Mother Yaśodā Calls Krsna and Balarama to come take their meals
Because of being too attached to playing with the other boys, Krsna and Balarama did not return upon being called by Mother Rohini. Therefore Mother Rohini sent Mother Yaśodā to call Them back, because mother Yaśodā was more affectionate to Krsna and Balarāma.
Krsna and Balarama, being attached to Their play, were playing with the other boys although it was very late. Therefore mother Yaśodā called Them back for lunch. Because of her ecstatic love and affection for Krsna and Balarāma, milk flowed from her breasts.
Mother Yaśodā said: My dear son Krsna, lotus-eyed Krsna, come here and drink the milk of my breast. My dear darling, You must be very tired because of hunger and the fatigue of playing so long. There is no need to play any more.
My dear Baladeva, best of our family, please come immediately with Your younger brother, Krsna. You both ate in the morning, and now You ought to eat something more.
Nanda Mahārāja, the King of Vraja, is now waiting to eat. O my dear son Balarāma, he is waiting for You. Therefore, come back to please us. Mother Yaśodā told all the boys to go back to their homes, because their fathers were waiting for them to take their meals.
Mother Yaśodā further told Krsna: My dear son, because of playing all day, Your body has become covered with dust and sand. Therefore, come back, take Your bath and cleanse Yourself. Today the moon is conjoined with the auspicious star of Your birth. Therefore, be pure and give cows in charity to the brāhmanas.
Just see how all Your playmates of Your own age have been cleansed and decorated with beautiful ornaments by their mothers. You should come here, and after You have taken Your bath, eaten Your lunch and been decorated with ornaments, You may play with Your friends again.
Because of intense love and affection, mother Yaśodā, Krsna’s mother, considered Krsna, who was at the peak of all opulence’s, to be her own son. Thus she took Krsna by the hand, along with Balarāma, and brought Them home, where she performed her duties by fully bathing Them, dressing Them and feeding Them.
Sri Krsna Blesses the Fruit Vendor
Once there was a low caste lady that lived in Mathura. She used to make her living by selling fruits in the market place. She used to go the Mathura Market place and get all sorts of fruits, then go across the Yamuna and go from village to village selling her fruits.
As she used to sell her fruits she heard of a beautiful boy of Nanda Baba. She heard about the lotus petal eyes. His soft bluish cheeks. Her mind became attracted by hearing of the boy that looked a cluster of blue lotus flowers.
Everyday she would wander from village to village hoping that one day she will see this beautiful little boy.
Ordinarily she would call out Mangos, bananas, apples but one time she was so absorbed in thinking of that little boy she began singing Govinda Damodar Madhaveti, Govinda Damodar Madhaveti.
Every day she would go from village to village and look for this boy, but she never found him. Everyday she would cross the Yamuna and while searching for Nanda Baba child she would sing Govinda Damodar Madhaveti Govinda Damodar Madhaveti.
One day, she was so determined to find this boy, she came to village of Gokul calling Govinda Damodar Madhaveti Govinda Damodar Madhaveti.
Govinda heard someone calling his name. He look outside and saw the fruit seller singing Govinda Damodar Madhaveti, Govinda Damodar Madhaveti. Seeing how his mother and the elder gopis trade with one another, Krsna picked up some grains of rice in his hand. He walked to the gates of the palace. As he walked most of the grains of rice fell out of his hand. The fruit seller saw this child as sweet as the monsoon cloud coming her way. She took Krsna by his little hands and told him not to worry about the grains of rice. All she wanted him to do is sit on her lap and call her Maiya and she will give him all the fruit he wants.
Krsna looked up the street, looked down the street and when he saw no one looking he sat on the lap of the fruit seller and called her Maiya and quickly jumped down.
She gave Krsna all the fruits she had. Krsna Stumbled back into house with all the fruits in his hand, while the fuits seller went into esctacy remembering Krsna sitting on her lap. She put her basket on her head and continued to sing Govinda Domadar Madhavameti Govinda Damodar Madhavameti.
As she walked she left that her basket get heavy. She lowered that basket and saw that instead of fruits, she baskets was filled with jewellery. She didn’t care for the jewellery and gold, as she could only think of Krsna sitting on her lap. She walked down the path singing Govinda Damodar Madhavaveti Govinda Damodara Madhavaveti. Govinda Damodara Madhavaveti.
Krsna is the son of Nanda Baba and Mother Yaśodā
One time Krsna came to the forest and saw all the cowherd boys laughing
Hooooooo HOOOOOOOoo Hahahahahahhaahhahahaha
Krsna immediately wanted to know what was so funny.
HAHAHA “We can’t tell you.”
“Its too funny” HAHHAHA
Hare, Tell me said Krsna
HHHAHHAHAHHA “we can’t tell you” HEHEHEHHE
Krsna begged his friends to tell him. He even tried briding Madhumangal with laddhus if he told him.
