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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.