#rukmini

[mannbhaavnii]

“My mind is always fixed on Rukmini, just like hers is on me. I can’t even sleep at night.” — Srimad Bhagvatam

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[devimayi]

i imagine vrindavan to be chaotic and messy in the best way possible. krishna playing his flute means that everyone will stop whatever they are doing. radha and the sakhis constantly try to outwit this makhan chor but to no avail. every prank of theirs is reported by the parrots that krishna bribes feeds everyday for this entire purpose.

mother yashoda and nanda maharaj are doing their duties when krishna's elder brother balram rushes in, throwing accusations against krishna.

krishna refutes them and the parents share a fond look with each other while their mischevous children argue.

dwarka is no less chaotic, perhaps tempered by the maturity krishna shows. the makhan chor of braj remains with the people of vrindavan, gokul, barsana and only them. dwarka sees the dawn of yaduvanshi vāsudev shri krishna. a new leaf of the same flower of madhav.

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[sambhavami]

Krishna: a character adored for over two thousand years, revered as one of the most significant political masterminds of the ancient world with his words forming the philosophical core of the country today. Concurrently, he is the god shrouded in inimitable domesticity- as a friend, a lover, and a child. No other deity in the Hindu pantheon has probably achieved as dear a position in the hearts of people as this flute-wielding cowherd of Gokula.

For generations, he has shined as the muse of countless poetfolk, of unfinished business, of unspoken desires and of repressed lovers' qualms. In Meera's longing for her marble beloved, and in Kothai's dulcet dreams of a celestial wedding, Krishna blossoms not as a warrior, but rather as a confidante of young women- the keeper of all secrets.

Curse, o ye, this wedding of devotion, 

For I was better off unmarried,

Writes the lovestruck Nawab Sadiq Hilm,

I was well enough at my mother's; 

Oh, why did I pine for him?!

Who am I, or what: go ask Rizwan, the gatekeeper

For heaven has been rejected by my forebearers!

He says, in a nostalgic ode to the cowmaids from old tales. To the ones that massage the dust off their feet on Krishna's fevered forehead to soothe his illness, even as the apparent disrespect dooms their afterlives.

Jayadeva notes a more rugged form of Krishna, one that is almost hungry for love. His Radha smiles down upon Radharaman Dutta's kalankini. Of course, she would accept even infamy if it was in relation to her Krishna. However, in time, this epithet has been reclaimed as a celebration of the meteoric, tempestuous love that this unseemly duo had carved out for themselves of the pages of a mostly unwilling history.

Tagore's Krishna is mysterious, eagerly anticipated but rarely seen. Rather, here Radha's pining is crushing and all-encompassing, inherited from Chandidas' virahini. Radha's guttural desire to transform Krishna into herself, subjecting him to the same suffering that she undergoes as a woman in love with a furious ideology more than a man, reverberates eerily against the lighthearted cross-dressing tale of Surdas'.

As often as bards favour the songs extolling the love of the cowherd and the wedded maiden, Krishna's wives are seldom accorded any thought outside of Vasudeva's family tree. Their silence speaks to the stringent rules of a typical patriarchal household. Some of them do speak, and hence Satyabhama becomes conceited and Kalindi wayward. However, the mere few lines that they are mercifully allotted in the text are enough to speak to their resilience. The lines inadvertently hold up a window to the million unspoken words and unexchanged glances. It speaks to the long years, happy and sad. It speaks to the nights of waiting for the beloved to return. It speaks to the quiet lunches in curtained rooms and taste tests in the kitchen.

Each of Krishna's eight wives has their own life, and their own equation with Krishna. Each of their distinct personalities, coupled with their unique introductions to the prince has the potential to bring a distinct flavour to the story of Krishna, the statesman. The understanding that Krishna's heart belonged first to Vrindavana and then to his ambition, must have weighed somewhat on their hearts and yet, the choice to patch up the battle-hardened cowherd, after every blow, sans complaint, and send him out into the world as the architect of history, must have demanded restraint.

The distinct turn of events that brings each of the chief eight queens to Krishna's is quite interesting. Rukmini, the first, demonstrates heart, even if it is born out of desperation. Seizing control of her life, she sends a message, relying solely on rumours of his compassion. Her gamble yields returns manifold as Krishna not only rescues her from an unwanted marriage, but instates her as his chief consort, elevating her, alongside himself, to a divine status. Far from the impulsiveness of her youth, Pandhari's Rakhumai, astute beside her beloved, proudly bears a conch-shell, calling for harmony and community. In life as well, Rukmini brings to Krishna much needed stability, and oversees the blossoming of the city of Dwarika as well as Krishna's growing household.

