Bilwamangala Swami, also known as Lila Shuka because of his descriptions of the
leelas of Krishna in the same manner
in which Suka described it to Parikshit.
Lila Suka has painted vivid word picutres of the leelas of Krishna as a child, as an adolescent boy and as a lover.
The work contains 328 verses in three aashwasas (or sargas, chapters).
Throughout the book the undercurrent is loving devotion to Krishna who is
regarded as the plenary incarnation of Mahavishnu, the purely sattwic aspect of
brahman, the Ultimate reality. It is
said that Chaitanya mahaprabhu was acquainted with this work and he greatly
translation in English.
sweetness of Krishna whose eyes are more pretty than the beautiful lotus held
in the hand of Lakshmi which is bathed by the rays of the rising sun and whose
sweet moon-like face is happy because of his victory in playful love quarrel with
the gopis of Vraja.
sweetness of Krishna the nectar of sweet melodies flowing from the delicate
flute held in whose lotus-like hands create a lagoon and whose jewel-like lips
always carry a wave of smiles sprouting spontaneously out of his naturally blissful
sweetness of Krishna whose body is smeared with sandal paste from the pot-like
breasts of gopis who are angry because
of the attack of Cupid with his flower
arrows and whose soft and sweet smile lighting up the lotus-like face steals
the brightness of the moon.
which captivates the heart of the whole world with its curved brows and thick
hair, tenderness in the eyes for those who love, softness in speech, redness in
the nectarine lips and undiminished shringara in the melodies from the
सत्यं दुर्लभं दैवतेषु ॥१.५५॥
that Lotus of a face, that compassion, that playful sidelong glances, that
beauty and that bewitching smile – truly
these are difficult to see even among the gods.
we see the child like form of Murari (Krishna)
which takes on ever new mellifluous effulgence and which has vowed to destroy
all those who hurt the people who have in their hearts unshakable faith in it.
slowly in the streets of Mathura, his
head adorned with peacock feathers, his body like a pillar of emerald, face
sweet with a beautiful smile, eyes childish and roving, speech cool as a
child’s and gait as that of an elephant in rut.
effulgence of a child whose feet excel forests of lotus flowers (in softness
and beauty) and are decorated by Goddess Lakshmi, hands which are fond of
playing the flute and which look as if beautifully sculptured, arms which induce passion in doe-eyed gopis,
speech which is a continuous flow of sweetness and a face the beauty of which
cannot be described in words?
feathers are adornments, nothing else is required. The face is decorated by different coloured
designs which light up the lips. Body is
bewitchingly beautiful which dull wits
cannot comprehend or appreciate. This effulgence (of Krishna) is indeed the
wonder of wonders.
समग्रयति कामपि केलिलक्ष्मी-
दिक्ष्वपि विलोचनमेव साक्षी।
other directions the heart warming play of Krishna for which only my eyes are
witness. For me all the three worlds are
only the young boy Krishna but alas ! he is out of reach of my hands.
shall I experience in my mind Krishna with his thick locks of hair, low brow,
soft speech, large eyes, sweet lips, pretty face and playful walk (habit).
Krishna who is the friend of all hear, in between the sweet melodies from his
flute, my frequent prattle of ‘O
merciful one! kindly protect us’?
will young boy Krishna, ocean of mercy, will see me with his wide, long eyes
and reveal Himself to me.
child Krishna, dark blue as the emerald stone, sweet in his lips, pretty in his
smile, cool in his nectarine speech and in his glances, wide in his eyes with
reddish tinge and famous in the melodies from his flute.
The boyhood of Krishna, father of the Love God,
is sweeter than sweetness itself and he is more playful than playfulness
itself. It has stolen my heart. What shall I do?
softness in smile and in talk,
sweetness in the lips and in the music of the flute – when can I see the child (Krishna), the treasure
house of all these qualities of beauty and grace?
merit can see the very First Person (incarnated as Krishna), his head adorned
with peacock feathers, his mellifluous glances tinged with compassion and with his
lips, as sweet as nectar, lit up by a beautiful smile.
Krishna rises before my eyes making me wonder whether this is the Love god
himself, or effulgence of sweetness, or sweetness itself, or nectar for the
eyes and mind, or beauty of speech or
Lord and darling of my life.
Krishna is a veritable feast (festival) for our eyes with his roving eyes, with
his face which captures the beauty of all the directions, with his clothes and adornments suitable for
cowherds and with his fondness for milk.
effulgence (Krishna), cool and nectar to the eyes, arms swinging, eyes playfully roving, sweet
smile, moon-like lotus face, a hundred
ornaments tinkling and head adorned with peacock plumes..
whose eyes are cool and roving, and whose
moon-like face is lighted up by a soft smile dives into my heart filling
it with joy.
with the vision of this (Krishna), dark
blue as the tamala, eyes with the
pupils roving, moon-like face radiating joy and playing the flute the melodies
from which are my very life.
is the acme of playfulness, the limit of experience of Lakshmi, perfection of
cleverness, the highest manifestation of Brahma’s handiwork, the perfection of
sweet smell, the limit of all wonderful exploits, the repository of all
auspicious qualities and the summit of good fortune of the inhabitants of Vraja
wonders! right before my eyes is (Krishna) the result of all my good deeds and the personification of my good luck, which
has a face twice cooler and prettier than the moon, which
waters the streets with the flow of nectar of music from the flute and which is
he playground for my words
to that effulgence which takes care of cows and (at the same time) protects the
worlds, rests on the breasts and the lap of Radha and (at the same time ) also reclines on Adishesha,
the thousand hooded serpent.