I felt too happy to see my dearest
mate
Ruling Dwaraka like the lord of
heavenly gods
His royal splendor and pomp I never
imagined
Who once did move with me like a
rustic lad
Who would believe that I, a poor
begging Brahmin
Had the fortune of making friends
with him?
Those happy bygone times I never
forget
When I had moved with Krishna in the
forest retreat
Of sage Sandeepan great to learn the
Vedic lore;
He never displayed his royal pride
and power
He moved with ease regaling all
inmates
Playing on his flute enchanting
melodies;
None thought about his mysterious
powers
Neither did he flaunt or brag
glorious feats;
But ever remained a playful friendly
companion to all;
While we struggled with precise
tones of Vedic hymns
He mastered effortlessly whatever he
heard
As if he knew already all by heart;
We gaped with wonder at his erudition
and wisdom vast
Whatever he did no trace of strain or
stress was seen
Everything he did in a sportive way performing
best
In his ever- cheerful countenance, I
found
A
mystic attraction with fascinating eyes
His dusky complexion beamed like sapphire
His lovely figure in all joy and love
inspire
Surely something divine in him concealed
Though simple and innocent he did act
and speak
Though some ill-speak of him as a
juggling lad;
Can a small child suck out the life of a
demoness
Who tried to kill him with her poisoned
milk?
Can a small child break the gigantic
flying wheel?
Can a small child slay the wild
demon-horse
That gaped his jaws to devour and kick
him down?
Can a small child burst open the monstrous
python’s guts
And free his captured cowherd friends
and cattle alive?
Can a small child kill a charging bull with
menacing horns
With threatening red eyes to gore all
kids?
Can a small child break open the monstrous
stork
Rushing with wide open beak spitting
fire?
Can a small child swallow the raging forest fire
To
save his cattle and mates shouting for help?
Can a small child unfold the cosmic
wonders
Within his mouth while his mother stood
dazed with surprise?
Can a small child uplift the lofty
mountain on his finger
Just like a ball and stand steadfast
for seven days
For his people to seek refuge with
their kids and cows
And subjugate Indra’s vain wounded
pride?
Can a small child dance with tiny feet
on poisonous hoods
Of a mighty serpent and drive him out
of the village pond
To save his people and cattle from its
poisonous breath?
Can a small child assume the forms of all
his friends and cattle
For one full year and gladden the hearts of
parents
At Gokul when Lord Brahma kidnapped all
creatures
And hid them in a cave to show off his
divine
Supremacy, but felt humbled by the tiny tot?
How Krishna dived into the river at once
And brought back to life our teacher’s son
Drowned long ago from struck by cruel fate!
Dire death himself humbly cringed before him
And
gave back the child alive as in a dream;
The
most precious gift who can give but he
Who
can transcend both life and death?
Surely my friend God in human form I trust
Blessed are Gopis who shared with him all
they possess
And tasted bliss supreme in his presence;
Blessed is Brindavan where Krishna danced
with them;
With every maid manifesting in various
forms;
Blessed are the waters of Yamuna where
Krishna swam;
Blessed are the birds, cattle, hills and
trees
That felt the touch of Krishna’s lotus
feet;
No wonder to know that Nanda’s dearest
friend
Rolled with mad ecstasy shedding tears
of joy
On foot-prints of Krishna on Yamuna’s
sands;
And yet my friend tricks me to treat him
Like a human being with playful innocent
looks;
How foolish I was when I went with my
friend to get
Tall kusha grass for our preceptor great
When I bluffed saying my teeth chattered
in wintry night
While munching peas in stealth to quench
my hunger
Letting my friend alone to starve with
hunger!
