It began with a chant. In a small house off Rouse Road, in the center of the shrine room's wood-paneled floor, a bald man in saffron robes shifted from foot to foot, singing the words of his faith: ...

Hare Krishna devotees remove their shoes as they step into the meditation room each morning. Outside, birds chirp and a waterfall cascades into a koi pond. It is quiet — for now. The compound is like ...

The rhythm built and the drum beat quickened as Sri Prahlada sat up, his back rod-straight, and loudly chanted into the microphone the words he had been repeating for nearly an hour. His face ...