Once in Vrindavan My spiritual master was drinking soft drink and joking with his devotees. Counting his fingers Like you do when you chant the Gayatri Mantra.
“Maha Jana Tapa Satya, Seven up”
We all laughed as he was referring to going beyond the upper planetary systems of the Vedic cosmology and entering the realm of Vaikuntha and beyond that Goloka.
His sense of humor was so delightful, and contemporary transcending the superstition of orthodox culture with playful affection.
