Prem Ras Madira is a poetic composition of 1008 couplets of Shri Radha Krishna leelas (pastimes), devotional philosophy, devotional songs, that are divided into twenty-one madhuri. Writer: Jagadguru Shri Kripalu Ji Maharaj
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My heart is captivated by the one and only Manmohana, Śrī Kṛṣṇa. Some engage in japa, others perform austerities, some observe vows, while others wander into forests to sit absorbed in samādhi.
A sakhī, describing the Holī festival of Vṛndāvana to her intimate companion, says: “O friend! In the Holī of the divine couple, such streams of colored water were sprayed from waterguns, and such clouds of crimson powder arose, that everything was dyed red.”
A sakhī teasing Lord Krishna—O Beloved! Tell me, whose grace has granted You this title of “Rasika” (connoisseur of divine love)? In Your previous Śūkra-avatāra, when, taking the form of a pig, were You called ‘Madan Mohan’ (captivator of even the God of beauty, Kamadeva)?
Shri Kishori Ji, absorbed in the nectar of the rāsa dance, enchants the rasikas with her divine charm. The radiance from Her gem-like toenails shines like the moon, and even Supreme Yogi, Lord Śiva, considering it the effulgence for Brahma (the Impersonal God), remains forever absorbed in nirvikalpa samādhi.
Grace is bestowed in absolute abundance in Shri Radha’s court. The conduct of the women of Braj is considered immoral in the eyes of the world, known as fornication (because they loved Shyamsundar with exclusive devotion, despite having husbands at home and not knowing He is the Supreme Lord).
Lord Shri Krishna says — I am hungry for the loving scoldings of Braj. Whenever I listen to the abuse “dārī ke” from their lips, I gladly give up even the bliss of Vaikuntha.
Sri Shyamasundar gently presses the tender lotus feet of Shri Shyama Ju (Shri Radha). The very One whom the Vedas describe as eternally content and ‘Sachchidānanda’ has taken form as Nandanandan—the darling son of Nanda.
For saints, the season of spring lasts throughout all twelve months. They continuously chant Piu Piu (“Beloved! Beloved!”) in a voice overflowing with love, much like the warbling of a cuckoo in the springtime.
O mind! Meditate upon that Supreme Swamini, Sri Radha, whose radiant toenail jewels are meditated upon by Shri Shyamsundar Himself.
Oh mind! Reside in the holy land of Barsana, where even the Supreme Brahman, Shyam himself, uses his crown as a broom to clean the land.
Let alone, the daughter of Vrishabhanu, Sri Radha, reside in your heart. Why exhaust your mind in seeking hell through sinful actions, heaven through good deeds, and liberation through knowledge?
My mind has become devoted to the lotus feet of Kishori Ji. I have been sleeping in the darkness of illusion for eternity, but now I have been awakened through the grace of Rasika saints.
A devotee addresses his mind - Oh my mind! Cultivate an everlasting love for Shri Radha’s lotus-feet whose dust is served and worshipped by none other than the Supreme God, Sri Krishn Himself.
A devotee longing for Sri Radha’s grace, says, "Oh Radhe! Why is it that only on my turn, You seem to delay?
Oh! Oh! Now it is becoming utterly impossible for Me to live without Kishori Ji any longer. Oh sakhis! Whosoever amongst you can pacify and bring Her to Me, I shall sacrifice My countless lives on Her.
Oh, my mind! I am telling you the theory of exclusive love, listen carefully. One who loves Radha Krishn exclusively does not relate himself, even in his dreams, with anyone else except Shyama Shyam and their attendants (servants), Rasik Saints.
Our proprietress Shri Radhika is very innocent. She forcibly makes Her own the humble souls who surrender themselves to Her, and blesses them with selfless divine love.
The nature of Shri Radha is as simple as I have neither seen nor heard anywhere. This I am announcing with an oath.
I sacrifice myself again and again at the sweetness of Shri Radha-Krishn's love. I repeatedly give myself up to beloved Shyamasundara, the crest-jewel of Rasikas, and love-intoxicated Radhika Ji, who is the very life of Shyamasundara. Beloved Shyamasundara is the personified form of beauty, and Shri Radha, that of adornment.
Shri Radha, the daughter of King Vrishbhanu alone is dear to my heart. I remain intoxicated in pride that Shri Radha is my governess, however, the world thinks that I am mad.
