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Holi In The Heart

By: Mahanidhi Swami

Filled with erotic desires, Syama shines like a moon in the Vrndavana forest as He enjoys pastimes of throwing red powder. A blissful reddish wave – filled river of spiritual love flows amidst the circle of beautiful gopis. Radhika, the topmost heroine of amorous pastimes, showers red powder on Syama. Kandarpa Raja Krsna, the King of amorous pastimes, then kisses Radha’s face. Kishori’s moon-faced gopi friends filled with wonder gather together to attack Krsna. Trembling, they bombard Krsna, snatch His flute and run away. The karatalas declare, “Bhali! Bhali! Bhali!!” And everyone shouts, “Ho! Ho! Holi!” The ground is red with powder, the trees saplings are red and every being moving on the ground or in the water is one color only. The water is red, the lotuses are red and now even Govinda das’s heart is covered red (and I hope yours is too).

Jay Jay Sri Radhe

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Gopis Capture Krsna On Holi

By:Mahanidhi Swami

O Sakhi, look! Radha and Krsna are engaged in a long Holi festival in a secluded place. Radha and gopis have overpowered Syama and forcibly carried Him to their place. Then they sprinkle Syama with musk-scentedcolorful water. Seeing that Syama has been taken captive by the gopis, Balarama and the other gopas sent a messenger to the gopis. Then Balarama sent a gift to the gopis as a ransom for Krsna release. Accepting it, the gopis gave Krsna to Balarama.
(Gopala Tapani Up.)

Jay Jay Sri Radhe

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The Dancing Holi

Mahanidhi Madan Gopal Das

With beautiful Radha Rangini on His left, Nagara Syama enjoys pastimes in spring, the king of all seasons. Every limb is covered with showers of sandal water, red powder and fragrant kumkuma. While gazing at Krsna, Who isfar more enchanting than Kamadeva, thousands of youthful gopis become overwhelmed with amorous desires. The sakhis sing graceful songs about Holi.

Some gopis bring cloth. Their bodies are filled with bliss as they bring necklaces, finger rings and flutes. They are coming from every direction singing the glories of Holi. Coming together, the gopis play drums and karatalas. As they play graceful rhythm, the master of Govardhan Das, Natvara Sekhara Krsna dances in ecstasy.

Jay Jay Sri Radhe!

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The Babaji’s Holi

By:Mahanidhi Swami

Once in Navadvipa Dhama on Gaura Purnima (aka.Holi Purnima), Vamsidas Baba told everyone that he had no objection to people throwing color on him. So all the people did so as a kind of worship of him. Vamsidas sat in his cottage all day while people threw powders on him. He did not eat or drink anything because he was fasting for Gaura Purnima. In this way, one after another, thousands of people came to take part. Vamsidas Babaji became totally covered with powder like a hill. But he just sat silently and tolerated everything.

Ho! Ho! Holi hai!!

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Another Red Holi

By:Mahanidhi Swami

Radha Pyari sports with Nandadulala, Their gold and sapphire colored bodies turn red. Syama’s sweet murali, silken turban and crest of peacock feather turns red too. All the clothes and jeweled necklaces of the gopis also turn red. Rai Kisori and Nandalal are throwing palmfuls of red powder and squirting streams of flower rasa from Their pickaris. Hence, the gopis, the Yamuna and its bank, the kunja vana, the trees, flowers and bees, all turn red. Seeing the male and female parrots, cuckoos and peacocks turning red too, Uddhava das sings this sweet song.

Jay Jay Sri Radhe

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The Tax of Love

By: Mahanidhi Swami

As playful teenagers, Radha and Krishna love to joke and have fun. And this in essence is the goal of everyone’s life—to love, to joke and to have fun.

By daily absorbing ourselves in Radha-Krishna’s Vraja madhurya-lilas, we will quickly qualify ourselves to remember the Divine Couple at the last moment. Such transcendental memories will transport you to Goloka Vrindavana to forever enjoy a life of love, full of joking and full of fun engaged in the blissful service of Radha Govinda Yugala in your spiritual body, siddha-svarupa.

For those who remember Him, Bhagavan Sri Krishna guarantees this wonderful destination in Gita 8.6:

yam yam vapi smaran bhavam, tyajaty ante kalevaram

tam tam evaiti kaunteya, sada tad-bhava-bhavitah

“Whatever you remember at death, that you will attain!”

