Am I the only one who feels weird around these “Krishna” people? The weirdo guys in saffron and a chandan tilak smeared across their foreheads, roaming the streets and walking the hallways and with their little stalls giving out devotional music, posters and pamphlets. And I really don’t know why. I mean at times I feel even embarassed being spotted by them especially when I’m with my friends (though these people are usually careful to leave desis alone, unless you go and ask for it). I guess I don’t trust them, but there’s absolutel no good reason for doing that. For all I know, they are probably here for a genuinely good cause, and probably know more about my religion than I do myself. In part, it seems thats another reason why I avoid them — that somehow I’m afraid to face the shame if I find out that they are really more “hindu” than I am. The funniest part, of course, is that I’m no where near religious, and if you ask me what Hinduism means, I’ll probably come up with some fart (unlike Swami Vivekananda, who dazzled everyone with his famous speech on Hinduism). And so, of all reasons, that should be the least to bother me!