I like to think about time, how everything changes and how some things still are the same, even after many years. I can think about Vrindavan, now and then. How the whole town changed, how many new buildings are there, how many more people live in the town! But still, if you go into the inner city, into the small streets in which I grew up, there are still the same people. Many shops are still there and many people still live where they lived 30 years ago. But of course opinions change with time, characters are developed and you just simply grow up and go with time.
Isn’t it funny if you think about how you were sitting on your mother’s lap many years ago, just like that child is sitting on your lap today? Are your grandparents still alive? I am blessed that my mother’s mother is living here with us. Today I thought how some day in the past my mother was a young girl of three years and sitting on my grandmother’s lap. And this is how the generations pass and each time there is another one sitting on the lap and another one holding the child.