Jambavati and Satyabhama are given in marriage to the prince by their respective fathers and do not seem to have much of a voice at the time. Jambavati fulfills an ancient destiny, a forgotten promise, then going on to mother the child that ultimately brings about the demise of the Yadava clan. Satyabhama, though often maligned with unfair accusations, is self-reliant. Making no attempt to hide herself from the eye of society, takes her rightful place beside Krishna, not on a throne, but by his side in battlefields. Kalindi however, is an extremely interesting character in Krishna's story. Enmeshed between mortal and divine, she exists as neither. Chancing upon the prince, she unabashedly declares her intentions to be married, and yet she is uncharacteristically silent after her marriage. Lakshmana and Mitravinda, are both won in conquest. They might have been able to sympathize with Rukmini, given their kin had turned against them, on account of their choice of a life partner. Bhadra, on the other hand, has no fancy contests to boast of, or an adventurous rescue. She marries Krishna at the behest of her brother, the only highlight being the arduous journey she undertakes from Kekaya to Dwarika.

After their marriages, these women practically disappear from the narrative until their last moments. We can assume that they were all presumably content with a life outside the spotlight. One can only hope to be privy to their lives after marriage, to know their dreams, nightmares and daily chores. They enter Krishna's life at crucial junctions, and I choose to believe they each had a unique effect on Krishna's worldview, bringing with them a fresh outlook into the mostly stagnant golden city.

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[krishakamal]

𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐐𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

KRISHNA : [carrying all the groceries]

RUKMINI : [reaches hand to help]

KRISHNA : [aggressively moves all bags to one hand to hold Rukmini's hand]

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[hum-suffer]

"You never loved me." She wails, her eyes a bleeding red that he can't face. She's kneeling at his feet and he's frozen in the light of the accusation that marks his skin whipped with every word.

She doesn't see it, of course. Her grief and ache blinds her.

He kneels, eyes burning with tears as he holds her as desperately as she sobs. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

His and her pain are both entwined and it's a physical ache in his heart.

"You are the perpetrator of the universe," she says,"Help me. I beg of you. Please."

He holds her tighter still, for she needs to be held together as she breaks apart. "I am here. Here. I won't leave you. I will never leave you. I will always, always be with you."

"Then love me!" She screams, and the kaustubh jewel on his chest leaves an impression on her forehead as she slumps in his arms. "Protect me! Let me be happy. Please, just love me, please, please. Please. Love me."

She's sniffling as he begs her to believe him. Believe in him. "I do. I've loved you for yugs, I've loved you since before you were born, I've loved you before you knew of me and I will love you even if you never love me. You are a part of me. I love you, beyond illusions and beyond doubt."

Her nails are leaving tiny red scraps down his arms but she's trembling still. "You are a God. How can you ever love me?"

"I am your Krishna first." He says and she sobs harder.

It's guilt instead of grief now, but he holds her all the same.

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[latent-thoughts]

A beautiful piece of art (I'm unable to find the artist) depicting Shri Vasudev Krishna carrying Princess Rukmini Devi to his chariot in the kingdom of Vidharbh (her homeland). She had sent him a letter in secret, expressing her love and devotion for him, asking him to come and take her to his kingdom as his bride. Her eldest brother, Rukmi, had arranged her marriage elsewhere, against her wishes. But she wanted to marry Shri Krishna.

Ultimately, her wishes prevailed because he came to Vidharbh in his chariot and whisked her away in front of everyone, including her brothers.

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[h0bg0blin-meat]

Rukmini: There's a spider.

Krishna: *jumping from his seat* SO WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO??

Rukmini: TAKE IT OUT!

Krishna: YOU SAW IT FIRST! YOU TAKE IT OUT!

Rukmini: YOU'RE THE MAN!!

Mohini: Since when?

