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Krishna’s name and Krishna’s pastimes are not mundane

things of this mortal world; they are transcendental. Hearing

Krishna’s pastimes is not an ordinary activity; it is also

transcendental. There is a vast difference between the mortal

world and the transcendental world. When we glorify

Krishna’s qualities and pastimes, or chant His holy names, the

transcendental sound vibration is extremely auspicious.

Even if one is covered with ignorance, and his heart is full

of unwanted material thoughts and desires, still, if he has a

little honour — just a very little — these transcendental

vibrations will come through his ears to his heart. These are

not words in the common sense; Krishna Himself comes in

these transcendental sound vibrations. how? His

transcendental world comes into the heart of any person who

has a slight fraction of faith (Sraddha).



At the same time as Sri Krishna was performing His pastimes

in Vrndavana, there was a lady in the nearby city of Mathura

who used to sell very, very sweet fruits. She would go to the

country villages where small children lived, and she would

walk through the narrow lanes calling out, “Mangos! Oranges!

Bananas! Guava!“ She had such lovely, ripe fruits, that many

children would run to her, and ask for them in a beautiful

way. They would all collect around her, and watch her with

greedy eyes, saying, “Mother, mother! I want to take that

fruit.“ She was very popular with the children.

One day, this fruit-seller lady heard the name Nandanandana,

which means ‘the son of Nanda’, and she became

very much attracted. Someone told her, “Yasoda has given

birth to a very lovely boy, and His name is Krishna. He is so

beautiful and so attractive, that anyone who goes to Gokula

and sees Him just once cannot return his mind to his

business. If he does return, it is without his mind and without

his heart.“ When the fruit-seller heard this, she wanted to see

that boy.


One day she took a basket full of fruits, and with some

difficulty crossed the river Yamuna in a makeshift boat made

of branches and banana trees. Then she set off for Gokula,

which was only seven miles from where she had crossed the


(When we first came to Gurudeva, we used to walk there

on foot. Now, they have invented taxis, cars and so many

things, that hinder us from going there.)

The fruit seller went to Gokula, and she began calling out

to attract people to buy her fruits. She wanted to call out,

“fruit! Bananas! Mangos! Oranges! Guava!“ but she was just

thinking of Krishna, so instead she called out,

Govinda Damodara Madhaveti, Govinda, Damodara, Madhaveti

She began to cry out more loudly, “Govinda! Damodara!

Madhava!“ as she walked along with her basket on her head.

(Indian ladies can carry baskets on their heads without

touching them with their hands. They can carry two, three, or

even four pots of water on top of each other on their heads

without holding them. Vraja gopis are expert in this. Even

today, you can see them doing it in Vrndavana.)

The fruit-seller went on calling like this, and her heart was

crying, “Krishna! Govinda! Damodara!“ The whole of that

day, she made the rounds in Nandagrama, where Krishna

lived with His parents, but Krishna did not come. She

returned the next day, and the next, but she still did not see



After the third day, she vowed, “If Krishna does not allow

me to see Him today, I will not return. I will just give up my

life.“ With this conviction, she was so absorbed in singing,

“Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!“ that Krishna could not

check Himself when he heard her calling. He was sitting in

Mother Yasoda’s lap, but He quickly jumped up to go to the

fruit-seller. Krishna had seen adults bartering, and He knew

that the fruit-seller would give Him some fruit, if He gave

Her something in return. On the way out, He saw a sack of

grains, and He picked some up in his little hands, and ran into

the courtyard. “Oh, I want some fruits, I want some! Give

Me fruits!“

This fruit-seller was from a lower caste, so she was waiting

outside the gate; she could not come into Mother Yasoda’s

house, or even into the courtyard. Although Krishna had

tried to bring some grains for bartering, His little hands

would not hold many, and most of the grains that He had

picked up fell to the ground as He ran out. There were only a

very few grains left, but Krishna did not notice this; He

thought that His hands were so full of grains that the fruitseller

would give Him plenty of fruit.


When the fruit-seller saw Krishna, she became completely

absorbed in the wonderful sight. She just sat looking and

looking at Him. In a moment, she had given her heart to


“Give Me fruits! Give Me fruits!“ Krishna told her.

