Bhagavata Purana

सत्त्वं रजस्तम इति भजते निर्गुणो गुणान्। क्रीडन्नतीतोऽपि गुणैः सृजत्यवन्हन्त्यजः

Though beyond qualities, he assumes the modes of goodness, passion, and darkness; playing with them, he creates, maintains, and destroys, though unborn.

यथा भ्रमरिकादृष्ट्या भ्राम्यतीव महीयते। चित्ते कर्तरि तत्रात्मा कर्तेवाहंधिया स्मृतः

Just as, by the vision of the bee, something appears to whirl and be greatly agitated, so, in the mind, the self is remembered as the doer by the notion of agency.

युवयोरेव नैवायमात्मजो भगवान्हरिः। सर्वेषामात्मजो ह्यात्मा पिता माता स ईश्वरः

Indeed, he is not your son alone, O blessed ones; the Lord Hari is the son, the self, the father, and the mother of all, he is the ruler.

दृष्टं श्रुतं भूतभवद्भविष्यत्। स्थास्नुश्चरिष्णुर्महदल्पकं च। विनाच्युताद्वस्तुतरां न वाच्यं। स एव सर्वं परमात्मभूतः

Whatever is seen, heard, past, present, or future; stable or moving, great or small—apart from the true substance of the infallible, nothing is worth speaking of; he alone is everything, the Supreme Self.

एवं निशा सा ब्रुवतोर्व्यतीता नन्दस्य कृष्णानुचरस्य राजन्। गोप्यः समुत्थाय निरूप्य दीपान्वास्तून्समभ्यर्च्य दौधीन्यमन्थुन्

Thus, as they spoke, the night passed for Nanda, Krishna's companion, O King. The cowherd women arose, examined the lamps, worshipped the household deities, and began to churn the curds.

ता दीपदीप्तैर्मणिभिर्विरेजू रज्जूर्विकर्षद्भुजकङ्कणस्रजः। चलन्नितम्बस्तनहारकुण्डल त्विषत्कपोलारुणकुङ्कुमाननाः

They shone with bracelets and garlands as they pulled the ropes, their hips, breasts, necklaces, and earrings moving, their cheeks radiant, faces adorned with red kumkum.

उद्गायतीनामरविन्दलोचनं व्रजाङ्गनानां दिवमस्पृशद्ध्वनिः। दध्नश्च निर्मन्थनशब्दमिश्रितो निरस्यते येन दिशाममङ्गलम्

As the women of Vraja sang of the lotus-eyed one, their voices seemed to touch the heavens; mingled with the sound of churning curds, it dispelled all inauspiciousness from the directions.

भगवत्युदिते सूर्ये नन्दद्वारि व्रजौकसः। दृष्ट्वा रथं शातकौम्भं कस्यायमिति चाब्रुवन्

When the sun rose and the Lord appeared, the residents of Vraja at Nanda's door saw a golden chariot and asked, 'Whose is this?'

अक्रूर आगतः किं वा यः कंसस्यार्थसाधकः। येन नीतो मधुपुरीं कृष्णः कमललोचनः

Is Akrura arrived, or someone else, who fulfills Kamsa's purpose, by whom Krishna, the lotus-eyed one, was taken to Mathura?

किं साधयिष्यत्यस्माभिर्भर्तुः प्रीतस्य निष्कृतिम्। ततः स्त्रीणां वदन्तीनामुद्धवोऽगात्कृताह्निकः

What atonement will he accomplish for us, for the pleasure of our master? Then, as the women spoke thus, Uddhava, having performed his morning rites, arrived.

उद्धवगोपीसंवादः; भ्रमरगीतम्; उद्धवस्य मथुरागमनंच - अथ सप्तचत्वारिंशोऽध्यायः 10.47 श्रीशुक उवाच तं वीक्ष्य कृषानुचरं व्रजस्त्रियः प्रलम्बबाहुं नवकञ्जलोचनम्। पीताम्बरं पुष्करमालिनं लसन् मुखारविन्दं परिमृष्टकुण्डलम् ॥१ सुविस्मिताः कोऽयमपीव्यदर्शनः कुतश्च कस्याच्युतवेषभूषणः। इति स्म सर्वाः परिवव्रुरुत्सुकास् तमुत्तमःश्लोकपदाम्बुजाश्रयम् ॥२ तं प्रश्रयेणावनताः सुसत्कृतं सव्रीडहासेक्षणसूनृतादिभिः। रहस्यपृच्छन्नुपविष्टमासने विज्ञाय सन्देशहरं रमापतेः

Seeing Krishna's companion, the Vraja women beheld him—long-armed, with fresh lotus eyes, clad in yellow, adorned with a garland of lotuses, his face like a blooming lotus, his earrings shining.

