Monday, 7 September 2015

GOLDEN EMBRACE

Golden as Radha's love
CC Adi Lila 6.108  "He tries to taste His own sweetness, but He cannot do so without accepting the emotions of a devotee."


"Vrinda : Alas ! Alas! The pain of separation from Mukunda has unsettled Radha's mind. Sometimes She runs about, and sometimes She stands still like a painted picture. Sometimes She laughs, and sometimes She weeps bitterly. Sometimes She is very talkative, and sometimes She is silent." Lalita Madhava Scene 1- Unmatta-radhika




When Śrī Caitanya Mahāprabhu recited this verse, He immediately fell to the ground unconscious. He was overwhelmed and had no control over Himself.
Exhibiting ecstatic emotions, the Lord began to run here and there, making resounding noises. Sometimes He laughed, and sometimes He cried, and sometimes He danced and sang.
Trembling, perspiration, jubilant tears, shock, fading of the bodily luster, disappointment, moroseness, loss of memory, pride, joy and humility were all visible in Śrī Caitanya Mahāprabhu's body." CC ML 4.198-202

Thursday, 6 August 2015

TEMPLE of GRATITUDE







"Every living entity, especially persons in the human race, must feel grateful for the benedictions offered by the grace of the Supreme Lord." Srila Prabhupada -  S B 2.3.21




Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Tales of Wheels and Devotion



Tales of Wheels and Devotion
The remembrance of Krishna's pastimes often rides on wheels. 
This poem retells a few events that depict Krishna on a chariot while enacting His pastimes with His devotees.
In the first scene is the bullock cart that carried small Gopal, Nanda Pran, from Mahavan to Vrindavan in order to protect Him from the demon's attacks. It ends with the meeting in Kurukshetra because of the desire of the Gopis to move the chariot with Krishna back to Vraja. 
I hope the reader will also cherish the taste of Krishna's names that are mostly associated with Nanda Baba in order to keep Him in our hearts as the cowherd of the gopis and gopas, even though some pastimes are in His royal disguise. 

BRS 1.2.168 Seeing the festivals (verse 87) from Bhavisyottara : 
"The dog-eaters and other low persons who joyfully see Kesava on His chariot all become associates of the Lord."


Tales of Wheels and Devotion

 With many wheels clattering
and stirring up clouds of dust,
  the long line of bullock carts
meandered like a river
  in the light of dusk.
Amidst this clamor of
bugles, bells, bellowing
and colored flags flapping,
songs rose up
from the caravan
leaving Mahavan
out of love for Nanda Pran.

On another day
when the light was the same,
a gilded chariot of royal fame,
 clattered,
sinister and cruel
in a flurry of dust,
taking Nanda Gopal away
so that love melted the stones (1)
with tears of despair.

Winged by the whisper
of the heart,
the chariot of Nanda Kumar
flew to a place afar,
committed to His promise
to reciprocate His devotee's love,
He plucked the precious Lotus,
leaving the proud princes
aghast. (2)

The rattle of wheels and swords
again saw Nanda Kishor
on a chariot.
In a din of shouts and blows,
where the red blood dyed
the dust, the sky and all eyes,
 for love this time
He led the ride.
His curls, sticky and ashen
with sweat and dust,
and His skin smeared with blood,
 He hurled the wheel as He rushed (3)
toward a chivalrous heart,
astounded with awe
by the wondrous sight
of his lotus red eyed foe.

When His heart wept,
heavy with a debt of love,
Nanda Dulal unsteadily
boarded His chariot,
pierced the night,
rode at the speed
of light,
and came to the forest grove,
to the petal bed of His Beloved,
 where, out of intense love
    She was on the verge of death. (4)

The royal chariot
has come back,
without that snake of torment,  (5)
instead, Nandu's friend
is walking ahead
of Nanda Suta,
 adorned with gems;
He is no more a cowherd
in this land (6)
where the Moon sets
but no lotuses bloom.
Let's turn these wheels
and move
them towards Vraja,
but, once amongst those kunds
this cruel chariot,
memento of separation
and tears,
will have to leave 
to remove our fear
of seeing Nanda-Lal carried away,
and the Vanadevis languishing
in love and in madness once again.



1) Bhakti Ratnakara p.144 " What can I say? Only those who saw the scene can understand. All the damsels of Vraja came running to see Krishna with tears flowing like rivers from their eyes. Seeing that scene even wood and stone melted.

2) Krishna kidnaps Rukmini

3) Krishna act as Arjuna's charioteer during the battle. In a Chivalrous rasa with His devotee, apparently playing the part of His enemy, Krishna hurled a wheel to Bhismadeva.

4) "Three logs of wood" story retold by Srimad Gour Govinda Maharja as the first Ratha Yatra.  Krishna inebriated by his feelings for Radha, mounts the chariot to fly to Vraja.  In the same way Lord Jagannath in Puri is carried to the chariot by the pujaris who shake Him as if drunk to remember this pastime. (see also in blog "Canticle of Union")

5) Garga Samhita 5.15.10 "At what inauspicious moment did his mother, in order to give pain to the loving devotees, give birth to Akrura? She did it as Kadru, in order to randomly kill people here and there, gave birth to the species of snakes." Purport [...] Vicious humans may also behave like cruel snakes and since he (Akrura) mercilessly took Krsna away from them, the gopis considered Akrura to be among such horrible creatures whose birth must have been timed a the most inauspicious moment.

