I’m a servant of Lord Chaitanya. I might be twenty, thirty or fifty generations removed from Him and I am extremely fallen but I have no other identity.
By His grace I was once engaged in the service to His book distributors and so far this has been the purpose of my current incarnation. There might be some other things in store for me but even if there aren’t I consider my life an unquantifiable success already.
Frankly, being born as a fly in a house of a vaishnava would seem like a downgrade – the opportunity to actively serve in the preaching mission beats all other alternatives.
I’m not looking forward to anything, I’m just a disgraced servant patiently waiting for the next chance to please my master.
Oh, and I think that those Navadvipa kirtans are awesome.