Krishna Nectar Lilas 100 Krishna Steals Saris part four
Mahanidhi Madan Gopal Das
On the last day of the vrata, the gopis felt quivering in their left arms, eyes, and thighs. These signs of imminent auspiciousness removed their fatigue, and made them confident of attaining the fruit of their desire to enjoy with Krishna. As they considered how to best complete their vrata, the sun rose brilliantly in the sky. The lotuses responded by opening happily as the atmosphere saturated with immeasurable joy.
The gopis worshiped Devi with countless numbers of the best quality articles. Rejoicing over the successful completion of their vrata, the gopis liberally offered the various puja items. Anticipating the forthcoming result of their austerities, the gopis succumbed to a playful mood and stood up excitedly. After receiving the blessings of Katyayani they took off their fancy pure silk saris and placed them on some clean ground.
Following the local customs, they bathed naked in the Yamuna. Elated and enthused, the gopis joyfully pushed and squeezed each other. Basking under the warm rays of the sun, they were oblivious to the cold water. The blissful gopis created a captivating scene as they lost themselves in the fun of water sporting.
Meanwhile, according to the previous day’s plan, the young cowherd boys walked toward the pastures. Hearing them approaching, the forest birds excitedly flew into the sky. Though Krishna is very strong, He is conquered by the intense love of His dear friends like Balarama. Although He is independent, Krishna became controlled by the pure love of the gopis and thus moved in their direction.
The prema of the young gopis reached perfection because it had the desire to give bliss to Krishna as its only goal. In order to dispel the pain of their longing. Vridavana-candra, the master of all masters of mystic yoga, showered nectar from His flute. Taking the qualities of the young girls as His necklace, Krishna left the happiness of herding the cows and playing with His intimate friends. He went to perform pastimes with the gopis in order make the bud of their heart’s prema blossom into a flower.
The gopis’ cherished desire to meet Krishna had been steadily growing throughout the year. Leaving the company of Balarama and the older boys, Krishna took some of His young friends and went to enjoy with the gopis. These blissful boys had spotless characters and beautiful forms that resembled toy dolls. Secretly and unseen, Krishna arrived amidst the gopis He wanted to award the gopis the fruit of their endeavor, and at the same time relish a playful pastime.
Thus Krishna, who is the color of a new monsoon cloud, who attracts the gopis and is attracted to the gopis, who always befriends His devotees, and who gives happiness to all but never inflicts pain on anyone, prepared to enact His pastimes. Krishna tied His hair under His turban, pulled up His cloth, and quieted His ankle-bells. With a glaring look Krishna silenced the silly talking of His young friends. Then Krishna crouched down and cast a few furtive glances while smiling mischievously. Although Krishna is an unfathomable reservoir of steadiness and all other good qualities. He often displays a unique type of fickleness.
Adopting the mood of a thief, Krishna arrogantly snatched the gopis’ clothes and slung them over His shoulder. After hushing up His little friends, Krishna quickly climbed to the top of a kadamba tree. Sitting on a branch, Krishna glanced toward the gopis and listened to their talk. At that time, the young gopis, who are praised even by the goddess of fortune, desired to stop bathing.
Not seeing their clothes on the bank of the river, the gopis thought with surprise, “Who stole our clothes? There is no one here except the rays of the sun, and on the banks there are only the footprints of some water birds. Perhaps the devatas have hidden our clothes somewhere, because when they visit they do not touch the earth nor leave any footprints.”
The gopis looked fearfully here and there while arguing over the various possibilities. The waves of their sidelong glances skimmed across the surface of the Yamuna. The gopis scanned all directions with their wide blue eyes that resembled the petals of a blue lotus. Their unparalleled beauty astounded the whole universe. The glances of the gopis resembled rows of glittering saphari fish darting to and fro. Not finding their clothes, they submerged in an ocean of sorrow.
Seeing their plight, the young prince of Vrndavana, who removes the sadness of the world, assumed a splendid aura of beauty as He sat on the kadamba tree. His natural effulgence easily eclipsed the radiance of the sun. While smiling at His young gopa friends, Krishna joked with the gopis in a sweet, clear voice soaked in a nectar unknown even in the heavenly Planets. Krishna said, “0 young girls, you should not be so disturbed by this. I have stolen your pure sparkling garments just to attract your minds and relish some pleasurable pastimes. Using your pearl necklaces as an offering, give up your pride, and come here alone or come all together to get your clothes.”
