Sri Vraja-vilasa-stava

Prayers Glorifying the Lord’s Pastimes in Vraja


The highwaymen lust, greed and anger have captured me and bound me with the ropes of
the desire for fame. I pray that the heroic devotees of Lord Krishna, the enemy of the
Agha demon, may defeat my captors and cut the ropes that bind me.


I am scorched by the blazing forest fire of old age, deeply bitten by the poisonous
snake of blindness, pierced by the sharp arrows of forced dependence on others, and
surrounded by the lions of anger, lust, and greed. O Lord Krishna, please give me the
nectarean potion of pure love for You, which will make me strong and heroic enough to
resist all the enemies and engage in Your devotional service without deviation.


By tasting a single drop of the memory of the transcendental nectar ocean of
the sweetness of the divine couple my heart has become restless. I bow down
before the land and people of Vraja. I yearn to see my two masters.


The disembodied demigod cupid, who attained a body by continually tasting the nectar of
the sight of the divine couple, eternally illuminates this entire land of Vraja, with a
jubilant festival of Lord Krsna’s transcendental amorous pastimes. When shall I
lovingly gaze on Sri Sri Gandharva-Giridhari (Sri Sri Radha-Krsna), the crowning garlands
of all charming couples.


The city of Dvaraka, where the brother and sons of the Lord reside, and where the lord
enjoys transcendental pastimes with a great multitude of queens, each eclipsing many
hundreds of goddesses of fortune, is dearer even than Vaikuntha. Because it is the place
of Lord Krsna’s birth, Mathura, the abode of transcendental love, is even more dear
than Dvaraka. Within the district of Mathura , the land of Sri Vraja is splendidly
manifest. I eternally worship the land of Mathura.


Even today affectionate Lord Krsna enjoys the very sweet nectar of transcendental
pastimes there, herding the cows with His brother and His many dear friends. A wonderful
sweetness becomes manifest in the heart of they who understand the nectar of this place.
Of Vraja, which is more dear even than the city of Mathura, I take shelter.


Surrounded by their witty gopi friends, the youthful divine couple enjoys many
kinds of transcendental pastimes within the groves and mountain caves and among the
blossoming vines of Vrndavana forest. I worship Vrndavana forest, which is delightful with
the scent of their lotus feet.


In Vrndavana is the town of Nandisvara, where the goddess of fortune always walks,
where the great mystic perfections are eternally present, where the cows are protected,
where the people of Vraja live, and where Lord Krsna happily enjoys transcendental
pastimes of under the loving protection of His parents. I worship this town of Nandisvara,
the home of the king of Vraja and the most important of the land of Vraja.


To celebrate his son’s birth, the King of Gokula respectively gave in charity to
the brahmanas palatable foods, nectar beverages, and transcendental cows decorated
with many jewels. Day after day he satisfied the brahmanas with these valuable
presentations, and he repeatedly begged for their blessings on his infant boy. I worship
the king of Gokula, who is always absorbed in thoughts of his son.


May the queen of Vraja, whose breasts continually trickle milk out of maternal love for
her son, who is prepared to give her life many millions of times to protect him from even
a single drop of perspiration, and who is so attached to Him that if she cannot for a
moment see Him she cries like a cow frightened for her new born calf, protect us.


Because of her own son Balarama’s intimate friendship with Him, Rohini-devi
showers her love upon Lord Krsna. She is an expert cook and she delights the king and
queen of Vraja with her sincere friendship and saintly qualities.


The splendour of Lord Balarama’s transcendental form eclipses many millions of
glistening rising moons, and the slightest scent of His boundless strength is sufficient
to destroy many armies of demons. Although He knows the supernatural power of his younger
brother, Krsna, still, out of love for Him, He never leaves Him alone in the forest for
even a moment. I offer my prayers to Lord Balarama, the enemy of Dhenukasura.


Speaking with a voice that seems to mock the roaring of hundreds of thousands of
thunderclouds, Parjanya Maharaja expresses his pride in having such a wonderful grandson.
I offer my respectful obeisances to Parjanya, Krsna’s grandfather, who is expert at
delighting his grandson by speaking into His ear many joking words.


