Krishna’s Name

कृष्णनाम परामुक्तिः कृष्णनाम परागतिः ।

कृष्णनाम परं पुण्यः कृष्णनाम परं फलम् ॥

कृष्णनाम परोधन्यः कृष्णनाम परं तपः ।

कृष्णनाम पराशक्तिः कृष्णनाम परास्तुतिः ॥

कृष्णनाम पराभक्तिः कृष्णनाम परास्मृतिः ।

कृष्णनाम परं यज्ञं कृष्णनाम परामतिः ॥

कृष्णनाम परं ज्ञानं कृष्णनाम परास्थितिः ।

कृष्णनाम परं दानं कृष्णनाम जगत्प्रियः ॥

कृष्णनाम परं श्राद्धं पितृणां तर्पणः परम् ।

कृष्णनाम पराप्रीतिः कृष्णनाम परः प्रभुः ॥

कृष्णनाम जगत्सत्यं जन्तुनां करणं परम् ।

जीवनं शरणं कृष्णनामैव विपुलं धनम् ॥

Krishna’s name is the supreme freedom and the supreme refuge.

Krishna’s name is the supreme virtue and the supreme reward.

Krishna’s name is the supreme treasure and the supreme austerity.

Krishna’s name is the supreme power and the supreme praise.

Krishna’s name is the supreme devotion and the supreme remembrance.

Krishna’s name is the supreme sacrifice and the supreme thought.

Krishna’s name is the supreme knowledge and the supreme abode.

Krishna’s name is the supreme gift and the friend of the world.

Krishna’s name is the supreme shraddha ceremony and the supreme offering to the ancestors.

Krishna’s name is the supreme love and the supreme master.

Krishna’s name is the universal truth and the supreme helper of the living beings.

Krishna’s name is indeed life, refuge and abundant wealth.

KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 2.16

काचित् प्रसूनाम्बु-दरार्द्रवाससा व्यत्यस्तरागाञ्जन-यावकादिकम् ।

मृष्ट्वा प्रतिस्वेक्षण-सिद्धये तयोर्मुखद्वयं दर्पणतां निनाय किम् ॥

One of the kinkaris moistened a small piece of fine, soft cloth with rose water and cleaned the collyrium, lac and tambula stains left here and there on their bodies. They became so lustrous that they could use each other’s face as a mirror. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 2.16)

Govinda-LIlAmRtam 1.60

अथास्या वयस्याः प्रमोदात् स्मितास्याः सखीं तां हसन्त्यो मिथः प्रेरयन्त्यः ।

सशङ्काः समन्तात् प्रभाताद् दुरन्तात् प्रविष्टा निकुञ्जं सशब्दालिपुञ्जम् ॥

Full of joy and smiling brightly, Radha’s sakhis joked about her and urged each other to go into the kunja first. Anxious that the dreaded morning had come, they finally entered the bower, which was filled with the soft humming of bees. (Govinda-LIlAmRtam 1.60)

KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 1.23-24

ततः पुनस्तानथ टिट्टिभादीनुत्कूजतः प्राह विधूत-तन्द्रा ।

हंहो! क्षमध्वं शयितुं क्षणं मे दत्तेति सा मोटयदङ्गमीषत् ॥

The wild cocks, partridges and other birds resumed their chirping and once again awakened Radha. She stretched her body slightly and said, “O birds, please forgive me.  Just let me sleep a little while longer.” (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 1.23)

कादम्ब-कारण्डव-हंस-सारसाः कपोत-शारी-शुक-केकि-कोकिलाः ।

जगुः कलं केलिवनी-जलस्थल-प्रचारिणः कृष्ण-कथामृतोपमम् ॥

Then the geese, ducks, swans, cranes and other aquatic birds living in the pleasure grove joined with the doves, mynahs, parrots, peacocks, cuckoos and other land birds in a sweet harmony of warbling as nectarous as the stories of Krishna. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 1.24)

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हृदोऽनुरागं कुच-कुङ्कुमच्छलान्न्यधत्त राधाच्युत-पादपद्मयोः ।

यावद्रवारक्ततरालको दधौ मूर्ध्नैव सोऽस्याः पदयोस्तमुज्ज्वलम् ॥

Visakha said, “O Sakhi! Look at that! Under the guise of kunkuma from her breasts, our Radha has deposited her heart’s affection on Krishna’s lotus feet. And Krishna is carrying his love for Radha’s lotus feet in the reddish lac smeared upon his head.” (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 2.5) 

इत्थं क्षणं तावदलक्षिताङ्ग्यो नीचैः स्वरं तावनुवर्णयन्त्यः ।

भाग्यं स्वमेवातिसभाजयन्त्यो ममज्जुरानन्द-महोदधौ ताः ॥

Remaining unseen, the sakhis quietly recounted Radha-Krishna’s pastimes for a while and celebrated their own good fortune. In this way they gradually sank deeper into the vast ocean of bliss. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 2.6) 

