Govinda the Original Person I do worship  Playing the flute, as blooming lotusses His eyes, A peacock's feather on top, His fine form like blue clouds, of Millions of Cupids His charm, His unique so lovely,   Govinda the Original Person I do worship  Whose limbs whose organs, possess all the functions, see, maintain, manifest for ever the universes. Blissfull true, ful

'Krishna Ras Lila' - Open a window on the spiritual-world and let in a breath…

He preaches only one religion, the religion of love;  He teaches only one language, the language of heart;  He creates only one caste, the caste of humanity;  He writes only one law, the law of karma;  He is the only God, Omnipresent, almighty, Lord Krishna.  He spreads only one faith, the faith of peace;  Endowed with character, love, perfection and freedom;  Start, fill, spend and end the day;  With love and love only,  Money comes and money goes, but love comes and grows.

He preaches only one religion, the religion of love; He teaches only one language, the language of heart; He creates only one caste, the caste of humanity; He writes only one law, the law of karma; He is the only God, Omnipresent, almighty, Lord Krishna. He spreads only one faith, the faith of peace; Endowed with character, love, perfection and freedom; Start, fill, spend and end the day; With love and love only, Money comes and money goes, but love comes and grows.

Long had he longed to make love to her,      his one true love, his only miss; Love had made himself at home in him,       and his face beamed bounteous bliss; Just as the moon churns up       the waves of a turbulent ocean, So Radha’s face stirred up in him       tides of amorous emotion. The splendid earrings grazing his lotus face      rivaled the sun for light  And he yearned all the more love when he saw her      lips aglow, her smile bright.

Long had he longed to make love to her, his one true love, his only miss; Love had made himself at home in him, and his face beamed bounteous bliss; Just as the moon churns up the waves of a turbulent ocean, So Radha’s face stirred up in him tides of amorous emotion. The splendid earrings grazing his lotus face rivaled the sun for light And he yearned all the more love when he saw her lips aglow, her smile bright.


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Radha ki chahat h krishna, Uske dil ki virasat h krishna, Chahe kitna v ras racha le krishna, Duniya to fir bhi yahi kahti hai .

My dear Radha, Your curling locks of hair, long restless eyes, slender waist, shyly lowered head, are all exquisitely beautiful. The jubilant festival of Your beauty makes the three worlds tremble in transcendental bliss"."Oh moon-faced one! one! O Goddess! Oh lovely-nosed one! O one with reddish lips! O sweet smiler! O Supreme Laksmi! O lustrous one of conch shell-neck! Oh whose collection of lotus toenails brightly illuminates all directions! When, Oh Radhe, will You be worshipped by me?"

My dear Radha, Your curling locks of hair, long restless eyes, slender waist, shyly lowered head, are all exquisitely beautiful. The jubilant festival of Your beauty makes the three worlds tremble in transcendental bliss"."Oh moon-faced one! one! O Goddess! Oh lovely-nosed one! O one with reddish lips! O sweet smiler! O Supreme Laksmi! O lustrous one of conch shell-neck! Oh whose collection of lotus toenails brightly illuminates all directions! When, Oh Radhe, will You be worshipped by me?"

Radha says: a peerless beAuty I held The blowing of that flute diffuse poison in my frame of mind I dare not lift my eyes and look in into his eyes in that supreme my heart if overflown my body   , my body shivering at the sight of him, And my heart and body melts in shame of his love,

Radha says: a peerless beAuty I held The blowing of that flute diffuse poison in my frame of mind I dare not lift my eyes and look in into his eyes in that supreme my heart if overflown my body , my body shivering at the sight of him, And my heart and body melts in shame of his love,

How slow time passes As I wait for you. O Krishna, my own What delays you? The moon mocks me And the owls laugh. Come, my beloved My other half.

A Summary of the Srimad Bhagavata Mahapuranam ( 04/04/2013. )

A Summary of the Srimad Bhagavata Mahapuranam ( )

O Kaanha Ab To Murli Ki, Madhur Suna Do Taan O Kaanha Ab To Murli Ki, Madhur Suna Do Taan Main Hu Teri, Prem Deewani, Mujhko Tum Pehchaan Madhur Suna Do Taan, O Kaanha Ab To Murli Ki, Madhur Suna Do Taan  Jabse Tum Sang Maine Apne, Naina Jod Liye Hai Kya Maiya Kya Babul Sabse, Rishte Thod Liye Hai Tere Milan Ko, Vyakul Hai Ye, Kabse Mere Praan Madhur Suna Do Taan

"O son of Maharaja Nanda (Krsna), I am Your eternal servitor, yet somehow or other I have fallen into the ocean of birth and death.

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