The following humorous pastime, the Dana-lila of Radha and Krishna, has been profusely described by poets throughout the ages. Drawing from our Gaudiya Vaisnava acharyas works such as Dana-keli kaumudi by Srila Rupa Goswamipada, and Dana-keli Chintamani by Srila Raghunatha dasa Goswamipada, and also from various rasika padakartas like Yadunandana and Radha Mohana dasa, we will describe this wonderful lila of Dana-bihari.

Once upon a time, Vasudeva engaged Bhaguri Muni and some sages to conduct a homa near Govinda Kunda beside Govardhana Hill for the benefit of his son Balarama. Before starting, the sages announce that any gopis who supply ghee for the yajna will attain the fulfillment of all their desires.

Radhika’s pet parrot, Sukshmadhi, informs Her of this, so Radha and all Her sakhis set out for Govinda Kunda. Placing a small round circle of silken cloth on Her head, as village girls do even today, Sri Radha places a golden pot of ghee on it and proceeds to the yajna.

While scurrying along to Govardhana, the gopis enthusiastically chatter among themselves, “O, today we will meet Priyatama on the pretext of donating ghee. Thrilled and excited, Radha furtively glances here and there with Her big, beautiful blue eyes while thinking, “Where? O Where is My Prananatha?”

Meanwhile in Nandagoan, Krishna hears from His pet parrot Vicaksana that Radhika is near Govardhana Hill. Taking Subala, Madhumangala and others, Krishna erects a toll booth at Syama Vedi.

Radhika spots Krishna atop the hill, and remarks in amazement, “O Vrinda! I’ve seen Hari many times, but never in such an incredibly sweet form as today.”

Radha-Madhava stare at each other’s sweet beauty from afar with unblinking eyes flooding with tears of joy. Their minds reel in intoxication from drinking the nectar of Their mutual love. Radha’s sakhis and manjaris greatly relish seeing the Divine Couple’s sweet meeting.

Then Vidagdha Nagara Shyama and His bosom pal Subala approach Radha and the sakhis. “Now just where are You going with these pots of ghee?” announces Subala. Completely ignoring him, the gopis proudly walk on without even moving an eyebrow. The gentle tinkling of Sriji’s anklebells sprinkles nectar in Shyama’s ears.

Krishna steps forward, blocks Radha’s path and commands, “Pay Me the tax! Or else I will take away Your blouse!” Displaying Her kilakinchita-bhava, Radhika simultaneously expresses feelings of anger, bashfulness and desire.

In this condition Radha’s eyes are reddish and unsteady; Her eyebrows are arched; small teardrops adorn Her eye corners; She laughs in an unseen way; and Radha’s entire body erupts with thrill bumps.

Remaining grave and silent, Kishori just sidesteps Shyama and keeps going. To defend their Swamini, the sakhis come forward and start quarreling with Krishna’s sakhas.

When Krishna tries to touch Radha while demanding, “Pay Me the tax with Your adolescent beauty”, Rai furrows Her beautiful dark eyebrows and walks away as if Shyama does not exist. This wonderful gesture of Mohini’s completely conquers the power of millions of Kandarpa’s bows.

Greatly offended, Krishna blurts, “How dare You ignore Me and insult Me like this! O You Chandi! (hot tempered girl) If You ignore a black snake, he will immediately enchant You by hissing. Then You’ll become stunned, incapable of moving.” [inner meaning: When Krishna just kisses You, enchantment will overtake You]

Arching Her finely shaped eyebrows, Kanjanakshi Radha replies, “O really? And how will a black snake survive if he attacks a mongoose? She will quickly bite him and that will not be very opportune for him.”

[inner meaning: Today it seems You’ll get a good opportunity to ravish innocent housewives] By this statement Radha reveals Her real feelings hiding behind the veneer of disinterest. Thus Radhika is just as clever as Kishora in joking dialogues.

Trying His luck with the sakhis, Krishna says, “If you have no money to pay tax now, then just leave Radha alone with Me as collateral. When you return with your payment, I’ll hand over Priyaji.”

When Vinodilal tries to touch Gandharvika, the sakhis say, “O, so You became a tax collector just to touch Radha’s body! We will tell our relatives about this and You’ll get severely punished. How shameless You are to touch other men’s wives!