6) Kurukshetra. -- When Nanda Suta and the gopis met in Kurukshetra they were emaciated so much so that their rings had become bangles around their wrists, their hair were uncombed and their dresses untied, so Krishna understood the intensity of their pains of separation.  He started a sort of long soliloquy in the attempt to justify what happened that He did not returned. He spoke about yoga, about the will of the  Supreme, about providence, but it all sounded very confused.  The gopis will respond with a single sloka in the Bhagavatam which ends the chapter. 
SB 10.82.48 :""O Supreme Lord, O directly manifest Supersoul, O crest jewel of teachers of philosophical knowledge!  Understanding that we have great attachment to house, wealth and family, You previously had Uddhava instruct us and now personally You are purifying our hearts with knowledge to destroy that ignorance.  Thus we understand that Your pure love for us is free from any motivation other than assuring our liberation. But how can we unintelligent cowherd women fix that knowledge in our hearts? ..[..]" translation by Srila Visvanath Chakravarti Thakur. 

This same sloka was chant by Caitanya Mahaprabhu in front of the chariot of Lord Jagannath.
This is the secret of our Ista-deva, the Lord of the Sankirtan Movement, the Lord of the Universe, fully reciprocating His devotees' love, shows the highest ecstasies in a meeting that follows a long separation and He comes to everyone to exchange that love on the wheels of His chariot.









        

Monday, 15 June 2015

DEBT of LOVE (Lyrics) ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪

Krsna speaks to Rukmini about His debt of love

Feeling separation from Me, Radha and the gopis have given up Their lives.  Now I shall also give up My life for her.  You will see me in that condition, O Lokanath (Text 126-127)  Prema-vilas by Srila Nityananda Das.

BG 9.29 "[...] But those who honor Me with devotion are in Me, and indeed I am in them."

"Sri Radha's love for Lord Krishna has no rival and no equal in this world.  It is the greatest love."  Sri Garga Samhita 6.17-38

Read more at the bottom excerpt from Sri Krishna Kathamrita Bindu issue No. 134"



Lyrics for "Debt of Love"

I am not here,
but there with My mind,
I am so bound
‘cause of a promise of love.

I have a debt
since the day I left
“I will return” - I said this to them
They have given everything up for Me
their love is in Me
There isn’t any other way to repay
but to love ‘ em in the same way

I am their air
for this My heart weeps
I’m in big debt
to their love, the tears they shed,
I've gone away
I did not return,
they trust what I said just before I left
my words are their hope and reason to live
they breath for me
O Queen, how they keep alive gives me pain,
they want to see me once again

You asked before
Who’s this love for?
Tears melt my dreams
When I think of Her

She does not know anything else than Me
She lives for Me
To know this love I’ve to steal Her heart
to love with her love.
I’ll give up pearls and curls, one day
love tears is my debt to repay. 

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"With that prema they [gopis] have given up everything. [...] By their love, Krishna's promise was broken. His pormise is -'As someone approaches me I reciprocate accordingly' {Bg 4.11} Krishna never becomes indebted, He always repays his debts. But this promise of his was broken by the gopis, because the gopis do not want anything, how will he repay them?
[...] {Bhag. 10.32.22} "I have become completely indebted to you. I cannot pay you back, because you don't want anything. What shall I do?"
To pay back his debt he became Gaura, assuming the mood of Radharani is crying and feeling acute pangs of separation from Krishna. This is Gaura. [...] As Radharani is crying, crying, crying and drowning herself in this unfathomable ocean of separation, similarly Gaura is burning himself with the fire of separations from Krishna." by SGGS

Excerpted from Sri Krishna Kathamrita Bindu Issue No134

Friday, 22 May 2015

The Cowherd Boy is now a King

                                                                                           
CC Madhya Lila 1.56  Lord Caitanya Mahaprabhu used to sing this song [♪ ♫ ♪seita parana-natha♫ ♪ ♫] especially during the latter part of the day, and He would think, "Let Me take Krishna and go back to Vrindavana" This ecstasy was always filling His heart.

"It is there alone [in Vraja] that You attract us by wearing peacock feathers in Your turban and playing enchanting music on Your flute.  We can be saved only by seeing You in Vraja and not by any other kind of meditation or theoretical knowledge of the self." Commentary by Visvanath Cakravarti Thakur on Sarartha Darsini 82.48


After long separation from Vraja  Krishna resolves to meet the Brijvasis in Kurukshetra and He goes there from Dwarka with all His royal entourage......

Monday, 27 April 2015

Prayer from the Pillar


My Lion Lord,
I am here,
in this dark dream,
lost and overwhelmed
in a cloudy corner of Your realm;
down ~
beyond the Viraja river
on an expanse of water,
in a cluster of bubbles
exhaled from Your breath,
 further down ~
behind the seven coverings
caused by the false ego,
way down ~ 
within a drop of many drops,
dripped from Your pores
so far down ~
on one of the billion spheres
floating in space,
down here ~
entrapped in fears,
in a form of bleak desires
reduced to a dimmed sparkle
caught between the pliers of the mind,
an infinitesimal dot of existence,
where my soul cries
barely audible,
like words shouted in water.
I am here,
a fossil in a pillar
of million of lifetimes
please break it open with your claws
take me up
to sit on your lap
from where
 I can fearlessly look
  down
at the remains
of this stony heart.







Monday, 13 April 2015

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