जानीमस्त्वां यदुपतेः पार्षदं समुपागतम्। भर्त्रेह प्रेषितः पित्रोर्भवान्प्रियचिकीर्षया

We know you as the attendant of the Yadu lord, come here, sent by the master, to do something dear for his parents.

अन्यथा गोव्रजे तस्य स्मरणीयं न चक्ष्महे। स्नेहानुबन्धो बन्धूनां मुनेरपि सुदुस्त्यजः

Otherwise, we cannot imagine any reason for him to be remembered in Vraja; the bond of affection among kin is hard to renounce, even for a sage.

अन्येष्वर्थकृता मैत्री यावदर्थविडम्बनम्। पुम्भिः स्त्रीषु कृता यद्वत्सुमनःस्विव षट्पदैः

Friendship with others is made for some purpose, as long as the purpose lasts; as men make with women, just as bees do with flowers.

निःस्वं त्यजन्ति गणिका अकल्पं नृपतिं प्रजाः। अधीतविद्या आचार्यमृत्विजो दत्तदक्षिणम्

The destitute are abandoned by prostitutes; subjects forsake a king who is powerless; students leave a teacher once the knowledge is learned; priests depart after receiving their fee.

खगा वीतफलं वृक्षं भुक्त्वा चातिथयो गृहम्। दग्धं मृगास्तथारण्यं जारा भुक्त्वा रतां स्त्रियम्

Birds leave a tree once its fruit is gone; guests depart from a house after eating; deer abandon a forest when it is burned; lovers leave a woman after enjoying her.

इति गोप्यो हि गोविन्दे गतवाक्कायमानसाः। कृष्णदूते समायाते उद्धवे त्यक्तलौकिकाः

Thus, the gopīs, whose words, bodies, and minds were absorbed in Govinda, renounced worldly concerns when Krishna's messenger, Uddhava, arrived.

गायन्त्यः प्रीयकर्माणि रुदन्त्यश्च गतह्रियः। तस्य संस्मृत्य संस्मृत्य यानि कैशोरबाल्ययोः

They sang of his beloved deeds and wept, unashamed, recalling again and again the acts of his childhood and youth.

काचिन्मधुकरं दृष्ट्वा ध्यायन्ती कृष्णसङ्गमम्। प्रियप्रस्थापितं दूतं कल्पयित्वेदमब्रवीत्

One gopī, seeing a honeybee and meditating on union with Krishna, imagined it as a messenger sent by her beloved and spoke thus:

गोप्युवाच। मधुप कितवबन्धो मा स्पृशङ्घ्रिं सपत्न्याः। कुचविलुलितमालाकुङ्कुमश्मश्रुभिर्नः। वहतु मधुपतिस्तन्मानिनीनां प्रसादं। यदुसदसि विडम्ब्यं यस्य दूतस्त्वमीदृक्

The gopī said: O bee, companion of the deceitful, do not touch the feet of my rival. Her garland, smeared with the pollen from her breasts, stains your whiskers. Let the lord of bees carry the favor of those proud women, for you are his messenger, fit to be mocked in the assembly of the Yadus.

सकृदधरसुधां स्वां मोहिनीं पाययित्वा। सुमनस इव सद्यस्तत्यजेऽस्मान्भवादृक्। परिचरति कथं तत्पादपद्मं नु पद्मा। ह्यपि बत हृतचेता ह्युत्तमःश्लोकजल्पैः

After giving us but once the nectar of his lips, enchanting us, he abandoned us like a flower is left behind. How does Padmā serve his lotus feet, whose mind is stolen by the praises of the glorious one?

