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Published in Earth Times
May 1997
SPIRITUAL LEADERS HELP TO RE-GREEN KRISHNA'S BIRTHPLACE
by Paul Spencer Sochaczewski (c) 1997
VRINDAVAN, India
When I visited Vrindavan in north India, birthplace of Lord Krishna
and site of a city-wide re-greening effort, I was asked if I wanted
to plant a tree. I arrived at the designated site and found that
the hole had already been dug. For me, digging my own hole and getting
dirty is part of the ritual, a point I politely explained as I took
up the spade.
I was reminded of the observations of Richard St. Barbe Baker, who
led a movement he called Men of the Trees. "Planting a tree
is a symbol of a looking-forward kind of action;" he said,
"looking forward, yet not too distantly."
Vrindavan clearly needs quick environmental action. During the 1960s
Vrindavan was among the cleanest towns in India, with streets washed
twice a day and clean water available to all. Today, during the
monsoon season, cholera threatens. Monkeys destroy vegetable gardens.
There are few toilets. Politicians get rich while public services
are reduced. People are fed up.
Vrindavan is a one-business town: Krishna. Every year the town of
70,000 swells by some 2.5 million pilgrims; more people visit Vrindavan's
5,000 temples than gaze at the Taj Mahal, just 70 km south.
The irony is that in their search for spiritual blessings, people
have destroyed the natural beauty that made Vrindavan special in
the first place.
The Yamuna River, where Krishna playfully hid the clothes of bathing
maidens, is today brown with sewage and industrial wastes. Most
of the 36 forests of Krishna's time have been cut. The greatest
scar is the condition of the holy parikrama, an 11 kilometre pilgrimage
route.
In some parts it is lined with newly constructed ashrams and shops.
Pilgrims on this route, who are instructed to touch their feet to
Vrindavan soil, are forced to walk for several kilometres on burning
asphalt while dodging traffic. In other places they risk parasites
of a most diverse kind as they tread on a rainbow of excrements.
However, in the midst of these very real environmental problems
in a very holy setting, there are a few signs that Krishna's ideal
vacation site might just get restored.
The key is in a massive tree-planting program that has catalyzed
a burgeoning political movement.
In one corner of Vrindavan two toddlers join forces to lug a half-filled
bucket of water to care for "their" tree in a tennis-court-sized
park built on the site of a former dump. "We encouraged the
government to put in a water pipe and provided saplings," notes
Sanjay Rattan, the WWF coordinator of the re-greening effort. "But
as you can see, the people themselves take responsibility for keeping
it alive."
In another part of town, religious leader Pran Gopal Mishra presides
over a meeting of religious leaders. Their decision: seek help to
regreen Gyan Gudari, one of the city's holiest sites. "The
trees spoke to Krishna," Pran Gopal Mishra says. "If we
learn how to listen to the voice of the earth, things will come
right. The real solution to Vrindavan's problems will come from
trees. Social problems, environmental problems, they're all linked."
In spite of modest success, some monks are very frustrated. Sadhu
Tyagi Baba has travelled the world, but has chosen to settle in
a simple ashram along one of the prettier parts of the parikrama.
"It's not easy to stop this destruction, to stop the search
for money. But we'll gather the religious leaders together. The
environmental problem is as political as Sarajevo. We must force
a cease-fire to all tree cutting, a cease-fire to all new construction."
After planting the seedling in Vrindavan I realized that after I
left India the tree would become orphaned, with no one having responsibility
for it. So I asked Rajni, the ten-year-old son of the chief gardener,
if he would do me the honor of watering and caring for my tree in
my absence. Together we painted on a metal plaque that is affixed
to the metal tree guard: 'Planted by Paul.' And in Hindi: 'Looked
after by Rajni.' We both signed it. To further cement the agreement
I promised Rajni that I would plant a tree in his honour on my return
to Switzerland.
Both trees are flourishing.
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