CHAITANYA MAHAPRABHU
As a matter of regular routine,
Every night, there was kirtan
Performance, with devotees,
In Shrivasa Pundit's house.
Those persons, who envied
The atheists, not allowed,
Started spreading rumors
About their performances
"For their bellies sake,
These noises they make,
We should throw them
In the river and kill them."
"By singing and dancing,
Nimai Pundit is ruining
Our village atmosphere
That was peaceful earlier."
In spite of severe restrictions,
A Brahmachari, as an exception,
He wanted to see the Lord,
Who was claimed as Godhead.
Very peaceful he was,
Also honest and faultless,
Practiced severe penance,
Living on milk and fruits
He requested repeatedly,
Shrivasa almost daily,
To give him a chance
To see the Lord's dance.
One day Shrivasa said,
"Your nature is good.
You hide in my house
To see His performance."
When the program started
Everyone sang and danced,
But the Lord then suspected
Something unusual happened.
By his inner force, he said,
"Today, I do not find
Any joy in my dancing,
As someone is hiding."
Shrivasa told Him the truth,
That the lad had faith
And he lived on fruits,
Milk and nothing else.
The Lord wasn't well pleased,
But raising His hands shouted,
"No one can attain me
Just by drinking milk."
"A person may be renounced,
But if he had not surrendered
To Me, I do not favor him
This much you tell him."
The Brahmachari trembled
With fear and out he walked,
But back the Lord called him,
And blessed him this time.
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