishnafocused<br />
village of Gokul. There is something that happens<br />
around people who are truly comfortable in their own skin,<br />
as Shyam was. Others start to feel the same. No matter how<br />
different or foreign appearances seem. I mean, we would<br />
roll up into small rural temple towns in Northern India,<br />
where very few if any Westerners had ever been seen, and<br />
after talking or, more commonly, yelling in Hindi, it would<br />
be all betel filled smiles and greeting of "Jai Sri Krishna".<br />
It was Shyam's great gift that he was able to take this experience<br />
along with his absolute devotion to the texts of<br />
Sri Vallabhacharya and other saints, and weave them into<br />
seamless and very palpable stories for the delight of all who<br />
would listen.<br />
Shyamdas walking in the fields of Braj,<br />
sitting on the banks of Yamunaji,<br />
& drumming at his home in Jatipura.<br />
Photos by Ally Gopi and Deva Premal<br />
8 Special Issue • Shyamdas ~ In Memoriam