Lila

It almost seems sacrilege to write now as a friends daughter is in the process of passing away but I am at a loss as what to do. The empty blankness that is loss. The fading hope, the damage, the grief, despair and ultimately the mournign for a daughter lost and in such circumstances. Knowing the moments of terror as the gunman accosted her.

We were just discussing today how our daughters need so much protection. My Vrindi was harrassed at a festival last night by a man who felt it was his God given right to speak with her. She is all of 14 years old. I can see now why Mohamad was so inspired to get some rules happening with the girl boy thing. My daughters are not up for slaughter to satiate a mans unrequited lust. They are not to be approached by anyone. They are the gems of the future, the mothers, sacred and should be treated as if precious, fragile. Some will think I am extreme but I know what comes from the abuse and exploitation of woman so I do not buy the freedom thing for a minute. Failed abortion that grew to become the bane of the mothers life. Left to the mercy of any lusty caste off the mother may have been too drunk to satisfy. It was a fine life, her life of freedom. Her perversions to see destruction raught again to some how justify her own putrid existence. The final result of absolute freedom, the sweet taste of unlimited material pleasure.

So Lila was shot in the head three times by a boy who thought he loved her. Her mothers grief is unimaginable. It takes a village but a village of people dedicated to the care of our children. The term global village is a farce and urban community is hell. The media is a means to manipulate ignorant people into believing a shopping docket, a tablet, a credit card or a pot plant will satisfy your very being. The beauty of that is it doesn't, so you keep coming back for more. The sad thing is the guys working on keeping it going are as much the victims as those they encourage. So it's not a plot or ploy, it's a tragedy. And you have to be a bloody genius to wise up to it. No one gets out of the matrix alone. I guess thats why the film resonated with so many.

Enough of my manic madness. Her body will be heading for a funeral pyre by now. She was a sweet girl, hard working and submissive. She wanted to marry I hear. Her mother and father work hard to help Srila Prabhupada.