The fruit on the vine of the Katyayani vrata, which is difficult for others to attain, had now spontaneously ripened for the gopis. Drinking the words flowing from Krishna’s mouth, which indicated His greed for them, the gopis savoured a stream of rasa-filled nectar. They saw it as an exclusive gift awarded to them on the auspicious completion of their vrata. In this way, the gopis overcame the fatigue from executing their austere vow.
Lowering their eyelids in shyness, the gopis cast sidelong glances to reprimand that expert thief who fulfills all desires. Krishna’s appearance seemed like some good fortune arriving at the wrong time. Their extreme joy forcefully propelled them to Krishna, yet simultaneously filled them with confusion. In this state of bewilderment, they ignored the coldness of the water and submerged themselves up to their necks.
They stood silently without yielding to Krishna’s demand. Those young girls with gleaming teeth and bashful faces thought that Krishna might not keep His promise to return their clothes. Whispering amongst themselves, one gopi said, “Why not talk to Him and defeat Him with your clever words?” But being controlled by Yogamaya, none of the gopis could respond to Krishna’s request to collect their clothes.
In their silence, the faces of the gopis, encircled by dark blue locks of hair, looked like rows of half-open lotuses surrounded by quiet bumblebees. What charm they added to the bank of the Yamuna! For a long time the gopis deliberately refused to answer or look toward the kadamba tree. Giving up their shyness, which had pervaded them like an internal disease, the gopis finally spoke in such a way to show their disgust with Krishna’s naughty behavior.
The sweet dancing of their lotus eyes and the darting movements of their eyebrows captivated all directions. The gopis showed their shyness through their affectionate solicitations and entreaties that appeared both witty and respectful at same time. Their smiling faces created waves of sweetness as their teeth reflected on the water.
Viraha Gita
Krishna Nectar Lilas 100 Krishna Steals Saris part four
Mahanidhi Madan Gopal Das
On the last day of the vrata, the gopis felt quivering in their left arms, eyes, and thighs. These signs of imminent auspiciousness removed their fatigue, and made them confident of attaining the fruit of their desire to enjoy with Krishna. As they considered how to best complete their vrata, the sun rose brilliantly in the sky. The lotuses responded by opening happily as the atmosphere saturated with immeasurable joy.
The gopis worshiped Devi with countless numbers of the best quality articles. Rejoicing over the successful completion of their vrata, the gopis liberally offered the various puja items. Anticipating the forthcoming result of their austerities, the gopis succumbed to a playful mood and stood up excitedly. After receiving the blessings of Katyayani they took off their fancy pure silk saris and placed them on some clean ground.
Following the local customs, they bathed naked in the Yamuna. Elated and enthused, the gopis joyfully pushed and squeezed each other. Basking under the warm rays of the sun, they were oblivious to the cold water. The blissful gopis created a captivating scene as they lost themselves in the fun of water sporting.
Meanwhile, according to the previous day’s plan, the young cowherd boys walked toward the pastures. Hearing them approaching, the forest birds excitedly flew into the sky. Though Krishna is very strong, He is conquered by the intense love of His dear friends like Balarama. Although He is independent, Krishna became controlled by the pure love of the gopis and thus moved in their direction.
The prema of the young gopis reached perfection because it had the desire to give bliss to Krishna as its only goal. In order to dispel the pain of their longing. Vridavana-candra, the master of all masters of mystic yoga, showered nectar from His flute. Taking the qualities of the young girls as His necklace, Krishna left the happiness of herding the cows and playing with His intimate friends. He went to perform pastimes with the gopis in order make the bud of their heart’s prema blossom into a flower.
The gopis’ cherished desire to meet Krishna had been steadily growing throughout the year. Leaving the company of Balarama and the older boys, Krishna took some of His young friends and went to enjoy with the gopis. These blissful boys had spotless characters and beautiful forms that resembled toy dolls. Secretly and unseen, Krishna arrived amidst the gopis He wanted to award the gopis the fruit of their endeavor, and at the same time relish a playful pastime.
