#gopi

[achyutapriya]

Don't want no other shade of blue but you

[krsnaradhika]

GOPIBLR LOOK AT THESE ✨

(Ignore my dry as hell palm) But I literally complained about not finding good peacock feather wale jhumkas yesterday to Kanhaai? And had this whole over thinking session about what if he's mad at me for some reason and hence not cooperating? And look at my man now? I AM SO MUCH IN LOVE—

[janaknandini-singh999]

Meera Ke Prabhu Girdhar Naagar

Krishna looked on

As he had looked on when she had been given poison which turned to nectar when she offered it to him

As he had looked on when snakes were thrown at her but again she offered it to him like flowers and it turned into a garland

It was just his murti that looked on

But for Meera it was really him

How else would she be saved from death's grasp every time if it wasn't Krishna himself looking out for her?

She sang to him as she always did but tonight there was a sad undertone

She had had enough

Despite being the queen, she was constantly harassed by her devar

She remininsced about her husband who she respected. He let her do her duties and then spend the rest of the time in the temple of the Mahal with her beloved Krishna. But after his death, she was being tormented by his brother.

She folded her hands to Krishna's murti and then at the jauhar kund where her mother in law, the late Maharani, had done jauhar with thousands of other women when Akbar had attacked Chittorgarh

"Mother, not everyone can do what you did. Not even me. You held on to your honour till your very last breath. But jauhar is done by those when the invaders close in with their egos. What about those who are attacked by their own family? There is no such pratha that can save them. My husband, your son, was a benevolent king. But your other son.. If I commit Jauhar my image will be tarnished forever because there are no invaders. Jauhar is done by those who have no other hope, mother. But I have one." she turned to look at her Krishna with teary eyes

"The only element I'd let myself to be consumed by is him. My only hope since birth, to death, is him."

"Maharani" a daasi entered the temple and curtsied "I apologize for interrupting your prayers."

Meera didn't turn around but she closed her eyes and nodded as the tears rolled down

"Your highness, you really need to leave. He is on his way back to the palace. I can't see you-" she stopped herself as she was about to mention Meera's bruises and scars caused by her brother in law's abuse

It was a wonder indeed because when the daasi had seen them for the first time and pointed it out Meera had calmly replied that she didn't feel a thing because she was thinking of Krishna

"Why does your Krishna allow so much pain in your life?" the daasi's voice cracked on seeing her queen like this so she looked away

"No. Not a word against him. I would've been long dead if it weren't for him." Meera put a hand on her shoulder and smiled

"You should ask him to hold you with him forever, away from it all"

"Maharani!" A soldier came huffing and curtsied rigidly "Sincere apologies but they're on the horsebacks and can arrive any moment now."

Meera stood up hurriedly and collected her pooja samagri, dashing. But just at the gate, she stopped

"Does running away make me a coward?" She whispered

"No, maharani. You are going to your lord." the daasi said

"No no no wait! What about YOU ALL?" Meera's voice rose and suddenly an arrow whizzed past them

"DON'T worry about us, Maharani! Just GO PLEASE AAPKO SHRI KRISHN KI SAUGANDH!"

The soldier winced in pain as an arrow was shot again which lodged itself in his arm.

The daasi almost shrieked but carried him over and dragged him outside.

Meera saw a lover's spark between the two and despite the situation she smiled. She silently prayed to Krishna for their protection

And then she ran

She ran and ran and ran throughout the villages, the jungles, her feet and knees getting scraped, she went on for days without food or water and she ran

"I'm waiting, sakhi" a voice breathed in her ear

Finally she reached Dwarka and broke down at Dwarkadheesh's feet

A few days were spent in bliss as she became the poet she was meant to be

But not for long because they followed her even there

The time had come

She took a last, long breath in front of the murti

And closing her eyes, she folded her hands

"Swami. The world has never understood me. It has only given me agony until I met you. The only love I've ever felt is when I've thought of you. So I did. Until you became every thought of mine, written on every breath of mine. The only thing I've ever longed for is to be associated with you for as long as the kaal chakra goes on, my name be taken in the same breath as your name. But who am I? I'm not your lover who you'd playfully burst the maakhan matki of, I'm not your wife who you'd immediately, fiercely, desperately ride on your chariot to rescue. I'm not even a devotee like Hanuman ji who had the opportunity to be alive in the same yug to serve his God. Who am I to be yours? But where else am I to go? I can't survive in any place which isn't your heart.