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Sri Radha Finally Wakes (Updated 4/20)

atha prabudhyaiva vidhUya pakSAn grIvAH samunnIya cukUjur uccaiH |

yat kukkuTAH paJca-Sa-vAram Adau rAdhA jajAgAra tadApta-bAdhA ||

  After waking, the wild cocks shook their feathers, raised their necks and crowed loudly five or six times. Realizing that morning had come, Sri Radha grudgingly rose from her sleep. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 1.20)

kRSNANga-saMzleSa-vizeSa-bAdhinas tAn eva matveti zazApa sA ruSA |

are! paretAzu pareta-rATpuraM tatraiva kiM kUjata no padAyudhAH? || 

Feeling that her pleasant embrace with Krishna had been disturbed by all this noise, she angrily cursed the cocks. “Hey, you foot-fighters! Why don’t you quickly drop dead and resume your crowing in hell?” (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 1.21)

Krishna! Get up! (Updated 4/13)

iti nigaditavatyaH zArikAH premavatyaH

sukhada-pada-padArthAM vAcam utthApanArthAm |

yadi kim api viremuH patriNas taM praNemuH

samupasRta-nikuJjAH prApta-sammoda-puJjAH ||

  Speaking in this pleasant and eloquent way, the adoring mynahs tried to rouse Sri Radha. When they had more or less given up, the birds who had come to the bower then joyfully offered their respects to Sri Krishna instead. (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.16)

atha zayana-satRSNaM bodhayAmAsa kRSNaM

vitatir api zukAnAM kRSNa-harSotsukAnAm |

zravaNa-sukhada-saumyaiH snigdha-zabdArtha-ramyaiH

sarasataram analpaiH kUjitaiH sIdhu-kalpaiH ||

  Eager to please the sleepy Krishna, a group of parrots awakened him by making sweet, nectarous sounds and speaking affectionate words that were soothing to the ear, cheerful and charming. (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.17)

praNaya-rasa-gabhIrAz cAru-zabdArtha-dhIrAH

kala-sumadhura-kaNThAH prema-jalpeSv akuNThAH |

sati samaya-viveke bodhayAM cakrur eke

na khalu bata vidagdhAH kArya-kAle vimugdhAH ||

  Without hesitation, they all began to chatter with soft, sweet voices, speaking charming words full of deep love and meaning. Indeed! When it’s time for the skilled to perform their work, there is no confusion! (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.18)  

subhaga! rajani-zeSe svApa-gehe suzeSe

tvam iti hi jananI te saMzayaM svaM dhunIte |

samayam atha viditvA jAgarArthaM tvaritvA

svayam iyam upagantrI sneha evAtra mantrI ||

  “O charming one! Thinking that you are sound asleep in your own room, Mother Yashoda hasn’t been concerned. But now that it is time to awaken you, her motherly affection will certainly bring her quickly to your bedside.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.23)

tvam asi samaya-vettA sarva-duHkhaika-bhettA

bhavasi bhuvana-bandhuH sad-guNa-grAma-sindhuH |

vratati-bhavana-talpaM mUrtiman-moda-kalpaM

yad api tad api muJca svasti te’smAd udaJca ||

  “You are the knower of time, the only destroyer of all miseries, the friend to everyone and an ocean of good qualities. Though this soft bed of creepers may seem like the embodiment of pleasure to you, still, for your own good, you must rise and leave it.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.22)

mada-madhupa-yuvAnaH prApta-doSAvasAnaH

cyuta-kusuma-vanAntaH svApam udyAtavantaH |

dadhati katipayathyAM kelim ambhoja-vIthyAM

sati samaya-viveke ke vimuhyanti loke? ||

  “Within the flower-strewn forest, a group of drunken young bees woke at daybreak and are now sporting in a cluster of lotuses. Is anyone in the world confused about determining the proper time for an activity?” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.20) 

kvacana mukha-viSAdaH kvApi hAsa-prasAdaH

kva ca dayita-viyogaH kvApi kAntasya yogaH |

kumuda-kamala-vIthyor vaisadRzye’titathye

bhavati kim-u na kAlaH kSobha-zobhA-vizAlaH ||

  “In one place, the white water-lilies’ faces are sad, while in another, the blue lotuses are smiling brightly.* Somewhere, lovers are separating, and somewhere else, other lovers are meeting. Is it not time only that determines one’s happiness or distress in this circumstance?” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.21)

*The white lily blooms at night, whereas the blue lotus blooms in the day.

jaya subhaga! namas te zrUyatAM satvaras te

cira-zayana-sapIDaH kauty ayaM tAmra-cUDaH |

upanata-nija-sevA-kAla-saMmoda-pIvA

na hi samaya-vidagdhaH kArya-kAle vimugdhaH ||

“O fortunate one, may victory be yours. I offer my obeisance. Now please listen to me. After seeing you asleep for so long, the red-crested cock became upset but now loudly cries in joy, knowing the time for his seva has arrived. When it’s time for his duties, a person who knows the established customs is never bewildered.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.27)