I offer my respectful obeisances to Variyasi-devi, Krsna’s grandmother. With merry
joking words she worships Krsna, calling Him the moon of grandsons. Happy and proud of her
grandson her feet no longer touch the ground when she walks.


His face handsome with a great white beard, and his complexion dark, pious Upananda is
the respected prime minister in the council chambers of the King of Vraja. Considering Him
millions of times more dear than his own life, Upananda delights his nephew Krsna. I pray
that Upananda may always stay in the government council and protect the land of Vraja.


Nanda Maharaj’s younger brother Sannanda is very gentle, affectionate and
generous. His complexion is fair and his beard black. He is very devoted to his elder
brother and he is the father of Sunanda-gopi. He pleases Krsna by giving Him palatable
dishes made with buffalo yoghurt. He worships Krsna with every breath. May Lord
Krsna’s uncle Sannanda, the master of a great herd of buffalo, always protect us.


Upananda’s son Subhadra is dark complexioned, youthful, handsome, and intelligent.
He is the best of astrologers. With his vast scholarship he has defeated even Brhaspati.
He stays at the left hand of the king of Vraja. With good advice he protects Lord Krsna,
who is millions of times more dear to him than his own life. With great pleasure let us
glorify, offer our respectful obeisances to Subhadra.


Frightened that delicate Krsna may be hurt by the demons, Ambika performed severe
austerities for many days to please the goddess Durga, who granted her a boon that her son
Vijaya would become a powerful hero able to kill many demons. May Ambika, Lord
Krsna’s nurse, protect us.


Saying “Where are the demons? With ease I shall shorten their lives,” Vijaya
calls so loudly his words are heard in millions of spiritual universes. Out of maternal
affection for Krsna, Ambika instructed her son Vijaya to always stay near child Krsna and
protect Him from the demons. I worship Vijaya, the son of Krsna’s nurse.


Bhaguri Muni, the learned chief priest of Vraja-pura, is the personification of all the
Vedas. Everyday He chants mantras for the protection of each of Krsna’s
limbs. Everyday he smells Krsna’s head. Everyday he offers Krsna many benedictions. I
bow down and offer my respectful obeisances to Bhaguri Muni, the best of the sages.


Sridama is the most expert and clever of the cowherd boys, and he is the abode of
intense love for Lord Krsna. His complexion is dark, and he is proud that his qualities,
age, clothing and handsome features closely resemble that of Lord Krsna. If for a single
moment he cannot see Lord Krsna, he trembles with anxiety. I completely take shelter of
Sridama, the constant companion of Lord Krsna.


Filled with deep love for him, and anxious that they may be separated, Subala never,
even in dream, lets go of the hand of Sri Krsna, the moon of Gokula. Subala’s heart
is sprinkled with the waters of the swiftly moving mountain stream of devotion to Srimati
Radhika. I offer my respectful obeisances to Subala whose body trembles with love for Sri
Sri Radha-Krsna.


Assembling the surabhi cows in one place, hand in hand, Krsna’s friends
play and joke. For them the ocean of pure love has washed away the mud of awe and
reverence in Krsna’s presence. Let us take shelter of these boys, whose hearts,
lives, and property are all placed at Lord Krsna’s feet.


The personified mellows of comedy, pure-hearted, eternally hungry, jubilant, and
splendid Madhumangala daily induces the laughter of his two friends (Sri Sri Radha-Krsna)
with a host of comic speeches and gestures. With great devotion let us at once bow down to
offer our respect to Madhumangala, the joking friend of Lord Krsna, the moon of Vrndavana.


Accompanied by an expert gopi friend, Paurnamasi daily arranges the secret
rendezvous of expert Sri Sri Radha and Krsna. I worship noble and auspicious Paurnamasi,
who at every moment tastes the nectar happiness of seeing the pastimes of the divine


Noble, generous, learned, intelligent, fair complexion, fifty-year-old King Vrsabhanu
wears a neatly clipped beard. He is the close friend of Nanda, the king of Vraja. To him,
Sri Radha is even dearer than his eldest child Sridama. I constantly worship famous King


Her mind overwhelmed with a flood of love, Kirtida-devi daily sends her two unmarried
daughters to diligently gather all news of Srimati Radharani’s recent activities. May
Kirtida-devi, the mother of Srimati Radharani protect us all.


