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(Kṛṣṇa spoke about the cowherdesses:) O Mother! They are putting false blame on me. They are now habituated to wander into someone else’s home. That is why they use excuses (like this to come to our home).[1]
Due to them, I have stopped playing altogether; but still I am not able to avoid (their) complaints. They break their own utensils, immerse their hand in milk or curd, and (then) come to accuse me.[2]
Sometimes they make their own child cry, and then walk him by hand here (with the accuse that I have made them cry). They themselves do the misdeed and then blame it on someone else. Their speech is superior (in arguments) to Brahmā.[3]
To know my habits, please ask Balarāma. I am always playing with Him. I do not like the children who are unkind towards others. Then how can I myself be unkind to someone?[4]
Upon listening to the clever defense of Kṛṣṇa, the cowherdesses blush and hide their face. Tulasīdāsa says that the līlā of Baby Gopāla is sung by the sages (muni).[5]
Poet: Tulasīdāsa
Book: Śrīkṛṣṇagītāvalī
Translator: Animesh Kumar
Submitter: Animesh Kumar
| Date added: | 2012-08-09 |
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| Last modified: | 2012-08-09 |
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