The world has come to get me again so I come to you. And I won't breathe until I reach you"

She started walking to the murti, holding her hands out as alms

The tyrants were upon her now but suddenly they were dazzled by a bright light

And then a divine hand extended out to her, he smiled with tears streaming all the way as Meera immersed herself completely in Krishna

The light vanished. They opened their eyes again and were baffled to see Meera gone.

Except her dupatta that swayed peacefully from the side of the murti

Centuries later

"Mother! Whose is that?" a small voice pointed excitedly

The woman looked on and recognized Meerabai's dupatta

"The legendary poet bhakt of Krishna, child. Her name was Meerabai."

"Was she married to him?" curiosity sparked in her eyes

The woman thought for a bit. It wouldn't be that simple to explain to her little daughter the leelas of Shri Krishna with his many wives and lovers.

The girl looked at the murti now "Did they both love each other?"

"Yes" the woman answered, smiling

"Of course" her daughter nodded, completely satisfied "Just look at him! Who wouldn't fall in love with him?" as she laughed and swooned, swinging around a nearby pillar as Meerabai's dupatta swayed higher and touched the little girl's head

Meanwhile, Krishna grinned at the whole scene as Meera joined her, laying her head on his lap as she whispered

"It feels like I've waited for you since forever."

"I know, love. And I have, too. But I've been with you all the way. It broke my heart to see what they did to you." He kissed her forehead

"You are safe now" As he held on tight to her for eternity

Not just two lovers, but the union of two forms that go back to the same source to begin with. The river finally meeting the sea, the rain kissing the soil, incense embracing the ambience and far away just a besotted finally flying to the muse

Meera uniting with Krishna

[kaal-naagin]

शान्ताकारं भुजगशयनं पद्मनाभं सुरेशं

विश्वाधारं गगनसदृशं मेघवर्ण शुभाङ्गम् ।

लक्ष्मीकान्तं कमलनयनं योगिभिर्ध्यानगम्यम्

वन्दे विष्णुं भवभयहरं सर्वलोकैकनाथम् ॥

Shaanta-Aakaaram Bhujaga-Shayanam Padma-Naabham Sura-Iisham

Vishva-Aadhaaram Gagana-Sadrsham Megha-Varnna Shubha-Anggam|

Lakssmii-Kaantam Kamala-Nayanam Yogibhir-Dhyaana-Gamyam

Vande Vissnnum Bhava-Bhaya-Haram Sarva-Loka-Eka-Naatham ||

Meaning:

1: (Salutations to Sri Vishnu) Who has a Serene Appearance, Who Rests on a Serpent (Adisesha), Who has a Lotus on His Navel and Who is the Lord of the Devas,

2: Who Sustains the Universe, Who is Boundless and Infinite like the Sky, Whose Colour is like the Cloud (Bluish) and Who has a Beautiful and Auspicious Body,

3: Who is the Husband of Devi Lakshmi, Whose Eyes are like Lotus and Who is Attainable to the Yogis by Meditation,

4: Salutations to That Vishnu Who Removes the Fear of Worldly Existence and Who is the Lord of All the Lokas.

(Hare Krishna, I tried something new.Please give your valueable feedback)

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[thegleamingmoon]

Mayil peeli soodi nirkum Mannavane,

Mangaikku endrum neeye - Manavalane !

Transl. Oh my beloved,

Who stands adorning a peacock feather (in his crown)

To this maiden,you are her eternal lord.

~ Lines from the song Mukunda Mukunda (Dasavatharam)

Krishna! 😌💫

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Pic credits : pinterest.

[krishnpremika]

All BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL girls love Krishna. PERIOD.

[universeofdharma108]

An elder Gopi: *caught Kanha eating her makkhan* what should I do with you?

Kanha: don't punish me.

Elder Gopi: now why?

Kanha: because I'm cute.

Elder Gopi: ..........

Kanha: *smiling*

Elder Gopi: (thinking) he has a point.

Elder Gopi: so do you want more makkhan, or.....?

@inc0rrectmyths

[mysticalblizzardcolor]

Karma is a product of the mind. Our mind has myriads of impressions from this life and our previous lives. That's why we have to engage our minds as much as possible in the purifying vibrations of Krishna.