HHAHAHAHHAHHAH “We can’t tell you.
Then Madhumangal said “Nanda Baba is so White HAHAHHAHAAH and Mother Yasoda is she so golden HAHHAHAHAHA and you so black OOOOOOOO HHAHAHHAHHAH
How can you possibly be the son of Mother Yaśodā and Nanda Baba Hahahahhahah
You was the son of hunter in the forest and you was so black that he didn’t want you. He stuck in the hallow of a tree and Nanda Baba came and found you in the hallow of a tree and took you home.
The cowherd boys tears were coming from their eyes as the rolled on the ground laughing HHAHAHHAH HEHHEH HOOWOWOW
But for Krsna, their laughing of the boys soon became distant.
Nanda Baba and Yasoda are not my parents. Tears rolled from his eyes and he began to cry and cry. He walked all the way home crying and crying.
Mother Yasoda saw him and asked what was wrong.
I can’t tell you?
Come lala tell me whats wrong.
I can’t tell you said Krsna
After sometime Mother Yaśodā came to know what was making Krsna cry.
She said What? Who told you that. That’s is a complete lie.
She took Krsna in front of the Deity and told that he is the son of Nanda Baba and Her. Krsna knew that Mother Yaśodā will not lie in from of the Deity so became so happy and started to laugh HAHHAHHAHHAHHAHA
I am the son of Nanda Baba and Yaśodā
The Move to Vrndavan
One time, having seen the great disturbances in Vrndavana, all the elderly persons among the cowherd men, headed by Nanda Maharaja, assembled and began to consider what to do to stop the continuous disturbing situations in Vraja.
At this meeting of all the inhabitants of Gokula, a cowherd man named Upananda, who was the most mature in age and knowledge and was very experienced according to time, circumstances and country, made this suggestion for the benefit of Rama and Krsna.
My dear friends the cowherd men, in order to do good to this place, Gokula, we should leave it, because so many disturbances are always occurring here, just for the purpose of killing Rama and Krsna.
The child Krsna, simply by the mercy of the Supreme Personality of Godhead, was somehow or other rescued from the hands of the Rakshasi Pūtana, who was determined to kill Him. Then, again by the mercy of the Supreme Godhead, the handcart missed falling upon the child.
Then again, the demon Tṛṇāvarta, in the form of a whirlwind, took the child away into the dangerous sky to kill Him, but the demon fell down onto a slab of stone. In that case also, by the mercy of Lord Vishnu or His associates, the child was saved.
Even the other day, neither Kṛṣṇa nor any of His playmates died from the falling of the two trees, although the children were near the trees or even between them. This also is to be considered the mercy of the Supreme Personality of Godhead.
All these incidents are being caused by some unknown demon. Before he comes here to create another disturbance, it is our duty to go somewhere else with the boys until there are no more disturbances.
Between Nandesvara and Mahāvana is a place named Vrndavana. This place is very suitable because it is lush with grass, plants and creepers for the cows and other animals. It has nice gardens and tall mountains and is full of facilities for the happiness of all the gopas and gopis and our animals.
Therefore, let us immediately go today. There is no need to wait any further. If you agree to my proposal, let us prepare all the bullock carts and put the cows in front of us, and let us go there.
Upon hearing this advice from Upananda, the cowherd men unanimously agreed. “Very nice,” they said. “Very nice.” Thus they sorted out their household affairs, placed their clothing and other paraphernalia on the carts, and immediately started for Vrndavan.
Keeping all the old men, women, children and household paraphernalia on the bullock carts and keeping all the cows in front, the cowherd men picked up their bows and arrows with great care and sounded bugles made of horn. With bugles vibrating all around, the cowherd men, accompanied by their priests, began their journey.
Krsna sat on the lap of Mother Yasoda and Balarama sat on the lap of Mother Rohini. Along the way Krsna asked his mother many questions.
Krsna asked Mother : “ O Maiya!!! O Maiya!!! What is this tree that got a beard? What is this tree that got a beard? O Maiya O Maiya Please tell me.
Mother Yasoda Looked and said this is Banyana Tree
After time Krsna asked another Question
Hare Maiya! What kind of Tree which leaf got a tail? What kind of Tree which leaf got a tail?
Mother Yaśodā replied This is a Peela Tree.
Krsna heard a sound and asked His mother, “ What sound is that and Mother Yaśodā told Krsna that, that was the sound of a peacock
In this way they entered Vrndavan, where it is always pleasing to live in all seasons. They made a temporary place to inhabit by placing their bullock carts around them in the shape of a half moon.
When Rama and Kṛṣṇa saw Vrndāvan, Govardhana and the banks of the River Yamuna, They both enjoyed great pleasure. Krsna and Balarama, acting like small boys and talking in half-broken language, gave transcendental pleasure to all the inhabitants of Vraja. In due course of time, They became old enough to take care of the calves.