I hang my head in shame for lying even to
God;
He with whom I did chat in casual ways
Ignorant of his form resplendent and
divine
Now shines like radiant sun of Yadav clan
Lord of Dwaraka, the richest island in
western seas
Honoured by all, including gods, sages and
saints;
While I, a Brahmin poor with a family
large
Wander from door to door to earn my daily
bread
To feed my kids burning with hunger
Though I care for my household gods and
daily rituals
Offering ablutions to sun and sacred
fire;
Never can I forget Krishna’s beautiful
form
He shines like a moving cloud crowned
with rainbow tints
Beaming with gems and dressed in yellow
silken robes;
Arousing in every heart pure devotion and
joy
Pure spiritual bliss and love incarnate
His
form ever resides within my bosom
Never thought of visiting his royal palace
Though oft compelled by my spouse to seek his
help
At least to save my starving children;
Besides who would believe a beggar like me
With shabby beard and torn dress
A friend of Krishna whom three worlds obey
The guards would mock at me as a man insane
Laughing at my entreaties vain;
Abject sense of shame and fear darkened my brow
As I approached with fluttering heart the
royal gate
No worthy gift I had but a knot of stale
beaten rice;
As if by grace of God, my friend himself came
out
Seeing my face-- with arms outstretched
smiling with joy
Hugged this poor Brahmin’s emaciated form;
He led me warmly clasping through royal
corridors
Decked with paintings and marble sculptures
carved
To the royal chamber where his spouses dwelt;
My mind felt dizzy with unbelievable
delight
He offered his best throne for me to sit at
ease
As he with his chief royal queen washed my
feet
With sandal-scented water spouting through
silver vase
And honoured me with garlands and silken upper
cloth
Offered me syrups to quench my thirst and
weariness;
As his spouses waved cool breeze with pea-cock
feathered fans;
Dumbfounded did I stare as if I had a dream
too far
Above my status; while Krishna recounted his
student days
Fondly recounting the happy times we spent;
Of witty
incidents and pranks we played
No change
did I perceive in him and his talk;
The royal
status and power did not vitiate
His noble nature and simple, friendly manners
;
With jovial
looks he asked me what gift I had brought
As I did
shrink with shame as to what to reveal
He searched
and searched till he did see
And untied
the knot of my upper cloth
As I stood
shuddering with fear and utter shame;
He hugged me
for my poor gift and thanked me a lot
Munching
with great relish a handful of beaten rice
While his
queens stared with wonder and confounded looks;
His
selfless, pure love immersed me in bliss
Krishna’s
overwhelming love more precious than heaven
I did forget
my task for which I came
Nothing I
wished, nothing I required
Absorbed in
Krishna’s thoughts forgot myself
Thanking him
profuse, his palace reluctant I left;
Unwilling to
miss his gracious form benign;
Like a soul
leaving the gates of paradise;
And sinking
back to gloomy abyss mired in poverty;
But, lo! My humble
hut nowhere I saw
And there a
golden mansion fit for princes to dwell
I mused
whether I lost my way or reached wrong abode
My spouse
and children dressed in cosy silken robes
Hailed me as
I stood confused with wonder
Shocked and
dazed I stood motionless and mute;
No words I
found to thank my kindest lord
Who showered
heavenly affluence unsought
On me a
worthless begging Brahmin poor;
Nothing more
I desire, Lord of three worlds!
Let me
dedicate my life to Thee
Musing on
thy lotus feet and holy name
My whole
body thrills to think of thy sweetest form.
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20th December, 2020 Somaseshu Gutala
Note:
Lord Sri
Krishna and Sudama studied in Sage Sandeepan’s ashram near Avanti. It is said that Krishna and Bal Ram stayed
here for 64 days to learn 64 vidyas . As a boy Krishna faced many dangers from
his uncle Kamsa, Madura’s ruler. He sent many demons and tried to kill him.
Krishna killed many demons like Putana, Shakatasura, Aghasura, Keshi and
Bakasura etc. Even he subjugated the arrogance of Lord Indra by saving his
people from the wrath of Indra by lifting a hill called Goverdhan. He taught a
moral lesson to Brahma who prided himself as the creator of the universe by
assuming the forms of cattle and gopas when Brahma kidnapped all cattle and
gopas and hid them in a cave for one whole year.
