He soon becomes righteous and attains eternal peace. Proclaim, O son of Kunti, that my devotee is never destroyed. — Gita IX. 31 If one wants to understand a little…

I worship Sri Krishna, the milk-woman’s son in the form of the cowherd, black like a newly formed cloud, having eyes like blue lotuses and blue curly hair tied up…

To those of undivided minds who worship Me and always remain united with Me, I bring and preserve all the things they require. —Gita IX. 22 1.    The festival of…