Krishna Nectar Lilas 97 Krishna Steals Saris part one
Mahanidhi Madan Gopal Das
One day, due to the sadhana of Dhanya and the other attractive Vraja-kumaris, the gopi’s intense eagerness to attain Krishna as their husband blossomed like a flower on the desire tree of their hearts. From that very day, the parents of those girls thought their daughters would be happy by getting good husbands. Thus they were not the least bit disturbed, but rather happy to help them observe the necessary vows to fulfil this natural desire. Therefore, we will satisfy our desires by increasing our worship of goddess Katyayani.
Nevertheless, when the first day of the Hemanta season arrived the ocean of their hearts became agitated with waves of blissful rasa. Eager to execute the Katyayani-vrata, they collected havisyanna and other required articles.
The bodies of the gopis revealed an extraordinary type of beauty while they underwent the hardship of the vrata. Since they gave up chewing tambula, the natural luster of their lips became prominent. Without their daily oil massages, their skin became somewhat pale and hardened. Their bodies looked like fresh asoka leaves washed by the rain. Since they no longer applied oil to their hair, it became dry like the minds of the destitute.
Because of eating only once a day, their bodies became very thin and lost their natural effulgences. Though they still wore necklaces, their bodies became as lackluster as the second phase of the dark moon. Seeing their emaciated condition, everyone felt pity for them. The Vrajavasis were astonished by the intensity of their penances.
Due to the burning desire within their minds to attain Krishna, their sleep would be interrupted, and they would wake up in the middle of the night. Although their eyes were reddened because of insufficient sleep, they would wash their faces and get dressed. Discarding their white sleeping garments, they would put on auspicious pink clothes. While throwing off the lethargy of sleep they would joyfully consider, “Now we will go to the Yamuna, and bathe early in the morning according to scriptural injunctions.”
By secret agreements made the night before they automatically met together every morning. Welcoming each other with respectful words, they met as friends and exchanged great love. The gopis, with their wonderful qualities and graceful lotus stem-like arms, looked like an attractive cluster of lotuses moving over the earth. Alone they were shy and hesitant to go to Krishna, but as a group they shone with pride and power like a dazzling cascade of light.
While spreading their radiant effulgence in all directions, they appeared like a garland of lightning bolts moving on the earth. These incomparably beautiful young women went to the Yamuna while singing loudly about the qualities of Hari who is forever praised by heavenly demigods like Brahma. Their voices, full of rhythm and precise intonations, blended with the soft sweet notes of the vina. While the gopis engaged in kirtana, a swarm of bees became captivated by the sweet smell emananting from their mouths. Hoping to drink that nectar, the bees flew excitedly toward their lotus faces.
The beauty of the gopis’ faces increased greatly when they squinted their eyes in fear of the buzzing bees. The sound of the chiming bangles hanging from their lotus hands conquered the chirping of love-maddened sparrows. Just as lotuses are not wilted by the scorching rays of the sun, the faces of the gopis remained ever fresh and attractive, even though they were continuously burning from the fire of their desire to meet Krishna. Following behind them, the maidservants carried the finest ingredients for devi-puja which were collected according to the strictest rules.
Upon arriving at the Yamuna, the impatient Vraja kumaris immediately threw off their woolen shawls. Covered by thin white cotton bathing outfits, the blissful bodies of the gopis looked more beautiful than a stream of falling snow. The gopis shivered and softly sighed due to the chilly morning air. The quivering of their leaf bud-like lips revealed the splendor of their pearly white teeth. The gopis smiled gently and giggled upon noticing their friends feeling the same way. Reacting to the biting cold, the gopis made a comic scene by slapping their arms and crossing their legs in various contorted postures.
Commencing their vrata, the Vraja kumaris offered obeisances to Kalindi before bathing. Climbing down the bank, they slowly entered the water. Ignoring the cold, they followed all the prescribed rules and completed their baths. Then they joyfully ran back up the banks of the Yamuna. After coming out of the Yamuna the gopis felt elated over courageously tolerating the painful cold water.
The water dripping from the garments on the limbs of the young, beautiful, doe-eye gopis with pretty smiles fell onto the earth. It seemed that their bodies wept golden tears after being tortured by the cold black waters of the Yamuna.
After bathing and drying their creeper-like bodies, the gopis looked even more beautiful as they filled their lotus mouths with the sweet name of Krsna. Even Laksmi-devi could not surpass their fortune. While dressing in fresh clothes, they thoroughly immersed their minds in remembrance of Krsna. The borders of their dresses were ornamented with attractive lacing of gold and silver threads. After tying up their hair, the gopis, who are expert in various arts, proceeded to a special place on the bank of the Yamuna.
They occasionally sighed from the cold while carrying the puja paraphernalia that they had painstakingly gathered. The sweet fragrance of their breath attracted swarms of bees. But the gopis felt nervous and twitched their eyebrows because they could not tolerate the cold wind generated by the wings of those bees. Feeling compassionate, Surya-deva gradually dispelled their chill by caressing them with his gentle warm rays. Thus, Surya-deva showed more affection to the gopis than to his own daughter Yamuna-devi.
