Failures after Failures.Feeling helpless from expecting others to prove what I am indeed, exhausted enough by attaching several hopes in Please. As always out of habit to search for reasons, I felt far better than doing measurements. To follow my heart is what I need which is all about to become rich by finding hidden treasure in me.
Oh dear four letters Love tell me what secret you have which everyone wonders.
You are in different ways in the world but still not as simple to believe.
Thinking over you,I get answer truly that I am actually inside you,that allows to love others instead of always me.
Don’t always run for this or that ,take a pause so that you can relax.I am like an endless treasure which is the only remedy for all the problems gathered. Embrace me fully so that you can see what beautiful colours life has offered already.
Writing about the glories of Shri Krishna always immerse me with love ,which every time proves that my soul has always been thirsty for.This beautiful story of a Fruit seller and Krishna,I feel closely related to me.
Oh Krishna,I don’t know that from how many numerous birth my basket of emotions just like this fruit seller ,which passed from one phase to another was burdened with worldly manifestations.I totally compare myself with this fruit seller who look tired and hopeless after many unsuccessful attempts of selling fruits.All her suffering comes to an end when she entered into your abode.Smitten by your innocence freed her from all the fruits of her deeds, which let her to accept the price that you agreed.
Soaked in the ocean of love,this ultimate sale directed her to choose the service of your lotus feet.Oh Krishna this is what attracts you, the purity of basket, which is nothing but the heart indeed,that’s why you filled her basket with all the fortune that she was in need.
Oh Hari ,please bestow your mercy upon me allowing this sinful soul to empty its basket of deeds,which was always full of why this or that but was never why not you,why not you to let this soul enriched with tears of being so lovingly.
Oh Shri Radhe Rani this sinful,unintelligent soul requests you to bestow your mercy upon me to feel like Gopis. Just like Gopis were fully absorbed in Krishna’s thought,please Radhe Rani grant me this opportunity to serve Krishna. Gopis knew clearly Krishna is the only source for happiness and more than that his name is the provider,so Radhe Rani ,indulge me,soak me fully ,stopping me to search for numerous worldly satisfactions.
Gopis were the reason that Vridavana couldn’t remain just place but a destiny where all worldly question&answers to exhaust and get lost.For gopis ,Krishna was the only shelter,oh Radhe Rani your merciful glance can do all the miracles making me to think only of lotus feet.
Oh Gopis I request you to help me in convince Radhe Rani granting authority to serve shri hari,who was always present for me but couldn’t see through glasses of desires and hopes .Heh Radhe Rani bless me to lose interest in other matters,become useless so that can be full of only eternal blissfulness.
Can’t get enough of this extremely heart touching poem about Krishna.This beautiful poem by Queen Kunti has made me speechless about the level of devotion.
I don’t know what to write more.The only thing is coming in my mind little little steps towards Krishna is proving new exploration, multiplied joy and flow of desired tears.