"vande ’haà çré-guroù çré-yuta-pada-kamalaà çré-gurün vaiñëaväàç ca
çré-rüpaà sägrajätaà saha-gaëa-raghunäthänvitaà taà sa-jévam
sädvaitaà sävadhütaà parijana-sahitaà kåñëa-caitanya-devaà
çré-rädhä-kåñëa-pädän saha-gaëa-lalitä-çré-viçäkhänvitäàç ca. Meaning, my dear Kåñëa, You are the friend of the distressed and the source of
creation. You are the master of the gopés and the lover of Rädhäräëé. I offer my
respectful obeisances unto You.
"Hey I was thinking since these scriptures is in Hindu, I'm eager to know your language as well along with all this information," he said.
"Really Chris? You really want to learn Hindi?" She asked shocked.
"Yeah," he said.
"You amazes me everytime," she said. smiling.
"I know that's the charm I was born with," he said sarcastically.
"Hahaha. Okay well first I'm going to teach you some basics, first we would start with Namaste, which is Hello. Namaste mera naam, mean my name is, so in full sentences we say namaste mera naam Mala hai. So you say it?" She asked.
"Uhhmm... Okay... Well... Namaste mera naam Chris hai,"
"Good job, you're off to a good start babe," she said.
"Thanks," he said.
"Svaagat hai," she said.
"What?" He asked confused.
"That means you're welcome," she said.
"I can teach you my language often on the weekends," she said.
"Cool.
Author Ciara Webb
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