“O Shyamasundara! Even if You bathe in the Triveni and feed thousands of Brahmins during a solar eclipse; or worship Gauri Durga high in the Himalayas; or go on tirtha-yatra to Badarikashrama, still You will not gain the sukriti power to lay Your hand on Raseshvari’s body!”

The gopis’ joking words flood Shyama’s heart with cascades of nectar ambrosia. Admiring the golden face of His sweetheart, Krishna says, “O Sundari! Why should I leave Your lotus feet and go on tirtha yatra to worship Gauri? O Hemangi Radha! You Yourself are Gauri and the sum total of all holy places!”

After humbly praising Sriji, Shyama conveys to the sakhis His craving to meet Radha alone with a hint of His eyes. Then the sakhis advise Swamini, “By nature this Giridhari is very naughty, so who knows what He will do next. To protect Your self-esteem, You should slip away unseen and hide in some kunja near Govardhana Hill.”

After hearing the sakhis, Radha becomes frightened and then follows their advice. Shortly later, Shyama discovers Radha’s whereabouts, and enters the bower. And at last, the eternal romantic pair enjoy intimate pastimes together amidst much laughter and merrymaking.

Thus Kamala Radha and the rasika bee Madhusudana enjoy Their hilarious toll-collecting pastime, Dana-lila!

Radha-Dana-bihari ki jai!

Dana-lila ki jai!

Jai Jai Sri Radhe!

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Syama’s Vasanta Purnima Rasalila

By: Mahanidhi Swami

Every year in Vraja Dhama in spring time (Mar-Apr), cool sandal- scented southern breezes arrive to excite the hearts of Syama and His beloved cowherddamsels. Kamadeva, the invincible God of Eros, starts dancing in the minds of Krsna and gopis. The full moon rises majestically and illuminates the Rasa Mandala with royal crimson hues. In Gita Govinda, Sri Jayadeva Gosvami wonderfully describes this Vasanta Rasalila. Feeling anxious and lonely, Radhika searches for Her Priyatama Syama in each and every forest bower along the Yamuna. Suddenly, Radha discovers that Syama is nearby dancing and revelling in amorous sports amidst a group of playful gopis. Feeling indignant at being neglected, Radha runs away in a huff to hide inside a shady bower resounding with buzzing bees. Realizing His mistake, Syama abandons the gopis, goes to a lonely bower, and enters a deep state of depression and remorse in separation from His Priyaji Radhika. Sakhi messengers then run back and forth between the separated lovers, conveying news of each other’s feelings and changing attitudes.
Eventually Priyatama Syama pacified Priyaji’s wounded heart. Then the Divine Couple unite again in blissful embraces followed by spins and whirls, Bends and bows, glances and prances as they dance the night away in the joy of Rasalila.

Nikunjesvari Radharani ki jai!
Rasabihari Syama ki jai!

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The Parrots Rebuke Rasika Mohana

By: Mahanidhi Swami

Late one night during the monsoon season Madhuri Radha along with Lalita, Vishakha and other intimate sakhis run into the forest to meet Madhava in a keli-nikunja. Sri Rupa-manjari and some manjaris tag along behind carrying various service paraphernalia.

To arrive at the trysting bower, Thakurani Radha overcomes lots of obstacles like dense darkness, rain showers, slippery footpaths, and poisonous vipers hiding along the path.

Meanwhile, Madhava sets out from Nandagrama to meet Kanjanakshi Radha in the same kunja. On the way however, Shyama is intercepted by Padma and Shaibya and whisked off to Chandravali’s private play grove.

Radhika arrives before Shyama, so She and Her girlfriends decorate the kunja beautifully for Shyama’s pleasure. Then Radha sits down eagerly waiting for Krishna. When the appointed time expires, however, Srimati becomes anxious and begins crying profusely.

Pouring out Her tender love-filled heart to Lalita, Sarvanga-sundari whimpers, “O sakhi! How can My lover come in this frightening night thundering with rain clouds? I am just sitting on this flower bed I made, looking down the path which Priyatama will tread.

“O sakhi! Tell Me, what should I do? I overcame so many obstacles due to My blossoming love-thirst for Shyama! How can I possibly pass this night without seeing My Priya Bandhu? Now all My desires are frustrated and My heart is breaking! The rumbling clouds and lightning flashes are all striking My heart.”