Angrily placing many obstacles to stop Their amorous pastimes, Mukhara-devi only
increases the transcendental happiness of her two young grandchildren, Sri Sri Radha and
Krsna. I respectfully bow down before elderly Mukhara-devi, and I place her lotus feet
upon my head.


Flooded with the nectar of intense love for her two friends (Sri Sri Radha-Krsna), who
more dear to her than her own life, affectionately arrogant in their presence, and daily
arranging their rendezvous, Lalita-devi expertly teaches her friend Radha the art of
jealous anger. I pray Lalita-devi will one day accept me as one of her associates.


Visakha-devi is the place where youthful divine couple enjoys affectionate and playful
joking pastimes. Her sweet transcendental singing eclipses the voices of the cuckoos. I
pray that Vishaka-devi may become pleased with me and accept me as her student.


Filled with a great flood of love and decorating the ever-blossoming groves of
Vrndavana with many fragrant flowers, Vrnda-devi creates a festive atmosphere for Sri Sri
Radha-Krsna to enjoy transcendental pastimes with Their dear friends. Let me surrender to


Bringing Srimati Radharani to cook by the order of the queen of Vraja, and, as they
both walked together on the path pleasing her by affectionately and continually narrating
the latest news of Lord Krsna charming Kundalata-devi, glowing with friendship and
auspicious playfulness became filled with happiness. I worship Kundalata-devi.


Brought by the queen of Vraja to cook many palatable dishes of her own accord
affectionate Dhanistha-devi, using many clever tricks, happily arranged for Srimati
Radharani to meet her lover, Krsna, in the forest groves of Nandisvara Hill. I worship
Dhanistha-devi, for whom her friend Radha is more dear than life.


Her heart enchanted by repeatedly hearing the glories of the divine couple and longing
to meet Them, Nandimukhi-devi left Avantipura and went to the land of Vraja, where she
eternally increases the happiness of Sri Sri Radha and Krsna’s splendid and nectarean
pastimes. I eternally offer my respectful obeisances to Nandimukhi-devi.


Her waters filled with musk and saffron fallen from Sri Sri Radha-Krsna as they enjoy
many nectar water-pastimes, the Jamuna river happily smiles at Them with her foam and
splashes Them with the beautiful hands of her waves. I pray the Jamuna river may bring
transcendental happiness to us.


Moved by the appeal of supremely blissful Lord Krsna, the gopis spontaneously
and angrily rebuke Srimati Radharani, who is more dear to them than their own life’s
breath and encourage her to again enjoy the pastimes with Krsna. Bowing my head I take
shelter of these dear friends of Srimati Radharani, who daily arranged for her to enjoy
transcendental pastimes with Lord Krsna.


With great love, enthusiasm, and respect, Krsna’s servants, who are much like his
friends, serve Him in many ways and please Him by bringing the flute, vina, water,
betel nuts, and other articles. I worship Krsna’s servants who have Patri as their


By offering her betel nuts, by massaging her feet, by bringing her water, by arranging
for her meetings with Lord Krsna, and by performing many other services, many gopi maidservants
affectionately please Sri Radha, the great queen of Vrndavana forest. When the Divine
Couple enjoy Their pastimes, these maidservants are not at all shy, even in the presence
of the great gopis for whom Sri Radha is more dear than life. I take shelter of
these gopi maidservants, who have Srimati Rupa-manjari as their leader.


Considering the expanded ocean of their own happiness to be as insignificant as a blade
of grass and filled with pure love for Lord Krsna, the enemy of the Mura demon, the
Lord’s personal associates strive to make him always happy. I worship these fortunate
associates of Lord Krsna, the husband of the goddess of fortune.


Let me worship the personal associates of Srimati Radharani. When Radharani becomes
happy, they are pleased. If for a moment they cannot see Radharani, they become so
distraught that they appear almost dead. They must have performed some pious activities in
their previous births in order to obtain this auspicious condition where they love Srimati
Radharani more than their own lives.