When all his schemes failed, Kamsa sent his
counsellor, Akrura to invite Krishna and Balaram to a sacrifice (Dhanur Yagam)
conducted by him. After killing Kamsa and installing Kamsa’a father Ugrasena as
the king of Madhura, Krishna set free his parents, Devaki and Vasudeva from the
prison. Later as per tradition he went to Sandeepan’s Ashram with his brother
to learn Vedas and other shastras. After completing his studies, he shifted
from Madhura to Dwaraka to save his people from the Magadha ruler Jarasandh who
invaded Yadava kingdom seventeen times. There he ruled Yadava clan along with
his brother, with the fabulous city of Dwaraka as capital which was constructed
by Vishwakarma in a short span of only two days. Sudama well-known as Kuchela
for his shabby appearance and torn clothes, led a life of poverty burdened with
a large family. His wife, Susheela, a good housewife urged Sudama to go and
meet his boyhood friend, Krishna and beg him for help to feed his starving family.
Sudama, after many entreaties, reluctantly left for Dwaraka doubting whether
Krishna would recognize him who was so poor that he could not carry a worthy
gift for his friend. But to his utter astonishment and surprise he was
well-received with royal honours and was showered with warmest affection and
respect. Though poor, Sudama was rewarded for his intense devotion and selfless
dedication to God.
The episode of Sudama reveals the selfless
devotion and Sakhya Bhakti (treating God as one’s closest friend) and asking
for no favours from God. In return this story also reveals Krishna’s noblest
example of a friend who treated him with utmost respect and affection without
considering his status and position. Though Sudama had not asked him for any
help, he generously gave him royal luxuries and immense wealth. God’s boundless mercy and compassion are seen
in this episode. This episode is the best example of an ideal friendship
unparalleled and unprecedented and nowhere found in any age and place.
1. Sudama--- Classmate of Krishna at the Gurukul
of Sandeepan.
2. Kamsa
-- King and uncle of Madhura of Vrishni
clan.
3. Putana—a demoness sent by Kamsa to
breastfeed Krishna with poisoned milk. Krishna sucked out her
life and killed her. Putana represnts enormous human ignorance which was
purified by the touch of God.
4. Wheel-demon – Shakatasura, a demon who hid behind the cart to kill Krishna. He lifted child high into
the air, Krishna increased his weight and and broke the back of the flying
demon. He represents the burden of past and present evil tendencies and
attachments accumulated by human being.
5. Bull-demon – Kamsa sent Arishtasura as a bull to kill Krishna. Krishna caught the bull by horns and killed the
wild demon by swirling him in the air and dashing him to the ground. He
represents disregard for religion and cheating mind.
6. Keshi, the horse-demon – Sent by Kamsa, Keshi
opened his mouth and tried to attack Krishna. Krishna caught his two legs and threw him to a great
distance.When he opened his mouth Krishna thrust his arm into Keshi’s mouth
and Keshi was choked to death. Keshi represents false pride and egoism.
7. Aghasura –
elder brother of Putana and Bakasura. Aghasura assumed the form of an eight mile - long serpent. The gopas entered the mouth of the serpent mistaking it to be a cave.
Krishna entered into Aghasura’s stomach and enlarged his size to such an extent
that Aghasura struggled for breath and his body burst open resulting in
death. Aghasura represents cruelty and
violence.
8. Bakasura
– A demon sent by Kamsa. Assuming the form of a big stork he swallowed Krishna. But forced by the intense heat he
disgorged Krishna. The Lord grabbed Bakasura’s beak and split it into two
killing him on the spot. Bakasura represents deceipt and wickedness.
9. Kaliya – A
giant serpent who occupied the waters of the Kalindi river by force and turned
the pond into a dangerous place by its poisonous breath. To protect gopas,
Krishna jumped into the river and danced on its hoods till the giant serpent
felt repentant and was willing to leave the pond along with its family to stay
in Ramanaka Dweepa. The multi-hooded Kaliya represents numerous desires and
egoistic pride.
10. Nanda’s
friend – refers to Akrura, son of Swaphalka of Vrishni clan and was the chief
counsellor of Kamsa. He was an uncle of Krishna and was sent by Kamsa to invite
Krishna and Bala Ram to Madhura. He is
one of the noble devotees of Krishna.
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