Lalita consoles, “O Sundari! Definitely, You WILL MEET Your Priya Bandhu!”

Alas! Although the damsels of Vraja try their best to comfort Kishori, it is to no avail. Can anyone pacify a heart slashed by feelings of love’s separation? Somehow Radha drags through the whole night agonized in separation from Shyama.

Lo and behold! Just as the sun tints the sky with the pink of passion, Pyare-mohana arrives at the gate of Radha’s kunja. Noticing His body covered with the obvious signs of Chandravali’s love sports, Ramani Radha sarcastically remarks, “O My friend! It is very auspicious that You have arrived here at sunrise. Just by seeing Your face I can understand that I will have a wonderful day today!

“But My friend! Can You explain to Me why Your face appears so dry and distraught? Who has made You look like this? I feel very unhappy to see You like this!”

Radha continued, “Alas! Alas! How beautiful Your face looks with that eyeliner (kajal)! And that spot of sindura on Your forehead enchants even the minds of the munis! Your body is scratched by sharp nails. Your chest looks especially nice with that impression of a bangle and that red foot lac! Indeed, You have spent the whole night enjoying with a woman!”

Shyama looks nervously here and there while wiping the marks off His face with His scarf. Observing all this, Lalita starts burning with anger toward Krishna, because she knows that her dearest princess Radhika passed the entire night burning in loneliness, apart from Her beloved. Seeing Lalita’s furious eyes, Shyama wonders, “I can’t imagine how much Lalita will chastise Me now.”

Then some of Sukumari’s pet parrots, chirping in the kunja, start rebuking Shyama: “You made Radha miserable by calling Her to this kunja for nothing! The whole night Swamini pined for You lamenting in separation. Your harsh treatment has even made Vrindavana’s birds, trees and creepers cry! And now You audaciously appear before Radha with the clear signs of delighting amorously with another, just to throw salt in Her open wounds. Clearly Your mind is contaminated, and You have no intelligence whatsoever.”

After listening to the parrot’s scolding, Bihari Shyama flutters His eyes ever more restlessly, fearing further admonishments from Radha’s girlfriends.

Radhika’s maidservants love to relish the special sweetness that Shyama shows when He if afraid of Radhika and the sakhis. During these anxious moments Madhava looks most beautiful to them. Then Radha’s manjaris cleverly pacify Lalita, so that they can arrange the sweet meeting of the Playful Pair.

Jai Jai Sri Radhe!

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A Daytime Tryst

By: Mahanidhi Swami

One day in Varsana, Rasavati Rai heard the beckoning of Shyama’s sweet flute song. Enchanted with a desire to touch Damodara, Devi immediately gave up all other considerations. Vrishabhanunandini broke the bonds of Her superiors suspicious glances, forgot about Her husband’s home and quickly ran out to meet Her sweetheart.

Spreading over Radha’s head like a canopy of fire, the scorching summer sun shined directly on Swamini’s head and burned the sand below Her dainty feet. Though Sukumari’s body is as soft as butter and Her feet more tender than lotus petals, Radha, careless in love’s embrace, simply cried, “Hari! Hari!” and continued Her race.

Who can stop the course of love? As the celestial Ganga, Suratarangini, floods its banks with its powerful waves, the Suratarangini Sri, with its high waves of exquisite sweetness, powerfully rushes into the dark ocean—Shyama!

“Slow down Swamini! The path is full of pebbles and thorns,” warns Her confidante Sri Rupa. “Don’t go so fast! Walk a little slower, or You will hurt Your tender lotus feet.”

Suddenly Srimati catches the intoxicating aroma of Shyama’s body, and soars after it like a honeybee seeking a nectar lotus.

Meanwhile, Madhava anxiously waits, sitting on a jeweled platform within a solitary nikunja. Illuminating the kunja entrance with the golden splendor of Her divine form, Gaurangi arrives. Hearing Haripriya’s tinkling anklebells and seeing Her enter the kunja, Pyare-mohana drowns in a nectar ocean of eagerness.

Thrilled with Their mutual darshana, Yugala glance at each other with unsteady eyes welling with tears of love. Although Vamya Vallabhi is naturally unwilling, today Radha wraps Kanu in a tight hug of generosity. Locked in love’s embrace Vinoda and Vinodini resemble a lightning streak merged in a raincloud, or a black bee enjoying the honey of a golden lotus.