In order to increase the splendid and nectarean jealous love of Srimati Radharani, who
sometimes becomes proud of her own good fortune, Lord Krsna briefly enjoys pastimes with
other gopis, who blossom with many amorous desires. Let us offer our respectful
obeisances to these gopis, who must have performed many great pious activities in
order to play this role in the Lord’s pastimes.


Affectionately protected by Krsna, and their hearts rapt in meditation on the particles
of dust falling from the tip of his handsome lotus toenails, the gopas experience a
happiness greater than the happiness of many millions of universes. I worship these
exalted gopas.


Considering Him dearer than their own lives out of parental love, the elderly
worship even a drop of perspiration of Krsna’s lotus feet, and
for a long time they kiss his head, decorated with handsome locks of hair. I
worship the dust of these gopis’ feet.


The hooves of Sri Krsna’s surabhi cows are decorate with sapphires, their
horns are studded with gold, and their white cheeks have crippled the pride of the
snow-capped mountain peaks. I pray these surabhi cows may protect us.


In the company of Balarama and His other friends, and His own body splendidly covered
with the dust raised by their hooves, the prince of Vraja daily enjoys a great festival of
protecting and milking the cows. With great happiness He eagerly enjoys pastimes with them
in the great forests and on the grand hills and river banks of Vraja. Let me worship these
surabhi cows.


All glories to Lord Krsna’s pet bull Padmagandha, whose handsome horns are covered
with gold and studded with jewels, whose hooves are splendidly decorated with sapphires,
and whose splendid neck is decorated with a swinging garland of reddish flowers.


Sometimes Lord Krsna feeds the calves earnestly placing small bunches of tender fresh
grass in their mouths, and sometimes He very carefully massages their limbs. I yearn to
one day see these calves of Lord Krsna jumping and frolicking in Vrndavana.


The fortunate flute deeply drinks the nectar of Lord Krsna’s lips day and night. I
offer my respectful obeisances to this flute, which, with it’s transcendental music,
weakens the pride of Srimati Radhika.


Neither the flattering cajoling words spoken by Krsna’s gopi messengers nor
the many hints, allegorises, and joking instructions spoken by Krsna’s cowherd
friends nor Krsna’s personally falling at her feet and begging Hr to forgive Him nor
even the harsh criticisms spoken by her intimate friends who are able to rout the proud
jealous anger residing in Srimati Radha’s heart. Only Lord Krsna’s flute,
disdaining all previous useless attempts, was able to very easily chase away that jealous
anger. Let us glorify Lord Krsna’s exalted and powerful friend, His flute.


Pleased by the music of Lord Krsna’s flute, the best of the peacocks perform a
great festival of dancing in the forest by the shore of a lake. Gracefully moving he
delights enjoying transcendental pastimes in the forest. Meditating on this, we ardently
yearn to see that dancing king of the peacocks.


Full of love for the residents of Vraja, and eager to protect Him, Lord Krsna
respectfully lifted Govardhana Hill for seven days with His graceful hand. The caves of
Govardhana Hill are splendidly decorated with kunkuma particles left when Sri Sri
Radha-Krsna enjoyed transcendental pastimes. May Govardhana Hill, which is studded with
many beautiful jewels, protect you all.


Filled with many champaka trees, beautiful young asoka trees, mango
trees, kesanagara trees, bakula trees, lavanga creepers, and madhavi
creepers, the area around Radha-kunda and Syama-kunda is very beautiful and pleasing to
the heart, and it is the favourite pastime place of Sri Sri Radha-Krsna. Let me take
shelter of these two lakes : Radha-kunda and Syama-kunda.


The delightful forest of Vrndavana, beautiful Govardhana Hill and the nectarean area of
the rasa dance, what to speak of other places are not equal to even a single
particle of Radha-kunda and Syama-kunda. Let me take shelter of these two lakes, which are
more dear to Lord Krsna than His own life’s breath.


By the shore of Radha-kunda is a grand pavilion made of gold, pearls and precious gems.
In that pavilion, Sri Sri Radha and Krsna, considering everything else unimportant, enjoy
transcendental pastimes as the two prime ministers of the deity of transcendental love,
and They happily anoint that kingdom of love with the sandal paste of Their pastimes. I
eternally worship the splendid grove by the shore of Radha-kunda.


