Friday, January 30, 2009

Prem Sudha Dhara: Vijayji


(Page 313)

Shri Hari

Shri Vrindavan Dhaam

2nd July 1970

Dear Vijay,


With love, Jai Shri Hari.


Lord Krishna's sensuality reminds me of a pada woven around an ardent escapade which pleased Shri Radha. Yugal Rasikvar (Shri Radha-Krishna, the passionately divine couple) are resplendent in the dense forest. Beneath a tree and at times under a canopy of creepers, the duo are busy in spirited antics, and passionate dalliances as they stroll around.


As a matter of chance no sakhi dropped by today. Guess what! It began to drizzle. Dense clouds had already overcast the blue sky and now the dark-hued assemblage drenched the forest with a trickle of enthused exudation, further inflaming the delicious anguish of Shri Radha-Krishna.


Self conscious Shri Radha's aroused eyes and enraptured state, may reveal the ardent longing of her heart but generally speaking she is not very articulate. The scenario is different in case of Lord Krishna, the supreme lover. He says and does precisely what he pleases; expressing his opinion on the pretext of a song or conversation. Occasionally his spirited antics acquire love's serious notes and gush forth, making Shri Radha reach the heights of elation and ecstasy.


And soon after Krishna with his mischief and spontaneity, tenderness and teasing does exactly what delights him. When Preetam sings it pleases Priyaji, as he reveals the mazes and mysteries of love. While Shri Radha feels that her love for Krishna can always expand to greater heights in this joyous abandon. And the sensuous romantic dalliance of Shri Krishna plus Shri Radha's helplessness in stopping the rush of love is adorable!


How idyllic is this domain! Hearing the black cuckoo's sweet-voiced song, Lord Krishna exalts, 'The shrill cry of the cuckoo arouses the forest, awakening intense passion in the heart and not merely this my beloved! I do not have the slightest inkling why all the birds, winding creepers caressing tree trunks...the whole lot of them tug at my heart strings. Cranes and swans fly towards the call of my flute. The same fusions of delight and desire cast off all social constraints so what should I do? Priya, tell me the antidote for the exquisite desire engulfing me, stirred by the exhilarating breeze?'


Vrindavana becomes the perfect landscape where madhurya or sweet love of Lord Krishna unfolds. The 'Bhagavata' endorses the concept of the in-dwelling Vishnu who resides not only in the minds and hearts of the gopis but also in the sap that animates the birds and bees, trees and creepers. Vishnu is not to be expressed through ascetic rites and religious rituals but by evocative expressions of love that affirms one's own sensuality, and that of everything around.


Krishna tells Radha,' And look at the inconstant black bee which alights upon flower after flower to savour its sweetness, making me capricious. And Radha my darling! Who is there besides you to give solace?' Krishna clearly establishes himself as a symbol of divinity but equally a mortal full of sweet love. Not mere love-talk it endorses the firm connection that Vishnu becomes a part of the human condition not just to establish dharma but to spread his joy and love.


Tiny drops of drizzle, make the sensuous tale of the supreme lover reach its zenith. And in such a situation the speedy downpour rises; escalating the terrifying rush of love. The elements of nature applaud the heights of elation and ecstasy thus attained. Shri Radha-Krishna dally romantically in the grove of joyous abandon as love gushes forth in the rainy season when the skies are laden with heavy black clouds.


Seen as transcendental love of the highest order, Shri Radha is considered the divine mediatrix, without whom access to Narayana is not possible. Lord Krishna looted the precious moments of passionate dalliances and amorous frolics with Shri Radha, for it is said that she controls Krishna with her love and that perfect spiritual life is unattainable without her grace.and...that was enough...!

With love,

Yours Bobo.

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