“What will You give me in return?“

“I’ve brought lots of grains with Me.“

The fruit-seller smiled and said, “Oh boy, there are no

grains in Your hands.“

Krishna looked at His hands, and was surprised to see

that all the grains were gone. He still wanted the fruits,


The fruit-seller looked at Krishna’s face, and said, “If you

call me ‘Mother’ and sit in my lap, I will give You all the fruits

You want.“

Krishna looked up and down, this way and that, to see if

anyone was watching. He is very affectionate to all His

devotees, and is not even slightly concerned what caste or

class they are born in. Still, He was playing the part of the son

of the Icing of Vraja. “I don’t know what will happen if My

mother or anyone in Vraja sees Me sitting in the lap of this

lady,“ He thought. “And what would My friends say if they

found out that I had called Her ‘Mother’?“ That’s why He

was looking here and there, to see if anyone was watching.

When He saw that no one else was around, He quickly

jumped into the lady’s lap and said, “Mother!“ Then just as

quickly, He jumped out of her lap and demanded, “Now, you

should give He some fruits.“

The fruit-seller lady was delighted, for Krishna had

fulfilled all of her desires. She wanted to give Him everything

— all of her fruits — but His hands were so small that He

could only take two mangos and a banana. He held the fruits

against His chest with both hands, and went off dancing, as

small boys do.

Krishna went to his mother and put all the fruits in her

veil. She began to distribute them to her friends, and she

became so happy, for they provided an endless and

inexhaustible supply. She gave fruits to all the gopis. and when

everyone had received fruits, there were still fruits left.

And what happened to that fruit seller? When Krishna sat

in her lap and called her. ‘Mother!’ she was overcome with

transcendental sentiments and emotions. She had given her

whole heart and mind to Krishna.

She didn’t move for a long time, but sat there outside the

gate, motionless in disbelief. When anyone came and asked.

“Why are you just sitting here?“ she did not reply; she



Eventually, towards evening-time, the fruit-seller took her

basket on her head, and started for home. When she came to

the banks of the Yamuna River, she thought, “My basket is

very heavy. What is in it?“

When she put the basket down and looked into it, she was

amazed at what she saw. The basket was full of countless

wonderful jewels, each one equal in value to the whole of

King Kamsa’s treasury.

The fruit-seller was completely fixed in her determination.

Standing on the bank of the Yamuna, she cried out, “What is

the use of all these jewels?“ Then she threw them all into the

Yamuna, and with her hands above her head, she began to

sing like a mad woman,

Govinda Damodara Madhaveti, Govinda Damodara Madhaveti

She had no veil — it had come off. She collapsed, and fell

on the earth, weeping. She had no sense — only the sense

that Krishna was there. Tears were pouring from her eyes,

and her heart was melting.

No one knew where she went after that, for she never

returned to her house. Where had she gone? Can anyone tell?

Krishna knew her heart completely, and He thought. “Oh,

she would like to be My mother!“ He gave her a very

beautiful spiritual body, and quickly took her to His supreme

abode, Goloka Vrndavana, where she could be like His

mother eternally.

Only her body was left lying on the banks of the Yamuna,

and someone came and gave it to fire.


It is very wonderful to follow that fruit-seller lady, if you want

to. Gurudeva has come to give you this, to sprinkle this

mercy. You cannot repay him with wealth, or reputation, or

anything of this world. You have nothing to give to

Gurudeva to repay him.

You should meditate on Srila Gurudeva’s glory, and try to

understand who he is. He wants to give you the same wealth

that Krishna gave to that fruit-seller, so try to take what he

wants to give you. Don’t waste your valuable time, and don’t

waste this valuable human body. At once, from this moment,

you should try to be like that, always absorbed in that way

and always singing,

Govinda Damodara Madhaveti, Govinda Damodara Madhaveti

Govinda Damodara Madhaveti, Govinda Damodara Madhaveti

How should you sing? Not as if you are singing an

ordinary song. You should pray to Krishna with all your

heart, and then Krishna will hear. Otherwise, you may be

singing like a professional, but Krishna doesn’t need so much

music. He already knows many songs. He wants your heart.

An inferior devotee may be able to sing expertly, but Krishna

wants more.

Try to pray like this — with your full heart — and

Krishna will hear. However you chant, whatever kirtana you

sing, you should be absorbed in it. If you are singing just to

make music, Krishna will not hear, but if you are chanting

and hearing in a heartfelt way, Krishna will come at once, and

give you His wealth.

Gaura-premanande! Haribol!


Hare Krishna !!


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