The divine couple is splendidly reflected on the shore of the lake of each other’s
heart. They are necklaces lovingly worn by each other. The creator Brahma has blessed Them
with all good fortune. They are the resting place of all good opulences in the three
worlds. When will I be able to directly worship the fair and dark divine couple.


With restless sidelong glances, with movements of Their shoulders, with the nectar of
gentle smiles, with kissing each other’s nectar lips, and with firm embraces, the
youthful divine couple affectionately fulfils each other’s transcendental desires.
Let us offer our respectful obeisances to Them, the two splendid monarchs of ujjvala-rasa.


In Their eyes is great length, in the corners of Their eyes crookedness, in Their chest
and breasts largeness, in Their gentle word charming crookedness, in Their hips broadness,
and in all Their limbs extraordinary sweetness. I eternally worship the eternal splendour
of Sri Sri Radha-Krsna.


When the demon Arista was slain, a great lake named Arista-kunda, filled with nectar
and surrounded with staircases, sprang from Lord Krsna’s lotus foot. Because it is
the favourite of Sri Radha, this name embraces the name Radha-kunda. I eternally worship


On the pretext of going to fetch clear water the lotus-eyed gopis again and
again meet Lord Krsna with great happiness and love at Pavana-sarovara lake, which is
filled with many kadamba trees and the pleasant humming sounds of many bees. May
Pavana-sarovara lake protect us.


Going to the shore of a certain lake, Parjanya Maharaja, who was to become Krsna’s
grandfather, fasted, performed austerities, and worshipped Lord Narayana in order to
attain a worthy grandson. Partly for this reason Sri Krsna, who is the reservoir of all
transcendental virtues and the lifter of Govardhana Hill, appeared as the son of Nanda,
the king of Vraja, and the grandson of Parjanya Maharaja. The place where Parjanya
Maharaja fasted is famous in this world as Ksunnahara-sarovara (the lake of fasting). I
pray that I may take shelter of this sacred place.


Ordered by Brahma, who spoke from the sky, Paurnamasi-devi crowned Srimati Radharani
queen of the beautiful forest of Vrndavana, by jubilantly sprinkling the waters of the
Manasa-ganga and other sacred rivers upon Her head in the company of Savitri-devi and
other delighted demigoddesses. I pray that sacred place, known as Unmatta-radhasthali (the
place where Srimati Radharani became overwhelmed with happiness) may sprinkle some
transcendental happiness on me.


Joking and playing, Lord Krsna enjoyed many pastimes with His friends in a small stone
pavilion built by expert architects on Nandisvara Hill. Let me take shelter of that
pavilion, which is anointed with the transcendental fragrance of Lord Krsna’s feet.


As he was dancing with the intelligent, graceful, and splendidly beautiful gopis,
Sri Krsna suddenly left their company and went with Srimati Radharani to a secluded place
and lovingly decorated Her with many flower ornaments. The sweetness of this place
astonishes the residents of all the three worlds. I pray that this sacred place, where
Lord Krsna performed the rasa dance, may give me shelter.


The Manasa-ganga River flows so swiftly on the side of Govardhana Hill that it’s
waves push the splendid rocks lining it’s shores. I pray the Manasa-ganga River,
where Sri Sri Gandharvika-Muravimardana (Sri Sri Radha-Krsna) enjoy jubilant boating
pastimes, may give me shelter.


All of Them decorated with the colourful mineral pigments found there, Lord Krsna and
His affectionate friends enjoy pastimes in the hills of Vraja with a great festival of
joking words. In the caves of those same hills, Lord Krsna also enjoys many pastimes with
Srimati Radharani. Let me worship these, the best of all hills.


While tending the cows in the summer season, Sri Krsna, the transcendental son of the
king of the gopas , jubilantly enjoys water sports. Both sides eager for victory,
He affectionately sprinkles His charming friends in the broad lakes and streams of Vraja.
I eternally worship these transcendental lakes and streams.