The Mynahs Try to Wake Radha---Again! (Updated 3/29)

agaNita-kula-niSThA mA nikuJje zayiSThAH parihara surata-ghnaM svApam udgaccha zIghram |

samajani savizeSaH pazya doSAvazeSaH kuru na gata-samAdhAM bandhu-vargasya bAdhAm ||

  “O Radhe! Have you not considered your family dignity? You should not be lying in this kunja! Give up this sleep, which only deprives you of enjoyment, and quickly rise from your bed.  Just look; the end of night is here. Please don’t cause your relatives to suffer.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.4)

iyam ajani digaindrI dRzyatAM devi! sAndrI-bhavad-aruNima-dhArA tvat-pAdAbjAnukArA |

iyam api ca varAkI satvarA cakravAkI parimilita rathAGge jAta-viccheda-bhaGge ||

“Look, O playful one, the eastern sky has become a deep crimson in imitation of your lotus feet. And just see how the cakravaki quickly reunites with her mate after their sorrowful night of separation.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.5)

api tava mukha-zobhAm-Aptu-kAmo’tilobhAd

aparikalita-kAmaH svaM vapus tyaktu-kAmaH |

carama-zikhari-zRGgaM prApya pazyaiva tuGgaM

vrajati zazadharo’staM vArayed adya kas tam ||

  “The moon, wishing her face to be as lustrous as yours, now wants to abandon her own body in disappointment. She is plummeting from a high peak of the western mountains to end her life. Who can possibly prevent this tragedy?” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.6)

nija-kara-paripuSTA pazya seyaM praviSTA

zazi-mukhi! lalitAGgI sannidhau te kuraGgI |

kuru sa-kRpam apAGge kiJcid aJcat-taraGge

bhavatu bata kRtArthA prItaye te samarthA ||

  “O moon-face! Look! Here comes that beautiful, frolicsome doe that you have nourished by your own hand. Cast your merciful sidelong glance upon her, for she always brings you great joy.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.12)

nava-kizalaya-buddhyA jAtito’ntar vizuddhyA-

ruNa-pada-kamalaM te svAdituM kRSNa-kAnte! |

tvaritam upasarantI tvat-sakhInAM vahantI

kara-sarasija-ghAtaM yA vidhatte prayAtam ||

  “O beloved of Krishna! Thinking that your reddish lotus feet are tender new leaves, that innocent doe is swiftly coming for a taste. Even though your sakhis push her away with their lotus hands, she keeps trying!” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.13)

zazi-mukhi! tava phelA-mAtra-bhoge sakhelA tava pada-jala-pAnAmoda-mAtrAvadhAnA |

api bhavad avalokAbhAva-saJjAta-zokA tava mukha-zazi-bimbAloka-mAtrAvalambA ||

“O moon-face! The playful doe longs only for the joy of tasting the remnants of your food and the water that has washed your feet. But saddened because you haven’t yet looked at her, she can only gaze at your moonlike face.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.14)

harir atikutukI te netra-yugmaM mimIte nayana-yugam amAya-prema yasyAH pramAya |

kim api vimala-muktA-mAlayA cAru-vaktA niyatam upamimAnaH saMzayaM nirdhunAnaH ||

“After curiously measuring the innocent, love-filled eyes of the doe, Hari is now doing the same with yours. To remove any doubt of their similarity, while speaking sweetly he repeatedly compares them using a spotless string of pearls.” (KRSNAhnika-KaumudI 1.15)

Krishna Decorates Radha

athAmunA kaGkatikAM zanaiH zanair vikarSatA bhAnumatI-karArpitAm |

kacAvalI saMstriyate sma mAlatI-mAlota-veNI-racanA-paTIyasA ||

Bhanumati Manjari then gave Krishna a comb and he very gently dressed Radha’s shining hair, carefully interweaving her long braid with a beautiful garland of malati flowers. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 2.25) 

kastUrikA-candana-kuGkuma-dravaiH sambhAvitais tAm anurAgalekhayA |

cakAra mAlAJcita-cAru-citrakAM sa citra-cuJcur dhRta-navya-vartikaH ||

Next, Krishna took a soft new brush and, with liquified musk, sandalwood and saffron prepared by Ragalekha Manjari, he very skillfully painted elegant decorations on Srimati’s forehead. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 2.26) 

tATaGka-yugmena lavaGga-maJjarI-sampAditApUrva-rucA sa cAruNI |

Anarca tasyAH zravaNe navAJjanenAnaJja kaJja-pratime tad-akSiNI ||

Then he adorned Radha’s delicate ears with wonderfully splendorous ornaments made by Lavanga Manjari and applied fresh collyrium around her lovely lotus eyes. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 2.27)