Dialogue credit: Hardstop Lucas

#Plot twist: that spider was Arachne #Update: Rukmini took it out cuz Krishna wanted her to overcome her fears lol #hindu mythology #mythology memes #incorrect quotes #hindu memes #mahabharata memes #incorrect mahabharat quotes #incorrect hindu quotes #incorrect mythology quotes #incorrect mythology #krishna #rukmini #krishna x rukmini #mohini #hinduism #desiblr #hardstoplucas #hindu myths #hindublr #hindu gods #krishnablr

[stxrrynxghts]

Rukmini: Krishna, tell me honestly, did you help Arjun run away with Subhadra? Krishna, earnestly: I swear on Dau, I didn't!! Arjun: Subhadra: Pradyumna: In a far, far place away from the crime scene, Balarama, sipping tea: *chokes*

#mahabharat #mahabharata #hindu mythology #arjun #subhadra #krishna #balarama #rukmini #incorrect mahabharat quotes #what to do #Dau is a fan fav #hehe

[kaal-naagin]

True Love has the habit of coming back

(Pictures:

1. Lord Shiva uplifting the corpse of Sati Maata and feeling Viraha

2.Shiva-Parvati Vivaha

3.Sita Maata entering Patala

4.Maata Rukmini and Lord Krishna)

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[janaknandini-singh999]

"They are definitely upto something, Kanha." Balram quietly peeped through the curtain as the moonlight shone in

Rukmini, Satyabhama, Jambavanti looked like they were discussing something very serious as they gestured to the guards who bowed after listening to them and quickly ran off. The other ashthabharya slowly tiptoed out of their rooms to join them.

"Why are you always so scared, dau? Relax. It's Purnima, they must be preparing something special for me hehe." Krishna rubbed his hands together in excitement

"You ask me why I'm scared? THIS. This is the EXACT reason I'm scared, Kanha. You've still not grown up and in the process if anything goes wrong, you just push me in the middle of it! YOU'VE DONE THIS WITH ME SINCE THE DAWN OF TIME. AREY? EVEN REVATI JI-"

"adores me more than you? Not my fault if I'm so cute :( You're the actual one who's scary ooo bOo." Krishna ran off

"WHAT? YOU COME RIGHT HERE YOU-" Balram vanished to find him in the palace as Krishna made his way to his son's chamber

"hey~ psspssss-" Krishna whispered from behind the door as if calling a cat

"P- pitashri?" Pradyumnn almost jumped from his bed

"ahha, so my raja beta is still awake!" Krishna giggled and stepped inside, crushing his son in a hug and pulling his cheeks

"OWW, PITASHRI!!!!!! WHAT are you doing here in the dead of night?! Also, I'm an adult. Even my mothers don't do that now!" Pradyumnn shrieked

"yes yes, I know you love me the mostt ahaHAehehehe. Also, point to be noted ki you will always be my baby so shut up ):< Btw, now that we're talking about it let me come straight to the point onlyy. What are your mothers cooking up?"

"Umm.. I don't know, ask the baawarchi? YOU woke me for this, pitash-?"

"AREY, NO. And QUIET. SHH." Krishna lowered his head "Cooking as in what are they doing? Something fishy is happening, I can tell that."

Suddenly it dawned on Pradyumnn, he's supposed to keep quiet or his mothers will kill him. Each one. Each time over. A woman's wrath causes war and he knew that too well.

"HUH? I DON'T KNOW what they are DOING. But one thing I know is that they are very, veryyy mad at you, pitashri."

Krishna gulped "What?"

Pradyumnn nodded and whispered "First, they will take down Balram taushri so you will have nobody left to defend you. Then they will take down...... YOU."

Krishna shrieked and jumped, landing into a random martial art pose "oh no no no this is bad. I have to find her." he started walking away fast

"Who? Radha ji? Oh, she's already gone."

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[buttercupspotify]

girl invented manifesting before it was even a thing 🙌🛐

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[krsnaradhika]

Gopiblr, I have something for you. I couldn't do much on Janmashtami due to lined up tests and stuff. But here it is 👉👈

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[kanhapriya]

Rukmini: I know you're deflecting pain by making jokes about how hot you are.

Krishna: It's not a joke.

Krishna: * sniffles *

Krishna: I'm a legit snack.

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[ritish16]

Panduranga Vittala

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[hum-suffer]

"You're my god." Said Kans, looking at the pregnant belly of his sister, looking at the future that was predicted to kill him. How bad must the child be, if it had the potential of killing him. A murderer. A god.

"You're my god." Whispered Vasudev as he kissed the forehead of an infant, who was covered in blood from his mother's womb still and yet smiled prettily at his father. He had saved him from rain and flood. A rescuer. A god.

