25th of December, 2004 - 6:31
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Festival of Sri Kunjabihari Das Babaji Maharaja
23rd of December, 2004 - 17:36
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A foggy day at Yamuna
21st of December, 2004 - 20:21
The garden of rasa
20th of December, 2004 - 17:25
Siddha Madhusudan Das Baba's festival at Surya-kunda
19th of December, 2004 - 18:38
The lake of Sri Chaitanya
18th of December, 2004 - 18:44
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At Radha-Roman's house
16th of December, 2004 - 16:09
Today Delhi going
15th of December, 2004 - 17:30
Inquiries on bhajana
14th of December, 2004 - 20:01
A crash and Radha-Krishna katha
13th of December, 2004 - 18:14
A fairly uneventful day
12th of December, 2004 - 19:31
Publicity in the whole universe
11th of December, 2004 - 18:05
On bad deeds and good character
10th of December, 2004 - 16:50
Disappearances and instructions
9th of December, 2004 - 16:59
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Festival of Narahari Sarakara
7th of December, 2004 - 17:54
Back to Radha-kunda
6th of December, 2004 - 21:42
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Half-way around Govardhan
5th of December, 2004 - 16:09
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Thoughts on our bhajana-marga
3rd of December, 2004 - 17:32
Meeting friends all day long
2nd of December, 2004 - 23:51
The second day in Vraja
2nd of December, 2004 - 17:39
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From New Delhi to Vraja
1st of December, 2004 - 19:33
Giridhari's flute busted!
1st of December, 2004 - 7:30
From New Delhi to Vraja
Posted: 1st of December, 2004 - 19:33
Around eight in the morning, we left the Delhi airport and left towards Mathura en route East of Kailash, where Yugal goes to bind photocopied texts, the commentaries of Sri Ananta Das Babaji. As it's going to be a long way ahead of us, we drop by in a small snack store to get something to eat before hitting the road. Malati sleeps most of the way, wiped out by the journey. For some reason I feel completely fresh despite not having slept properly for two days.
Yugal in the front seat, direction Vraja
Around mid-way we stop at the famous place where everybody always stops to drink something on the way. Our driver goes for a meal, and seems to not be in a rush. It must have been over half an hour that we sat there. We spot a cute little rabbit running around the place. Yugal relates how someone had come to our Baba, complaining about the jala-keli painting, painted on the wall of the ashram at Brajananda Ghera, Radha Kund, by Vrindavan Das. The objection was, "How can you paint rabbits there? There are no rabbits in Krishna-lila!" Baba directed this person to study Sri Visvanatha Cakravarti's Krishna-bhavanamritam where such a description was to be found. The relevant passage is found in the 12th chapter amidst a description of the environment surrounding Radha-kunda:
A cute little rabbit amidst the oasis
ruru zalya kIza mahiSaiH samUrubhiH
sRmaraiz camUru kapilA zazadAdibhiH |
viharadbhir eva kila yatra nIyate
samayo'ti sauhRda mitho'valehanaiH || 14.27 ||
"There, the ruru-deer, porcupines, monkeys, buffalos, samura-deer, srimara-deer, camuru-deer, kapila-cows, rabbits and varieties of other animals always lick each other in friendship."
The Sanskrit-word for rabbit is zazada. Let no-one claim that there are no hares in Krishna-lila! Incidentally, the verse above also mentions buffalos, which I remember is another among those "contested" animals that some have said are not present in Krishna-lila. I wouldn't have my Vraja without buffalos.
A rabbit at Radha-kunda
Before going to Radha-kunda, we drive to Mathura to take care of some practical stuff. Yugal knows the place inside out, he is the local information office. He has plans on putting together practical guides to help devotees find all they need without wasting time wandering through all different bazaars. We get my Reliance wireless internet connection set up and purchase varieties of household stuff for our room. Better to get it done with while we have a car and we're on the road, then we won't need to worry about it once we settle down.
We drive from Mathura to Radha-kunda through the Govardhan road and take quick darshan of Giriraja on the way. Amazing as it is, although we have been away for eighteen months, our absence seems like mere minutes, and the eighteen months shrinks to an insignificant nothingness.
amAzritA ye pada-pallava-plavaM
mahat-padaM puNya-yazo murAreH |
bhavAmbudhir vatsa-padaM paraM padaM
padaM padaM yad vipadAM na teSAm || [BhP 10.14.58]
"For the pious souls who have taken shelter of the lotus-bud feet of the famous Murari, which are the boat for crossing the ocean of worldly existence, the ocean of samsara becomes like the water gathered in a calf's foot print as they head for the supreme abode where calamities do not prevail."
The feet of Murari seem to have the potency to bend both space and time, and my earlier question on whether bending time is possible seems to have been answered.
The view from our window
Reaching Radha-kunda shortly before sunset, we unload our luggage and take bath after one and half days of travel. Gaura Dham colony is pleasantly peaceful and lush with trees and bushes, birds chirping loudly all day long. Radharani seems to have heard my complaints about the lack of nature at Radha-kunda, giving us a residence with closer semblance to the realm she lives in. Our thakurjis are happy to first of all get out of the bag they've been in for a good while, and of course to finally reach Vraja-dhama.