Hearing the sound of Srimati Radharani and Krsna brilliantly playing duets on the vina
and flute, the leaders of the deer community become stunned with transcendental happiness
and stand still the grass they were formerly chewing now half-falling from their mouths. I
pray that those deer who are full of love for the divine couple, may grant transcendental
happiness to me.


Their hearts pleased by the rising waves of madhura-rasa, the youthful divine
couple enjoys transcendental pastimes in the beautiful groves of Vraja, aromatic with many
pleasant flowers and filled with many humming bees. Let us sweep these forest groves with
our long hair.


In the very cool and pleasant shade of the trees, on a throne glistening with fallen
pollen and served by splendid bees carrying drops of honey, the youthful divine couple
enjoy transcendental pastimes. I pray these trees may always protect me.


As They pick flowers, the gently smiling lovers, Sri Sri Gandharva-Muravairi (Sri Sri
Radha-Krsna), playfully quarrel. Seeing these eternally new and fresh transcendental
pastimes, Their gopi friends begin to smile, and the creepers of Vraja, on the
pretext of pushing forth new blossoms, also smile and laugh. May I serve these
transcendental creepers with great love and devotion.


Plunged into the nectar mellows of pure devotion, with very sweet singing the birds
delight the nearby youthful couple in the land of Vraja. I pray that these birds, so dear
to the divine couple, may delight me with their glance.


By softly buzzing and gracefully wandering among the mango, kadamba, bakula,
and other trees, as well as through the madhavis and other flowering vines, the
bumblebees of Vraja delight the divine couple. Let us offer our respectful obeisances to
these bees.


Blossoming with happiness, the forest king Krsna became completely captivated by the
sidelong glances of the forest-queen Srimati Radharani, who was also blossoming with
happiness as He decorated Her with many blossoming flowers from the king of kadamba
trees. I pray that supremely opulent king of kadamba trees may appear before me and
grant transcendental happiness to my eyes.


Humbled by great fear, Indra, the king of the demigods, grasped Lord Krsna’s lotus
feet and, accompanied by a surabhi cow, performed the coronation festival of
bathing them with the water of the celestial Ganges. In this way Lord Krsna’s
kingship over the cows became splendidly manifest. I pray that Govinda-kunda, the lake
created by that ceremonial bath, may eternally appear before my eyes.


When Vraja’s king offered a great quantity of foodstuff to Govardhana Hill, Krsna,
the enemy of Aghasura, assumed a gigantic form, proclaimed that He was actually Govardhana
Hill, invited everyone to ask boons from Him, and, fooling even Srimati Radharani, ate all
the offered food. Let me take shelter of the anna-kuta festival, when Lord Krsna
enjoyed these pastimes.


Charming and handsome Lord Krsna enjoys transcendental pastimes on the summit of
Govardhana Hill, the king of mountains. There He splendidly manifest, eternally enjoying
the pleasures of a transcendental king. With great love and devotion I worship Govardhana
Hill, where Lord Krsna enjoys transcendental pastimes.


One day Lord Krsna, the youthful king of amorous heroes, became eager at heart to enjoy
the dana-keli pastime. Blocking the path, He forbade Srimati Radharani to pass,
proclaimed Himself a toll collector appointed by the king of love, and demanded that she
pay a toll of the milk products She was carrying. I sing the glories of Sri Krsna-vedi,
the place where the Lord enjoyed these pastimes.


Because Sri Krsna enjoyed the dana-keli pastime in a secluded place by the shore
of this lake, it has become known as Dana-sarovara. The truth of this hill remains hidden
to persons averse to the mellows of pure devotional service. Only the devotees have the
power to understand it. I pray that I may reside at Dana-sarovara, the place where Lord
Krsna enjoyed the dana-keli pastime.


Sri-sarovara, Brahma-sarovara, Kadambakhanda-sarovara, Sumanah-sarovara,
Rudra-sarovara, Apsarah-sarovara, Gaurika-sarovara, Jyotsnamoksana-sarovara,
Malyahara-sarovara, Vibudhari-sarovara, Indradhvaja-sarovara, and many other beautiful
lakes are splendidly manifested as so many beautiful jewels in a circle around divine
Govardhana Hill. Let me glorify these transcendental lakes.