O, when will the fish of my eyes, astonished with such a sweet vision, swim in the nectar ocean of Sriji meeting Shyama?

Jay jay Sri Radhe

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Madhukanta Describes Krishna’s Birthday

 Mahanidhi Swami

Our acharyas advise us that on the path of raganuga-bhakti sadhana one must first read gaura-lila in order to successfully approach and benefit from reading Radha-Krishna’s vraja-lila. If possible, it’s best to read a particular gaura-lila that is analogous to the vraja-lila you intend to read or hear.

For example, first read about Gaura-Gadadhara’s nishanta-lila (3.36-6 a.m.), waking in the flower groves of Srivasa Thakura’s estate before reading Radha-Madhava’s nikunja bhanga lila in Nidhivana during the same time.

This practice is called Gaurachandrika, which means the moonbeams (chandrika) of Lord Gauranga’s most merciful and purifying lilas illuminate the dark forest path within our hearts to show us the way to the brilliantly, blissful keli-nikunjas, wherein Vrindavanachandra forever relishes conjugal intimacies with His dearly beloved Radha.

Before we narrate the beautiful story of Bhagavan Sri Krishna’s appearance, let’s hear the acharyas conclusions regarding the interplay of Gaura and Krishna lila.

Srila Prabodhananda Sarasvati said (Sri Chaitanya-chandramrta 88), “As much as you are devoted to the lotus feet Lord Gaura, to that same extent the ocean of nectar at the lotus feet of Sri Radha will automatically arise in your heart” (gaura-padaravinde bhaktim…radha-padambhoja-sudhambu-rasih).”

Sri Narahari dasa an eternal intimate associate of both Gaura and Govinda reveals the essential contribution of Lord Chaitanya to raganuga-bhakti. In one bhajana, “Yadi Gaura Na Hoito”, he said, “If Mahaprabhu had not come to this world, who would have ever understood the glories of Sri Radha’s unlimited prema-rasa? And from whom would one get the power to render ecstatic devotional service that follows in the footsteps of the damsels of Vraja?” (radhar mahima, prema-rasa-sima, jagate janato ke, baraja-yuvati, bhaver bhakati, shakati hoito kar)

Srila Krishnadasa Kaviraja (Cc. 2.25.271) wonderfully describes the sweet connection between gaura and krisna-lila: “Krishna lila is the essence of bliss ambrosia flowing in all directions in hundreds of rivers. Chaitanya lila is an imperishable reservoir of nectar, saturated with the pastimes of Krishna. O swanlike mind, please wander in this transcendental lake” (krishna-lila amrta sara, caitanya-lila sarovara).

In Prarthana, Srila Narottama dasa Thakura says, “If you submerge yourself in the rasa-filled ocean of Gaura prema, you will become a confidential servant of Radha-Madhava” (gaura-prema rasarnave se, tarange yeba dube, se radha-madhava antaranga)

Following the principle of Gaurachandrika, we will first narrate from Chaitanya Caritamrta (2.15.17-31) how Sri Chaitanya Mahaprabhu and His associates celebrated Sri Krishna Jayanti. Then we will recount Madhukantaji’s wonderful narration of Krishna’s exciting birthday extracted from Sri Jiva Goswamipada’s Gopala Champu.

Every year, Gauranga’s bhaktas would relish the four months of Chaturmasya in Jagannatha Puri observing various spiritual festivals in the blissful association of Mahaprabhu. One year they celebrated Krishna Janmastami and Nandotsava, the day after. Everyone including Mahaprabhu dressed up as a cowherd boys (prabhu gopa vesh).

Everyone carried pots of milk and yogurt balanced on rods over their shoulders, and walked to the Janmastami festival grounds chanting euphorically, “Hari, Hari!” Kanai Khuntiya dressed as Nanda Maharaja and Jagannatha Mahiti dressed as Vrajeshvari Yasoda. Mahaprabhu danced jubilantly, and all the bhaktas began to throw milk, yogurt and turmeric (haldi) water on each other to celebrate Sri Krishna’s birthday.

At this time, Advaita Acharya jestfully challenged Gaura Gopala, “I’ll believe You’re a cowherd boy only if You can wheel this lagudi (a stick carried by gopas).”