किमिह बहु षडङ्घ्रे गायसि त्वं यदूनाम्। अधिपतिमगृहाणामग्रतो नः पुराणम्। विजयसखसखीनां गीयतां तत्प्रसङ्गः। क्षपितकुचरुजस्ते कल्पयन्तीष्टमिष्टाः

Why do you, six-legged one, sing here of the lord of the Yadus, who is the ancient master of our homes? Go sing of his exploits among his friends in victory, for he has healed the pain of their breasts, granting them their desires.

दिवि भुवि च रसायां काः स्त्रियस्तद्दुरापाः। कपटरुचिरहासभ्रूविजृम्भस्य याः स्युः। चरणरज उपास्ते यस्य भूतिर्वयं का। अपि च कृपणपक्षे ह्युत्तमश्लोकशब्दः

What women, in heaven, on earth, or in the underworld, are unattainable to him, whose charming smile and playful brows deceive? We, whose fortune is to worship the dust of his feet, are but humble; even among the wretched, the name of the glorious one is heard.

विसृज शिरसि पादं वेद्म्यहं चाटुकारैर्। अनुनयविदुषस्तेऽभ्येत्य दौत्यैर्मुकुन्दात्। स्वकृत इह विसृष्टापत्यपत्यन्यलोका। व्यसृजदकृतचेताः किं नु सन्धेयमस्मिन्

Leave his foot from your head; I know his sweet words. He sends you, skilled in persuasion, as his messenger. He has abandoned his wives and children here, creating them himself, and left without concern. What trust can be placed in him?

मृगयुरिव कपीन्द्रं विव्यधे लुब्धधर्मा। स्त्रियमकृत विरूपां स्त्रीजितः कामयानाम्। बलिमपि बलिमत्त्वावेष्टयद्ध्वाङ्क्षवद्यस्। तदलमसितसख्यैर्दुस्त्यजस्तत्कथार्थः

Like hunters pursuing the king of monkeys, he wounded women who were unprotected and deformed by love, conquered by desire. Even Bali, though powerful, was bound like a bird. Enough of friendship with the dark one; the topics of his deeds are hard to abandon.

यदनुचरितलीलाकर्णपीयूषविप्रुट्। सकृददनविधूतद्वन्द्वधर्मा विनष्टाः। सपदि गृहकुटुम्बं दीनमुत्सृज्य दीना। बहव इह विहङ्गा भिक्षुचर्यां चरन्ति

Those who once tasted the nectar drops of his playful acts, hearing them just once, were freed from all dualities and abandoned their homes and families, though destitute. Many here, like birds, wander as mendicants.

वयमृतमिव जिह्मव्याहृतं श्रद्दधानाः। कुलिकरुतमिवाज्ञाः कृष्णवध्वो हरिण्यः। ददृशुरसकृदेतत्तन्नखस्पर्शतीव्र। स्मररुज उपमन्त्रिन्भण्यतामन्यवार्ता

We, trusting his crooked words as nectar, ignorant as chicks listening to their mother's call, are Krishna's wives, like deer. Again and again we recall the intense pain from his nail's touch. Let other news be told, O messenger.

प्रियसख पुनरागाः प्रेयसा प्रेषितः किं। वरय किमनुरुन्धे माननीयोऽसि मेऽङ्ग। नयसि कथमिहास्मान्दुस्त्यजद्वन्द्वपार्श्वं। सततमुरसि सौम्य श्रीर्वधूः साकमास्ते

Dear friend, have you returned, sent by the beloved? Tell me, what do you seek? You are worthy of honor, O gentle one. How do you bring us to the side of the one who cannot be abandoned, when Lakshmi, his bride, always dwells upon his chest?

अपि बत मधुपुर्यामार्यपुत्रोऽधुनास्ते। स्मरति स पितृगेहान्सौम्य बन्धूंश्च गोपान्। क्वचिदपि स कथा नः किङ्करीणां गृणीते। भुजमगुरुसुगन्धं मूर्ध्न्यधास्यत्कदा नु

Is the noble son now in Mathurā? Does he remember his father's house, his kin, and the cowherds? Does he ever speak of us, his servants? When will he place his mighty, fragrant arm upon our heads?