Koi Kahau Kulata Kulin Akulin - Shri Dev Ji
Let others call me immoral, noble-born or low-born, impoverished, disgraced, or a woman who has forsaken the honour and traditions of her family. Their words matter not to me in the slightest.
Shri Devji, a Rasik Poet of Vrindavan.
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Let others call me immoral, noble-born or low-born, impoverished, disgraced, or a woman who has forsaken the honour and traditions of her family. Their words matter not to me in the slightest.
He can reduce Mountain Sumeru to dust or create Sumeru from that same dust.
When Śrī Rādhā is with Śrī Kṛṣṇa, They experience great happiness and laughter in Their hearts; They sigh, shed tears, and even call out for divine mercy.
First, Śrī Rādhikā deeply meditates on Śrī Kṛṣṇa, soon becoming Him and chanting Śrī Rādhā‑jī’s praises! Tears stream from [His] eyes, so He writes a letter to Barsānā praising the Beloved Lady.
When the Lord sees your raised eyebrows and your snake-like ringlets, he realizes you are more wonderful than a fully bloomed Lotus.