Vrindavan is the holiest of cities, as the place where Krishna was brought up. Temples dot each road and devout Hare Krishna worshippers glide along the streets holding their encased prayer beads. At one of the temples by the river, described in the lonely planet book as looking like a fairy tale castle, we sit and watch some chanting. Then a small group of women come in and one very enthusiastic lady puts the red powder dot on my forehead and then invites me to dance! Well I do my best in what seems to be a mini aerobic session of steps and turns, ending with us spinning in the centre of the temple.
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