Queen Samya ✨✨✨

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[bhaktibharat]

✨ ललिता सप्तमी - Lalita Saptami

ललिता सप्तमी श्री राधा रानी की करीबी सखी ललिता देवी को समर्पित है, जो भाद्रपद महीने के शुक्ल पक्ष की सप्तमी तिथि को मनाया जाता है। गोपी ललिता जी, श्री राधा-कृष्ण की अष्टसखियों में से एक हैं।

अष्टसखी: ललिता, विशाखा, चित्रा, इंदुलेखा, चंपकलता, रंग देवी, तुंगविद्या व सुदेवी।

📲 https://www.bhaktibharat.com/festival/lalita-saptami

🖼️ Lalita Saptami Whatsapp, Instagram, Facebook and Twitter Wishes and Messages

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✨ आली री मोहे लागे वृन्दावन नीको - भजन

📲 https://www.bhaktibharat.com/bhajan/aali-ri-mohe-lage-vrindavan-neeko

[arjuna-vallabha]

Krishna stealing the gopis’ clothes, Odisha, photo by Kevin Standage, more at https://kevinstandagephotography.wordpress.com/2020/03/08/odisha-state-museum-bhubaneswar-orissa/

[fitttooorrr]

My new favourite thing to do is listen to Krishna playing the flute and pretend that I lay at his feet in vrindavan while he’s sitting preached up against a tree <3

[krsnaradhika]

Do you think about Krishna sexually?

I am sorry? Wait? Are you genuinely questioning or just a jobless hater?

If you mean lusting, it's a no, really. Kāma as a feeling is very pure, and as we know it stands third in the line of the purushārthas, so yes maybe that. It's been quite misinterpreted lately. Not lusting tho.

I am very very whipped by what I have learnt of him over the years, crushing, having butterflies at his thought, smiling like a fool everytime I think of him, yes. I try to find him everywhere and he assures me he's there, everywhere.

Also, don't come at me! If you want and if you can, might as well go object on every poem of Andal Nachiyar, Meerabai, Akka Mahadevi which convey kāma in mādhurya bhakti. I've been a huge huge admirer of them all. Highkey obsessed atp. Since I do not understand their languages mostly, Meerabai yes (credits : Kanha's MIL ; my mom) but all others no, I go for English translations. Literature enthusiast after all. Kanha and I go together on dates, he gets me jhumkas, we love teasing each other and I balter aimlessly at romantic songs, I oil his curls and he holds my hands everytime it gets a little difficult here. I trust him in every situation, even when the path ahead seems brittle and dark. And he never lets it break either.

And to be honest, dark has never been so lovely before.

[lionflame999]

[janaknandini-singh999]

Attention, Gopiblr! You NEED to check her out

I've been following this artist since 2017 on insta and she's just so talented!

The captions she writes that goes along with it are just 🤌🌸🦚💞✨️

[kaal-naagin]

Krishna: " Kaalo Kaalo korish ne lo

O Gowaler Jhi

Amai Bidhaata korechhe kaalo

Ami korbo ki?"

[Translation: Don't call me dark

O Milkmaid

The Supreme has made me dark

What can I do?]

Meanwhile all of us who know that He is the Supreme: 🤔🤔🤔

[HARE KRISHNA SAKHAS/SAKHIS ,

I'm not a very good artist. But I tried my best to paint our Darling Pair.Please forgive me if it's not up to your standards. 🙏🙏🙏]

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[artistmahaveerswami]

#गोपी - #gopi or #gopika in #hinduism are worshipped as the consorts and devotees of #krishna within the #vaishnavism and #krishnaism traditions for their unconditional love and devotion (#bhakti) to god Krishna as described in the #sanskrit scriptures like #bhagavatapurana and other Puranic literature. Let's celebrate the divine #festivaloflove, the #festivalofcolours, and the #festivalofspring. 🦚 #happyholi 🦚 PS: Shri Mahaveer Swami (@artistmahaveerswami) has recently painted an #artwork "Gopis Clinging to Krishna", inspired from a 18th century #masterpiece from #himachalpradesh. Source: @lacma | @wikipedia ••• #होली #holi #gopisclingingtokrishna #radhakrishna #india #mathura #vrindavan #nandgaon #barsana #uttarpradesh #rajasthan #bikaner #festivalsofindia (at Mahaveer Swami Shilpshala) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpN1yoXSMoX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=