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Hari (Kṛṣṇa) is singing something in his courtyard (Ā̃gana). He is dancing with His little-little feet and enticing His own mind.
Sometimes, He lifts His hands and calls the cows, by names Kājarī and Dhaurī, and then returns back to His home calling His father as Bābā Nanda.
He takes a bit of butter in His small hand and puts in His small mouth. Sometimes, He assumes the reflection in pillar to be another child and tries to offer Him a bit of butter.
Yaśomatī, the mother of Kṛṣṇa, observes Him from far off and enjoys the sportive activities of Baby Kṛṣṇa. Sūradāsa, the poet, observes these sportive actions of Baby Kṛṣṇa and feels elated day by day.
Translator: Animesh Kumar
Submitter: Animesh Kumar
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