During the spring season the gopis move Sri Sri Gandharva-Giridhari (Sri Sri
Radha-Krsna) on a swing. The faces of the divine couple blossom with happiness by tasting
the nectar of these swing pastimes. I worship Govinda-sthala, the famous place where the
divine couple enjoys these pastimes.


When the Kaliya serpent offended His friends for whom he is more dear than life, Lord
Krsna punished him, dancing on him and kicking him with the soles of His feet. I worship
Kaliya-hrada, the lake where Lord Krsna performed these pastimes.


Once, accompanied by the gopas, gopis, and lowing surabhi cows, the
supremely opulent, noble, and magnanimous Lord Krsna felt very uncomfortable in the winter
cold. Twelve suns then appeared at that place, and with great devotion warmed the Lord
with their intense shining. I eternally take shelter of this sacred place, which bears the
name Dvadasasurya-tirtha (the place of the twelve suns).


When the twelve sums shone from every direction, perspiration fell from Lord
Krsna’s transcendental body, and from this perspiration came a charming, splendid,
clear lake bearing the sweet fragrance of the Lord’s delicate, supremely handsome,
and supremely opulent transcendental limbs. Bowing down, I worship this lake, known as


Entering the clear waters of the Yamuna to prepare for the incomparable worship of
goddess Katyayani, the girls of Vraja left their garments on the shore. Smiling and clever
Krsna stole those garments, climbed a kadamba tree, embarrassed the girls by
speaking many splendid joking words, and eventually returned the garments. I take shelter
of Ciraghatta, where the Lord enjoyed these pastimes.


With his mad neighing, Kesi made the three worlds tremble, and with the wild rolling of
his eyes he set the entire universe on flames. Krsna killed this demon as easily as one
splits a blade of grass and then washed the blood from His hands at a place now known as
Kesi-tirtha. I worship that sacred place.


The beautiful, wealthy and learned wives of the yajnika-brahmanas voluntarily,
happily and devoted fed Krsna, Balarama, and all their affectionate friends many varieties
of the four kinds of foodstuff, each dish rebuking the taste of nectar. We bow down to
offer our respects to the place where Lord Krsna enjoyed this pastime.


Desiring to quickly attain the treasure of the embraces of Lord Krsna, the splendid and
affectionate gopis devotedly and happily worshipped Lord Siva on the bank of the
Jamuna. I daily worship Gopisvara-tirtha, where the gopis performed their worship.


Seeing Her father worship Suryadeva out of far of the nearby Kamsa, Srimati Radharani,
in the secluded place known as Santanupada, also earnestly worshipped Suryadeva to attain
a certain youth, whose complexion is as dark as a host of monsoon clouds, as Her chosen
husband. I pray that Suryadeva may protect us.


During the great festival of Lord Krsna’s birth, the king of Vraja respectfully
gave to the brahmanas a mountain of glittering jewel ornaments, an even greater
mountain of grains, and 200,000 young cows, all beautifully decorated with gold and
necklaces of large pearls. I offer my respectful obeisances to Mahavana, the place where
the king gave his charity.


In the city of Mukhyeravali the precious jewel known as Srimati Radharani took birth in
the mine of Kirtida-devi’s womb, which is glorified by jubilant demigods, sages and
human beings. I pray that when I enter King Vrshabhanu’s capitol city of
Mukhyeravali-pura, populated with many gopas, gopis, and surabhi
cows, I may become drowned in great flood of transcendental bliss and love.


Although for Her own happiness She yearns to place Lord Krsna’s handsome and
delicate lotus feet on her breasts, Srimati Radharani is reluctant to do so, fearing that,
even though Her body is very delicate, her breasts are very hard. I pray that Lord Krsna,
who also places his lotus feet on the hood of Ananta Sesa, will permit me to reside in His
land of Vraja.


Let me worship the forest of Kamyavana. It is very dear to Sri Sri Radha-Krsna, and it
contains the Kama-sarovara lake, where the gopis enjoy many transcendental


In the forest of Bandiravana, my beautiful queen, proud Sri Radha, started a wrestling
competition among Her closest friends. When She eagerly wrestled with Lord Krsna, She
brought great happiness to the god of love. Let me worship that forest of Bandiravana.