Thus Krishna, who is the color of a new monsoon cloud, who attracts the gopis and is attracted to the gopis, who always befriends His devotees, and who gives happiness to all but never inflicts pain on anyone, prepared to enact His pastimes. Krishna tied His hair under His turban, pulled up His cloth, and quieted His ankle-bells. With a glaring look Krishna silenced the silly talking of His young friends. Then Krishna crouched down and cast a few furtive glances while smiling mischievously. Although Krishna is an unfathomable reservoir of steadiness and all other good qualities. He often displays a unique type of fickleness.
Adopting the mood of a thief, Krishna arrogantly snatched the gopis’ clothes and slung them over His shoulder. After hushing up His little friends, Krishna quickly climbed to the top of a kadamba tree. Sitting on a branch, Krishna glanced toward the gopis and listened to their talk. At that time, the young gopis, who are praised even by the goddess of fortune, desired to stop bathing.
Not seeing their clothes on the bank of the river, the gopis thought with surprise, “Who stole our clothes? There is no one here except the rays of the sun, and on the banks there are only the footprints of some water birds. Perhaps the devatas have hidden our clothes somewhere, because when they visit they do not touch the earth nor leave any footprints.”
The gopis looked fearfully here and there while arguing over the various possibilities. The waves of their sidelong glances skimmed across the surface of the Yamuna. The gopis scanned all directions with their wide blue eyes that resembled the petals of a blue lotus. Their unparalleled beauty astounded the whole universe. The glances of the gopis resembled rows of glittering saphari fish darting to and fro. Not finding their clothes, they submerged in an ocean of sorrow.
Seeing their plight, the young prince of Vrndavana, who removes the sadness of the world, assumed a splendid aura of beauty as He sat on the kadamba tree. His natural effulgence easily eclipsed the radiance of the sun. While smiling at His young gopa friends, Krishna joked with the gopis in a sweet, clear voice soaked in a nectar unknown even in the heavenly Planets. Krishna said, “0 young girls, you should not be so disturbed by this. I have stolen your pure sparkling garments just to attract your minds and relish some pleasurable pastimes. Using your pearl necklaces as an offering, give up your pride, and come here alone or come all together to get your clothes.”
The fruit on the vine of the Katyayani vrata, which is difficult for others to attain, had now spontaneously ripened for the gopis. Drinking the words flowing from Krishna’s mouth, which indicated His greed for them, the gopis savoured a stream of rasa-filled nectar. They saw it as an exclusive gift awarded to them on the auspicious completion of their vrata. In this way, the gopis overcame the fatigue from executing their austere vow.
Lowering their eyelids in shyness, the gopis cast sidelong glances to reprimand that expert thief who fulfills all desires. Krishna’s appearance seemed like some good fortune arriving at the wrong time. Their extreme joy forcefully propelled them to Krishna, yet simultaneously filled them with confusion. In this state of bewilderment, they ignored the coldness of the water and submerged themselves up to their necks.
They stood silently without yielding to Krishna’s demand. Those young girls with gleaming teeth and bashful faces thought that Krishna might not keep His promise to return their clothes. Whispering amongst themselves, one gopi said, “Why not talk to Him and defeat Him with your clever words?” But being controlled by Yogamaya, none of the gopis could respond to Krishna’s request to collect their clothes.
In their silence, the faces of the gopis, encircled by dark blue locks of hair, looked like rows of half-open lotuses surrounded by quiet bumblebees. What charm they added to the bank of the Yamuna! For a long time the gopis deliberately refused to answer or look toward the kadamba tree. Giving up their shyness, which had pervaded them like an internal disease, the gopis finally spoke in such a way to show their disgust with Krishna’s naughty behavior.
The sweet dancing of their lotus eyes and the darting movements of their eyebrows captivated all directions. The gopis showed their shyness through their affectionate solicitations and entreaties that appeared both witty and respectful at same time. Their smiling faces created waves of sweetness as their teeth reflected on the water.
Excerpt Ananda Vrindavan Campu, Kavi Karnapura
Krishna Nectar Lilas ki jai! Jai Jai Sri Radhe!
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