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Beholding the graceful gait of Śrī Rādhā, Śrī Kṛṣṇa forgot His own gait. Gazing upon the nectar-filled glance of Her large, enchanting eyes, He stood utterly motionless, like a painted image.
Śrī Rādhā Mahārāṇī is the very source of Rasa — She who, with Her nectar, has enchanted even Mohanalāla, Śrī Kṛṣṇa Himself, the enchanter of all. Śrī Kṛṣṇa continuously drinks the nectar of Her rasa, yet is never fully satisfied. Śrī Priyā Sakhī says that by Her causeless grace, She eternally nourishes both the rasikas and Śrī Kṛṣṇa by bestowing ever-new divine rasa upon them.
Lāl Jī (Śrī Kṛṣṇa) remains intensely eager to relish the beauty of Śrī Rādhā. He gazes upon her constantly, yet never finds satisfaction. Beholding her forest-like beauty, His eyes become so deeply entangled that they refuse to turn away.
O Pyārī Jū! I wish to gaze upon You like this forever. To ward off the evil eye from your moon-like face, I would break a blade of grass and offer mustard and salt in loving devotion.
The rāsa-vilāsa pastimes of the divine Couple are so unfathomable that they are beyond my comprehension. What to speak of remembering them in their fullness — here, such a state arises that even the mere utterance of the syllable “Rā” from the name “Rādhā” causes horripilation and trembling within the body in divine ecstasy.
Śrī Lalitā Jī addresses Śrī Kṛṣṇa, “Tell me — when was the practice of collecting tax ever established in Vṛndāvana? Do you not feel even a little shame in speaking such words? Know this well —this sacred forest belongs solely to Śrī Rādhā Jū; here, our Queen Śrī Rādhā alone holds supreme sovereignty. By what right, then, do you demand a tax here?”
All glory again and again to Śrī Rādhikā, who captivates the heart of Mādhava. You are the eternal, nectarean stream flowing from the unfathomable ocean of divine rasa — all glory to You.
O sakhī! Behold the exquisite beauty of the Divine Couple today until your eyes are fully satiated. Within the bower of creeping vines, the supreme divine couple has prepared Their bed and is conversing in the softest of tones.
A gopī says: O Lord of my life (Śrī Kṛṣṇa)! In this world, that woman (or the soul) is truly most unfortunate who, having abandoned You, still yearns for the fleeting pleasures of worldly kin and family.
The glory of Śrī Vṛndāvana Dhāma is immeasurable. Here, Śyāmasundara is the enjoyer who relishes divine rasa, Śrī Śyāmā Jī (Rādhā) is the very embodiment of that rasa, and Vṛndāvana is the very foundation of their love-plays.
Kiśorī Jī (Śrī Rādhā) says to Lāl Jī (Śrī Kṛṣṇa): O Beloved! Come, let us go and play vasanta (spring) season plays together on the banks of Śrī Yamunā. In the forest bowers, the new season has arrived, and fresh flowers have blossomed everywhere.
How could my limited intellect ever have the power to describe the divine beauty of Śrī Priyājī (Śrī Rādhā)? With just a single glance from the corner of Her eyes, even the Supreme Lord, Śrī Kṛṣṇa Himself, becomes enchanted and, overwhelmed in divine ecstasy, rolls at Her lotus feet.
O Sakhī! Śrī Kṛṣṇa plays the sweet melody of the flute at Vaṁśīvaṭa. Along the supremely sacred and beautiful banks of the Yamunā in Śrī Dhām Vṛndāvana, spring ever prevails.
The divine couple, Śrī Rādhā Mādhava, the supreme treasure of life, the moonlike embodiments of the ocean of bliss, are eternally engaged in the plays of love (nitya vihāra) within the groves of Śrī Dhām Vṛndāvan.
The treasure of beauty, the divine couple, Śrī Lāḍilī-Lāl, are adorned in the nectarine sports of love, Kelī līlā, within the groves of Vṛndāvan, skilled in every art of divine love and tenderer than the softest blossom.
Shri Dhruv Dasji says that I am going to speak the most confidential philosophy, and listen very carefully. Fix your mind on the lotus feet of the divine couple, Sri Shyama Shyam, and ensure you do not lose this golden opportunity of human birth, else you will surely have to repent forever in the future.
There is no one as beautiful as the enchanter Sri Krishna. From my experience, none can match His loveliness.
By the sacred, rasa-filled banks of Śrī Yamunā, in the charming bower-cottages, the divine couple Śrī Rādhā-Kṛṣṇa engage in Their eternal Nitya-vihāra. There, an unending, blissful play of love unfolds—a sweet battle where both are undefeated warriors, and the rasa of loving exchange never ends.
O Sakhī! What to speak of demigods, humans, or sages— even the great personalities like Brahmā and others eagerly long to taste the eternal love-play of the divine couple (Nitya-vihāra-rasa).
O Sakhi! Our divine youthful couple is the very embodiment of love. Their bodies, hearts, and glances have become one, inseparable in every way.
