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.
something which does good to all the worlds. It is at home with the breasts of
Lakshmi. It reveals itself, as if placed before the eyes, to those who have
overcome their rajasic and tamasic tendencies. It shines from the
heap of flowers which fell from the wish-giving trees on the top of the
Govardhana mountain when it was lifted up by its hand and it is praised and
prayed to by Radha
that acme of effulgence in the form of a child which plays the flute, which is
worshipped by Radha, which is full of wonderful sweet things and is an ocean of
beauty, which has lotus-like face lighted up by a natural smile more beautiful
than the ordinary and whose dark blue complexion defeats the brilliance of the
supreme effulgence the gait of which the elephant cannot match, which
mercifully has taken on the form of a child, which always revels in the minds
and hearts of sages and which loves the forests on the banks of the river
effulgence which spreads sweetness all around,
which controls the three worlds but itself is controlled by the command
of the wide eyes (of the belles of vraja), forever surge in my heart.
is the Sharnga bow) in the form of
Krishna whose beauty competes with that of the god of Love, whose complexion is
dark as the cloud, who is interested in
the beautiful damsels of Vrindavan, who is adorned with gold and diamond
jewelry, whose lotus-face sports a smile and whose sweet lips are red as the bimba fruit.
intoxicated by that primeval effulgence which has taken a human form but is
rooted in its divinity, which has entered the phase of youth but still its
childish playfulness is patent, which is
in its in flowering youth but has not lost its childishness.
emotions and feelings which have the power to tempt and different kinds of
desires arise in my mind. But I do not know anything sweeter than the lotus
face of the ocean of punya of Nanda (Krishna), lit by a bright smile and shining by the
melodies of the playful flute.
immersed in the effulgence which is honoured by all those who have done
meritorious deeds, which has ears which revel in the waves of sweet music from
the flute, which is a bee that drinks
honey from the lotus faces of the pretty belles of Vraja.
playful side long glances of Krishna who is an ocean of good deeds and
compassion nurture us and steal the surging darkness of attachment and delusion from our minds which is
afflicted by greed.
the divine God celebrated by the top most part of Vedas, searched by great
yogis with great effort and found in the wet cow dung all over Vraja.
see before my eyes the lotus-eyed child Krishna whose face adorned with a broad soft smile is
pretty, who is meditated with great joy in the lotus-like hearts of sages and
whose form is drunk by the belles of
Vraja with their eyes indolent with the intoxication of love.
form, resplendent and dark blue as the kuvalaya flower, after what
has been left of it by the milkmaids of Vraja who have drunk out of it with
both their eyes which are never satisfied?
तामरसलोचनं भजे ॥३.१३॥
Prostrations to the lotus-eyed Krishna whose youth and the sweet melodies from
his flute are sung about by the damsels of Vraja and who is the essence and
repository of all things beautiful.
playful acts, who is the prime repository of beautiful forms and whose body is
the colour of dark blue clouds.
of Krishna who has mercifully
revealed his child form and whose
lotus-feet are so soft that they fear the pressure from the garlands of mandara
flowers worn by the celestials on their heads (while they prostrate before them)
child Krishna and the forest of wish-giving trees in Vrindavan where the
peacock, vehicle of Lord Subrahmanya, dances spreading its plumes, where
Nandi, the vehicle of Lord shiva, smells the cows and prides itself on this and where the
elephant of Indra wants to imitate the gait of Krishna.
smile is sweetened by the nectar of his
red lips, whose dark complexion resembles that of the deep blue sea and whose
eyes are wide and beautiful as the petals of the lotus flower.
worship that girl who is the Lakshmi of the clan of cowherds, whose adornments
are made of waves of beauty, who wears peacock plumes where ornaments are worn,
from whose glances there is abundant flow of mercy. (This
is prayer is addressed to Gopala Sundari , the feminine aspect of Krishna)
Lord who is the essence of sweetness, who walks on the streets of Mathura and
on whom rains blue lilies which are the eyes of the doe-eyed damsels of the
city of Mathura.
glances, by his pretty soft and budding smile and by his sweet and soft talk.
at the feet of the paramour of the beauties of vraja who had eyes like the blue
lily and who, stricken by the glances of the love god, desired the lotus feet of Krishna whose lotus-like
face always sported a smile.
मुखेन्दुकमले मग्नं मदीयं मनः ॥३.२२॥
is happily immersed in Krishna’s sweet lotus face which is embraced by the playful sidelong glances of
the gopis, which shines by the sweet
melodies of his flute, which is fondled by the eyes of Radha and which is lit
up by a bewitching smile.
Vishnu, whose bow is sharnga and who is like a cage made of diamonds for
those who take refuge in him, has mercifully taken the form of a cowherd (Krishna)
whom it is easy to approach for refuge,
what more should we search for protection?.
effulgence, which is the essence of the beauty
of all the three worlds, which is enjoyed by Goddess Lakshmi and which knows
the taste of hugging the breasts of Radha, always reside in my heart.
Krishna! We believe the hearsay about you because in your sweet childhood your
mind was more fickle.