Mahaprabhu then wheeled His lagudi around and around, and repeatedly tossed it into the sky and caught it when it fell. Gaura Gopala threw the rod over His head, behind His back, in front of Him, and between His legs. Gauranga’s display of expertise in this playful art of the Vraja gopas, brought uproarious laughter to one and all. As His grand finale, Gaurasundara astonished everyone by whirling His lagudi so rapidly in a circle that it appeared like a firebrand (alata-cakra).

Entering the deep mood of Gaura’s sakhya-prema (gopa-bhaava gudha), Nitai-Balarama picked up His lagudi and also whirled it about in amazing ways. In this way, Gauranga-sundara experienced the greatest ecstasy observing the Janmastami festival of Bhagavan Sri Krishna, who is non-different from Himself.

In Gopal Champu, Sri Jiva Goswamipada describes the appearance of Sri Krishna thus: One night when all his family members had assembled in the palace entertainment hall, Nanda Baba asked Madhukanta, a court pandita and reciter, to narrate the lila of Krishna’s birth, Janmastami.

Thus Madhukanta spoke: One day Nanda Baba said to Vrajeshvari (Yasoda), “O devi! I see very attractive child with a dark complexion and long lotus petal eyes playing on your lap. And milk is profusely flowing from your breasts. O my priya-patni! Tell me the truth. Is this a dream or is this jewel-like child within your womb?”

Then some time later, a middle-aged, saffron-clad yogini arrived in Nandagrama accompanied by a slightly chubby brahmana boy. Introducing herself to Nanda Baba she said, “My name is Paurnamasi and this boy is my grandson, Madhumangala. O Baba, I can predict the future, and I see that you will have a most beautiful and sensational son who fill the universe with bliss.”

After a some months had passed, Yasoda Ma had a vision of a celestial child entering the lotus of her heart and a divine maiden (Yogamaya) entering her womb. The presence of the Bhagavan Sri Krishna within her womb made Yasoda Ma radiant like a thousand suns. Understanding she was pregnant, all the elderly gopis of Nanda Vraja brought gifts and auspicious items to offer Yasoda. As it often happens with pregnant mothers, Yasoda Ma had a craving to eat tulasi decorated rice mixed with camphor and lots of ghee and sugar, a favorite of Gopala.

On Wednesday, Bhadra krishna-astami, as the moon rose in the Rohini star during a harsha-yoga, Krishnachandra, the ocean of surprises, appeared to relish the intense motherly love of Yasoda Ma. Baby Krishna’s tender body was more effulgent than a brilliant blue sapphire. The moon of Nandulala’s face conquered the full moon. Gopala’s eyes resembled astonishing lotuses. Krishna’s lovely hands were more splendorous than the newly unfurled leaves of a celestial desire tree. Gopala cried sweetly while slightly moving His splendid hands and feet.

While gazing lovingly at her newborn, Yasoda thought, “Is He an empire of radiant darkness? Is He the topmost object of beauty for the eyes to see?” When the child cried at this time, Yasoda Ma took it to mean, “Yes, Yes Indeed I am all that and much more!”

When the village ladies came to see the baby, they all became overwhelmed with motherly affection. Gathering around Yasoda’s bed, they gazed at Gopala and started chattering excitedly. One lady said, “Ah! I will caress His darling head.” A second lady said, “I want to offer my very self to His heart and reside there forever.” While looking lovingly upon the Lord of Love, each lady expressed her personal desires.

Although Yasoda Ma gazed continually at her baby Gopala, she could not satiate her thirst. Streams of nectar poured from her breasts and tears of trickled from her loving eyes.

Concluding the story of Krishna’s birth, Madhukanta said, “O Nanda Baba! Your son Gopala bestows extraordinary auspiciousness to the people of Vraja, and gives the highest bliss to the people of the universe.”

Though not speaking this openly to the assembly, Madhukanta thought the following after narrating the pastime of Krishna’s appearance: “These Vrajavasis have a unique perfection, for there is nothing but Krishna in their hearts. All their heart’s affection is for Krishna alone. And Krishna will only reveal Himself to a devotee whose heart is full of love for Him. Thus Sri Krishna is always present in the hearts of these Vrajavasis.

Sri Krishna Jayanti ki jai!

Jai Jai Sri Radhe!