Krishnat param kimapi tattwamaham na jaaane....

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Krishna, You Thief! You were born in a Jail where your parents

were bound with very heavy chains, but you stole out of there and

cuddled innocently beside a sleeping herds-woman and your equally

cunning sister exchanged places for you. You were born to free this

world of all bondages.

Krishna,You scoundrel! You ate away tons and tons of butter and drank

away litres of sweet milk, all stolen from the neighbourhood which

fostered you. But how else could you have fed the whole universe

which you carried in your belly? Your liar! You promised that you

will never wield any weapon during Mahabharatha War but you

shamelessly broke the promise and charged against Bheeshma

threatening to attack him with the wheel of a Chariot. Did you have

any choice? Your staunch devotee had promised that he will force you

to take weapon during the war and upholding his promise was more

important to you than keeping your own glory! You roamed in the banks

of Kalindi and the precincts of Brindaban dancing with innocent girls

who forgot all proprieties in life. But that was the union of the

Jeevatma with Paramatma . Krishna, you, the darkest, craftiest,

ugliest boy, you taught Geetha, teaching a brother to kill his own

brothers but in truth this Geetha is the most sublime treatise on the

meaning of human existence transcending the limits of caste, creed,

religion, nationality and more than anything else, time. The greatest

tattwa given by this Bharath is Krishna and Krishna alone.

I love you Krishna.