This essay explores the author’s lifelong inner connection with Krishna through dreams, silence, and questions about existence. It asks whether the end has an end, and finds in dust the humble witness of eternity. The Search for Krishna: A Journey Beyond Time Perhaps my unknown childhood had heard the name from somewhere; perhaps that childhood belonged not to age but to the unconscious. The name was “Krishna.” I never went to a temple. My world was among Sikh people—family and friends. I did not even go to school. Yet since then, I remember the name: Krishna. I remember a dream that visited me often. In the dream, I saw Krishna…