Krishna Nectar Lilas 98 Krishna Steals Saris part two
Krishna Nectar Lilas 97 Krishna Steals Saris part one
Mahanidhi Madan Gopal Das
One day, due to the sadhana of Dhanya and the other attractive Vraja-kumaris, the gopi’s intense eagerness to attain Krishna as their husband blossomed like a flower on the desire tree of their hearts. From that very day, the parents of those girls thought their daughters would be happy by getting good husbands. Thus they were not the least bit disturbed, but rather happy to help them observe the necessary vows to fulfil this natural desire. Therefore, we will satisfy our desires by increasing our worship of goddess Katyayani.
Nevertheless, when the first day of the Hemanta season arrived the ocean of their hearts became agitated with waves of blissful rasa. Eager to execute the Katyayani-vrata, they collected havisyanna and other required articles.
The bodies of the gopis revealed an extraordinary type of beauty while they underwent the hardship of the vrata. Since they gave up chewing tambula, the natural luster of their lips became prominent. Without their daily oil massages, their skin became somewhat pale and hardened. Their bodies looked like fresh asoka leaves washed by the rain. Since they no longer applied oil to their hair, it became dry like the minds of the destitute.
Because of eating only once a day, their bodies became very thin and lost their natural effulgences. Though they still wore necklaces, their bodies became as lackluster as the second phase of the dark moon. Seeing their emaciated condition, everyone felt pity for them. The Vrajavasis were astonished by the intensity of their penances.
Due to the burning desire within their minds to attain Krishna, their sleep would be interrupted, and they would wake up in the middle of the night. Although their eyes were reddened because of insufficient sleep, they would wash their faces and get dressed. Discarding their white sleeping garments, they would put on auspicious pink clothes. While throwing off the lethargy of sleep they would joyfully consider, “Now we will go to the Yamuna, and bathe early in the morning according to scriptural injunctions.”
By secret agreements made the night before they automatically met together every morning. Welcoming each other with respectful words, they met as friends and exchanged great love. The gopis, with their wonderful qualities and graceful lotus stem-like arms, looked like an attractive cluster of lotuses moving over the earth. Alone they were shy and hesitant to go to Krishna, but as a group they shone with pride and power like a dazzling cascade of light.
While spreading their radiant effulgence in all directions, they appeared like a garland of lightning bolts moving on the earth. These incomparably beautiful young women went to the Yamuna while singing loudly about the qualities of Hari who is forever praised by heavenly demigods like Brahma. Their voices, full of rhythm and precise intonations, blended with the soft sweet notes of the vina. While the gopis engaged in kirtana, a swarm of bees became captivated by the sweet smell emananting from their mouths. Hoping to drink that nectar, the bees flew excitedly toward their lotus faces.
The beauty of the gopis’ faces increased greatly when they squinted their eyes in fear of the buzzing bees. The sound of the chiming bangles hanging from their lotus hands conquered the chirping of love-maddened sparrows. Just as lotuses are not wilted by the scorching rays of the sun, the faces of the gopis remained ever fresh and attractive, even though they were continuously burning from the fire of their desire to meet Krishna. Following behind them, the maidservants carried the finest ingredients for devi-puja which were collected according to the strictest rules.
Upon arriving at the Yamuna, the impatient Vraja kumaris immediately threw off their woolen shawls. Covered by thin white cotton bathing outfits, the blissful bodies of the gopis looked more beautiful than a stream of falling snow. The gopis shivered and softly sighed due to the chilly morning air. The quivering of their leaf bud-like lips revealed the splendor of their pearly white teeth. The gopis smiled gently and giggled upon noticing their friends feeling the same way. Reacting to the biting cold, the gopis made a comic scene by slapping their arms and crossing their legs in various contorted postures.
Commencing their vrata, the Vraja kumaris offered obeisances to Kalindi before bathing. Climbing down the bank, they slowly entered the water. Ignoring the cold, they followed all the prescribed rules and completed their baths. Then they joyfully ran back up the banks of the Yamuna. After coming out of the Yamuna the gopis felt elated over courageously tolerating the painful cold water.
The water dripping from the garments on the limbs of the young, beautiful, doe-eye gopis with pretty smiles fell onto the earth. It seemed that their bodies wept golden tears after being tortured by the cold black waters of the Yamuna.
After bathing and drying their creeper-like bodies, the gopis looked even more beautiful as they filled their lotus mouths with the sweet name of Krsna. Even Laksmi-devi could not surpass their fortune. While dressing in fresh clothes, they thoroughly immersed their minds in remembrance of Krsna. The borders of their dresses were ornamented with attractive lacing of gold and silver threads. After tying up their hair, the gopis, who are expert in various arts, proceeded to a special place on the bank of the Yamuna.
They occasionally sighed from the cold while carrying the puja paraphernalia that they had painstakingly gathered. The sweet fragrance of their breath attracted swarms of bees. But the gopis felt nervous and twitched their eyebrows because they could not tolerate the cold wind generated by the wings of those bees. Feeling compassionate, Surya-deva gradually dispelled their chill by caressing them with his gentle warm rays. Thus, Surya-deva showed more affection to the gopis than to his own daughter Yamuna-devi.
Excerpt Ananda Vrindavan Campu, Kavi Karnapura
Krishna Nectar Lilas ki jai! Jai Jai Sri Radhe!
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