"You're my god." Said Yashoda, cradling him in her arms, laughing and kissing his dusky cheeks. She held him close to her chest and somehow, she felt her heart align with every giggle he let out. An enchanter. A god.

"You're my god." Said Nand, as he ruffled his son's hair that curled in ringlets that shined even in darkness. Yashoda had told him of their son's miracles. Universe in his mouth. Somehow, beyond his love for her, Nand believed her. His played with his fingers. A hope. A god.

"You're my god." Said Radha, laughing as he bowed in front of her with flowers of different colours and scents. Tears dried whenever he appeared. She flourished with him, her becoming simply more. A flash of mischievous smiles, and she was his. A melody. A god.

"You're my god." Said Ugrasen. Bones and frail flesh scarring, hands shaking as he was held. Dusky and smooth skin contrasted every silver scar he had and blood returned to his fingers once more. He stained his grandson's yellow clothes with his blood. A healer. A god.

"You're my god." Smiled Rukmini, an open secret between the two of them, eyes shining with love that none could see but him. His hands held her feet and helped her up. He led her, homeward bound once more. Home wasn't a palace, home was at his side. A love. A god.

"You're my god." Said Sudama, tears glistening in his eyes as he gazed at the shredded skin of his friend's feet. Blood that rewrote everything that Sudama ever had been, blood that bled when words failed. A shelter. A god.

"You're my god." Said Arjun, meeting a cousin he never wished to part from, recently married and aching raw. Morals broken, vow forsaken. A hand held him up, a shoulder to lean on. A saviour. A god.

"You're my god." Said Yudhisthir as he knelt before a throne of his own, blood on his hands of those who lived before him. Blood stained hands washed the feet of the man who was the reason the throne was built. A kingmaker. A god.

"You're my god." Draupadi sobbed in his arms, bruises littering her face and arms, lip burst and forehead cut. At his feet, reverently cursing all and blessing him all the same. Lonely, inviting death with every word. A protector. A god.

"You're my god." Gandhari wailed, an accusation on her lips and tears coming to her throat. Blood dripped down her knuckles from where she had hit him fruitlessly. Her words, punctured and breaths shallow, all but dead. A killer. A god.

"You're my god." Balram tells him, calm and serene. So unlike everything they saw in their mortal lives. His clothes suffocate his skin almost beautifully and the sunset is something to watch. He's not watched the sunset since he was six, he thinks. He's not properly felt the sunset in this lifetime.

He smiles at his younger brother. The brother he was supposed to protect. The accusations still make ugly scars on his skin and Balram wants to accuse them all back for a moment. They never knew his god. None of them, except his Mata, knew his god. So serene, so calm, so wise, so innocent. His god is everything and anything and nothing at once.

They don't know what godhood is.

And as Balram leaves his body to return to his abode once more, he wishes they knew better. He wishes they didn't claim to know godhood or his god.

He waits to be reunited with his god and goddess again.

#hindu gods #desiblr #suffer ye suhana nahi #desi tumblr #hindublr #thoughts #krishna #yashoda #nand #rukmini #radharani #balram #dwarka #arjun #yudhishthir #draupadi #subhadra #did i work on this for two hours? yes #i wrote this instead of sleeping #writers on tumblr #gopiblr #krishnablr

[khushireadsandrambles]

Krishna

These lines written by Manu Vaishali (a Poetess) are so POWERFUL!

"Sadhikaar prem se likhegi patra Rukmini to jaanti hai rukmini ki Krishna swayam aayege.

Aayege jo Krishna Saath Parth ke to Parth ko hai gyaat ki sath Krishna ke ve yuddh jeet jaayege.

Jayenge yadi Krishna krodh me bhari sabha se to sabha ko hai pata ki ab Dev kya bachayege,

Bachayenge! Ye jaanti hai Draupadi pukaarti hai ki koi aaye ya na aaye, parantu Krishna aayenge..!"

(translation: If Rukmini writes letter with pure Love and Authority (Saadhikar), she knows that Krishna himself will come.

Parth knows that if Krishna will come with Krishna they WILL win the whole War.

When Krishna walks out of the Sabha (Court) in anger, even the Courtiers know that Gods won't be able to Save them.

They will, knows Draupadi, and this calls him again and again knowing that even if none comes to her aide, Krishna will.)

Damn, Manu Vaishali is my FAV ✨

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