The blissful poetic epic for the followers of Rasopasna path, composed of 84 couplets contains daily leelas of Shri Radha Krishn written by the incarnation of Shri Krishn’s flute (murali), Shri Hita Harivansh Mahaprabhu. Writer: Shri Hita Harivansh Mahaprabhu
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O Pyārī Rādhe, today Your eyes are extremely playful and intoxicated with love. Through the devotion of Your love and Your golden form, You have completely brought Rasikalāla Śrī Kṛṣṇa under Your control.
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.
O Radhe! You are intoxicated in the nectar of Sri Mohan. O the ever-new bride! Why are you hiding the secret of that solitary meeting from me? You are hesitant because of first love, right?
Sri Hita Sajani says to Sri Radha - Oh, beauty personified! Your beloved calls you in Sri Vrindavan, eagerly awaiting your presence. You are like lightning, and your beloved is like an ever-new cloud. Why don’t you unite with your beloved, oh enchantress!
O Priya [Radha], how can I describe the captivating beauty of your eyes? They possess a charm that surpasses even the pride of a wagtail bird in its mischievous gaze, the grace of a fish in its fluid movement, and the innocence of a deer.
O Krishn! How do I hide the color of your very red lips? Even if I might paint the wonderfulness of those lips with safflower colors, I still expect love in the form of the Sun and moon.
Love doesn’t observe any decorum. Who can prevent a mind filled with love from following its path, either good or bad?
[O Radhe!] Both your eyes are restless and telling the tales! How happy are they? As if their happiness is not contained anywhere, it is known from this that you must have met Kunj Bihari (Shri Krishn) somewhere.
The leelas [love-games] of the forest are very appealing to Lal [Shri Krishn], that is why He sees Shri Priyaji’s [Radha] reflection, from head to toe, in the leaves and flowers of the forest.
O, friend! Today Shri Gopal [Krishn] is playing Rasa dance on the bank of Yamuna under the ‘Kalpavriksha’ [wish-fulfilling tree].
O, young girl! today your face is absolutely delighted with joy as if you had union with your beloved. Your speech is filled with laziness, your cheeks are colored in the redness of betel leaf and your eyes are reddish and sleepy.
Shri Hita Sakhi further says- “O Manini [Sri Radha]! Lalji [Sri Krishn] is waiting for you, sitting in the bowers of Nikunj. Just look, (At this time) What a beautiful night it is, the jasmine flowers are blooming and cool, fragrant breeze is gently blowing.
Today Shri Radhika is dancing in rhythm saying, “Thei Thei” (notes used in Indian classical dance), and gazes at moon-faced Sri Krishnachandra [Her beloved] like a bird Chakori.
Today Shri Radha Krishn, the ever-young couple is gracefully adorned in Vrindavan Dham. The divine couple Shri Radha Krishn who woke up early today, being engrossed in the divine-love whole night, is looking sleepy.
O Sri Radhey, I sacrifice uncountable ‘Khanjana’ birds upon Your eyes. These glances are fickle, mischievous, sharp, and penetrating which are naturally beautified with a hue of collyrium.
Shri Radha says, O Sakhi, Shri Krishn has stolen my heart! Early morning when I was stringing pearls together, at my palace, Suddenly, He threw pebble stones, caught my attention, and captivated my heart.
oh, dear sakhi friends! Look at the pinnacle of divine beauty (Shri Radha)! Seeing her, all the young women bow their heads (in front of her divine beauty).
This couplet was sung before Shri Hariram Vyas, When He asked few questions from Shri Hita Harivansh Mahaprabhu. Later Shri Hariram Vyas became the disciple of Shri Hita Harivansh Mahaprabhu.
Today at dawn at Lata Mandir [bowers of Vrindavan], Shri Radha Krishn are abundantly showering the nectar of divine love as both of them are overjoyed today.
Both ‘Rasa Lampata’ Shri Radha Krishn [who are always eager for nectar], are feeling jovial in the early morning, both are feeling like winners in the battle of divine love.
