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SHYAMDAS 1953-2013 IN MEMORIAM

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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

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