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Tuhu Se Rahili Madhupura

Shrila Govinda dasa Kaviraja

 

tuhu se rahili madhupura

vrajakula akula, dukula kalarava,

kanu kanu kori jhura (1)

 

O Krishna-candra, now You are staying very far away in Madhupuri, in Mathura. But

what is the condition of Vrindavana? All the Vrajavasis, in great pain and distress of

separation, are calling, “Kanu (Krishna), Kanu! Where are You?” Even the birds are

calling. But there is no answer, only an echo. All are weeping and are about to die.

yashomati-nanda, andha sama baithai,

 

sahase uthai na para

sakha-gana dhenu, venurava na shuniye,

vichurala nagara bajara (2)

 

Yashoda-maiya and Nanda Baba are crying so much that it is as if they have become

blind and cannot see any more. They are only sitting and crying. They have no

strength and are like skeletons, unable to even stand up. They are about to die because

they are not cooking. For whom will they cook? And all the cows and Your friends -

where are they? Because they cannot hear You calling them on Your flute, the

marketplaces and the roads are all deserted - no one is there!

 

kusuma tyajiya ali, kshititale lutata,

taru-gana malina samana

mayuri na nacata, kapoti na bolata,

kokila na karatahi gana (3)

 

Even the bumblebees, which were so busy collecting honey, are now so upset they

have left the flowers. They are crying and rolling on the ground in the pain of separation.

All the trees look so drab and distressed. The peacocks are no longer dancing, the

pigeons are no longer singing, and the cuckoos are silent - they are not calling,

“Koohoo, koohoo,” any more. All are feeling so much pain of separation.

 

virahini rai, virahajvare jara jara,

caudike viraha hutasha

sahaje yamuna jala, agi samana bhela,

kahatahi govinda dasa (4)

 

Shrimati Radharani is burning up in the fever of separation. In all directions, everyone

is sinking in the ocean of separation from You. Even the Yamuna, whose waters are

now made of the tears coming from the gopis, does not flow anymore. This is the

condition of Vrindavana! Govinda dasa tells this sad story.