When the Yamuna river would not come according to His order, angry Lord Balarama began
to drag it toward the ocean with the edge of His plough. I devotedly offer my respects to
the wonderful Rama-ghatta, where even today all men may see the marks where Balarama began
to drag the Yamuna.


Seeing His friends, for whom He is more dear than life, enter the sinful
Aghasura’s belly, which burned with a great forest fire of the most violent poison,
Lord Krsna also entered the demon, killed it, and rescued His friends. I pray that
Sarpasthali, the place where the Lord enjoyed these pastimes, may protect me.


When, eager to see his master’s glory, the creator Brahma stole the cowherd boys
and calves, Lord Krsna pleased the mothers of the boys and calves by assuming the forms of
their sons. I worship Vatsaharasthali, where the Lord enjoyed this pastime.


Afraid that he had committed a grave offence by stealing the cowherd boys and calves,
Brahma fell down on the ground, and, with tears in his eyes, spoke many wonderful and
unprecedented prayers glorifying gently smiling Lord Krsna, who is both the giver of
liberation and the wonderful cowherd son of the king of Vraja. Let us glorify this sacred
place, Sesabhirucaturmukha, where frightened Brahma offered prayers to the Lord.


Filled with many large lakes, hills, and rivers, with many desire trees and desire
creepers, and with many flowers invaded by a great army of bumblebees intoxicated by the
sweet aroma, the twelve forests of Vrndavana are splendidly beautiful. I bow down to offer
my respects at every moment to these twelve forests, which are very dear to Lord Krsna.


Leaving behind Lord Krsna’s lotus feet, which are millions of times more dear to
him than his own life’s breath, Uddhava, eternally filled with the nectar of pure
devotional love, happily stayed in Vraja for ten months. Moment by moment he brought the
residents of Vraja back to life by describing Lord Krsna’s pastimes. He said to them,
“Look! Krsna has returned!” I carry Uddhava’s feet upon my head.


With great humbleness let me offer my respectful obeisances to the supremely pious dear
devotees of the Lord who reside in Vraja. Even though Brahma is a great demigod entrusted
with many weighty duties, he sincerely yearns to take birth among the bushes and blades of
grass in Vraja.


Because of having previously worshipped the beautiful lotus feet of Sri Sri
Gandharva-Acyuta (Sri Sri Radha-Krsna) with the eternally fresh sweetness of pure
transcendental love, some great souls are able to reside on the shore of Queen
Radha’s favourite lake (Radha-kunda). These great devotees are my life and soul.


The grass, bushes, insects, and other creatures in Vraja are all very dear to Lord
Krsna. They assist the Lord in His pastimes. They are full of transcendental bliss. Again
and again the scriptures recount the earnest request of Brahma and others to reside in
Vraja. For these reasons I bow to offer my respects to all the creatures who reside in


When, aimlessly wandering around Govardhana Hill, madly calling out “O Radha! O
Krsna!” again and again, and stumbling as I walk, will I sprinkle the places of the
Lord’s pastimes with tears from my eyes?


Neither Brahma, Narada, Siva, or the great devotees with pure love of Krsna are able to
properly or completely understand the sweetness of the land of Vraja. Only Lord Balarama
and His mother Rohini, who are both filled with transcendental love, are able to
understand the land of Vraja. How is it possible to describe the land of Vraja?


Even if I have the opportunity to bathe in the nectarean ocean of pure love of Krsna,
and even if I have the pure devotees of the infallible Supreme Personality of Godhead as
my associates, I will not consent to live, even for a single moment, in any sacred place
other than Vrajabhumi. Even if the residents of Vraja appear to be ordinary, and even if
they fill my ears with useless gossip, I pray that I may remain among them, eternally
residing here in Vraja.


The two feet of Srimati Rupa-manjari, who is full of love for Lord Krsna, and who
expertly worships Srimati Radharani, are the only goal of my life.


These verses, which bear the title Vraja-vilasa-stava, are very graceful
and beautiful, filled with the splendid and charming sweetness of the residents
of Vraja. They who regularly read these verses with great respect and greedy
enthusiasm will be able to directly see the divine couple surrounded by Their
associates in this land of Vraja.