After hearing the conversation ,I left the sea shore and went to one of the beautiful gardens of Dwarka .It was very peaceful and calm .I never had such a silent and magical moment in my life .Dwarka's gardens were well maintained.There were variety of flora and fauna .The breeze carried the fragrance of many flowers .Fountains ,lamps ,lotus pond and peacock feathers lying here and there .But the place somewhat looked familiar to me .I had been here before .I kept on thinking and trying to figure out about the garden ,when suddenly I heard a soft ,melodious music tune from a distant place .It entered into my ears just like the smooth ,tender waves of the ocean .My ears constantly searched to hear the music .My eyes constantly searched for the person who played such a beautiful music .My legs and hands started to become restless .I stood up and followed to the music .As I walked ,I could hear the music more and more closer .Then I saw something golden through the big creepers .It was a flute .When I approached even closer ,I saw 2 blue hands pressing the holes of the flute .
KRISHNA........It was him again ,attracting me towards his divine music of love. I kept looking at his beauty while he was playing the magical instrument.
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ठधरठमधà¥à¤°à¤ वदनठमधà¥à¤°à¤ नयनठमधà¥à¤°à¤ हसितठमधà¥à¤°à¤®à¥ |
हà¥à¤¦à¤¯à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ à¤à¤®à¤¨à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤¾à¤§à¤¿à¤ªà¤¤à¥à¤°à¤à¤¿à¤²à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤®à¥ ||
(His lips are sweet, His face is sweet, His eyes are sweet, His smile is sweet, His loving heart is sweet, His gait (walk) is sweet, Everything is completely sweet about the Lord of Sweetness.)
वà¤à¤¨à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ à¤à¤°à¤¿à¤¤à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ वसनठमधà¥à¤°à¤ वलितठमधà¥à¤°à¤®à¥ |
à¤à¤²à¤¿à¤¤à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ à¤à¥à¤°à¤®à¤¿à¤¤à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤¾à¤§à¤¿à¤ªà¤¤à¥à¤°à¤à¤¿à¤²à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤®à¥ ||
(His words are sweet, His character is sweet, His dress (garment) is sweet, His posture is sweet, His movements are sweet, His wandering (roaming) is sweet, Everything is completely sweet about the Lord of Sweetness.)
वà¥à¤£à¥à¤°à¥à¤®à¤§à¥à¤°à¥ रà¥à¤£à¥à¤°à¥à¤®à¤§à¥à¤°à¤ पाणिरà¥à¤®à¤§à¥à¤°à¤ पादॠमधà¥à¤°à¥ |
नà¥à¤¤à¥à¤¯à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ सà¤à¥à¤¯à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤¾à¤§à¤¿à¤ªà¤¤à¥à¤°à¤à¤¿à¤²à¤ मधà¥à¤°à¤®à¥ ||
(His flute-playing is sweet, His foot-dust is sweet, His hands are sweet, His feet are sweet, His dancing is sweet, His friendship is sweet, Everything is completely sweet about the Lord of Sweetness.)
(Madhurashtakam)
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I got so involved ,that I started to dance in ecstasy My legs and hands forced me to dance to the tunes of love .I forgot everything .Kaliyuga ,my family ,my home ,my trip to Kurukshetra ,my secret trip with Krishna to Dwapar yuga ,everythingI forgot .
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I danced around Krishna .He gave me a sidelong glance .Ah ! how beautiful were his divine glances ! I could not stop looking at him . Not only me ,but all the creatures of the mystical garden were attracted to Krishna .Just like how the earth revolves around the sun which provides it with light ,I danced around the lord of universe who provides me with life .
Peacocks came forward and offered Krishna their beautiful feathers .Birds sat on Krishna's shoulder and experienced the sweetness of the sweet lord .Deers and cows bowed down before him and licked his lotus feet .
I forgot myself .I felt as if my soul (atma) was merging with the supreme soul (paramatma) .My heart ,my mind ,my emotions and feelings ....everything just came in control .
Krishna ,Krishna,Krishna ,Krishna ,Krishna ,Krishna, Krishna,Krishna.......... All I ever know is Krishna.
"Godha ..........." Krishna's slow and comforting voice entered into my ears "You dance so beautifully...." He appreciated me .Krishna is someone who doesn't love me for my physical appearance .He truly accepts me as I am ,and his love is always eternal and everlasting . "Of course with that flute of yours , you can easily make someone dance to you tunes !" I was breathing heavily after my dance .
"I was looking for you everywhere .I played the flute because ,I know you are addicted to this music and you will surely come to me ." He said .
"But this place looks familiar...." I asked .
"This is the same place Godha ,where we met for the first time .Don't you remember that dream which you saw ?"
Oh yes ! The beautiful ,magical garden was the place where I saw my cowherd Prince for the very first time .Even though it was just a dream ,but I still remember that moment when my material eyes looked at the eyes of my beloved Govinda .I still remember when my material ears heard the melodious voice of my Shyam. How enchanting that time was ......
"Your flute looks magical .Can I touch it ?" My eyes were getting attracted to the golden instrument which Krishna was holding in his hand ,tightly .
"Anyway I was going to give it to you . For a different purpose ......." He replied .
I was confused .What did he mean by this ?
"You know very well that tomorrow I am leaving Panchala Kingdom .From Draupadi's Swayamvar ,my role starts .So Godha ..... I am giving this flute of mine to you .I cannot come with you or take you everywhere...... so in my place ,this bansuri of mine will be with you .Whichever place you desire to visit or whomsoever you desire to see ,just play the flute .....meditating upon the desired place or person you wish .You will be transported automatically to the place/person (being invisible) .But yes ,if you don't concentrate upon the place or person properly ,you will never ever reach the desired destination .Make sure you keep the flute safely with you .Without this ,there is nothing which can get you back home and hence you will remain in this era forever ......" Krishna said .
Krishna's flute in my hands ! How nice !
"But without this flute also ,you can get me home ..." I asked .
"Yes I can Godha ,but this flute acts like a tunnel between the 2 eras .Without this ,it will be difficult for me .Also ,I have an epic to lead and a war to fight .I don't want to put you in risk .
If you remain here ,then there will be turbulence in the laws of logic ,space and time .You can't stay here forever !"
"But how can you fight the war ?You will be promising that you won't hold any weapons .That is how the epic goes ,right ?"
Krishna looked straight into my eyes & said "You will understand".
I held the flute in my hands .It was beautifully sculpted and was decorated by many gemstones .I felt the divinity of the flute entering into my body ,for the flute belonged to the supreme personality of godhead .I kept the flute close to my heart .
"Oh Krishna ,it looks so beautiful .But I don't know how to play a flute .I have never played such an instrument ever in my life .How will it work ?" . Krishna held my chin up and said "That's easy .You only have to blow air in it .Your innermost Krishna ,who resides in your heart will play it ."
His lines really touched my heart . "I will keep it safely ,just like Radha ........"
Krishna kissed my forehead "I must leave now .Stay safe, my dear Godha ."
Saying this he left the garden.
(Made by me ð)