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Chapter 15: The Killing of Dhenuka, the Ass
Demon and Poison in the River
(1) S'rî S'uka said: 'When
They [Râma and Krishna] in
Vraja attained the age of boyhood [six to ten years old], the two
who
rendered
Vrindâvana most pleasurable with Their footprints, were old
enough to
be cowherds. Together with Their friends they thereupon were commissioned to tend the cows [*]. (2) Mâdhava
['the Sweet Lord'], eager to play, surrounded
by the gopas who were chanting His fame, sounding His flute and
keeping the animals together with Balarâma in front of Him, entered the forest that had many flowers and
a lot of nourishment for the cows. (3) The
most enchanting forest was filled with
the sounds of bees, animals and birds. There was a lake with water as
clear
as the minds of the great [sages] and it had a fragrance originating
from
hundred-petalled lotuses that
was carried by the wind. When the Supreme Lord saw this He decided
to
play there. (4) The
moment the Original Personality saw the
beauty everywhere of the stately trees that with the tips of their
branches
touched His feet with their heavy load of fruits, flowers and reddish
buds, He joyfully, almost laughing, spoke to His elder brother. (5)
The
Supreme Lord said: 'Oh Best of the Gods, these trees at Your lotus
feet that are worshiped by the demigods, with their
heads bowing down are
presenting
offerings
of flowers and fruits to put an end to the ignorance because of which
they were born in their form. (6) Oh Original Personality, these
bees following You, as the most intimate great sages among Your
devotees, do -
despite of Your hiding in the forest - not abandon
You as their personal deity oh Sinless One while singing their worship of You, the place of
pilgrimage for all the worlds! (7)
These peacocks oh Worshipable
One, are
dancing with joy. These doe are pleasing You with their glances as if
they were the gopîs and the cuckoos do Vedic prayers.
They as residents of the forest being blessed with such a saintly nature, are
all as fortunate as to see
You who now arrives at their place. (8) Blessed
is
now
this
earth,
her
grasses
and
bushes
that
receive
the
touch
of Your feet. Blessed are the trees and
creepers struck by Your fingernails. The rivers, mountains, birds and
animals are blessed with the
mercy of Your glances and blessed are the gopîs in Your
arms that are constantly craved by the Goddess of Fortune.'
(9) S'rî S'uka
said: 'Lord Krishna this way being satisfied by all of
Vrindâvana's
beauty, took delight in
pasturing together with His
companions the
animals on the river banks at the foot of the mountain [Govardhana]. (10-12) Sometimes, when His companions
together with Balarâma
on their way sang about His glories, He sang along with the
humming bees that were blind under His influence. He sometimes imitated
the
chattering broken speech of the parrots and then cuckooed with the
charming cuckooing of the cuckoos. Sometimes He cooed along with the
swans and sometimes
He
danced hilariously in front of a peacock. With a voice [rumbling] like
the clouds
He sometimes affectionately called the animals that wandered
off by their names
and spoke endearingly with the cows and their
protectors. (13) He cried out in imitation of the cakora birds, the curlews, the
ruddy geese, the
skylarks and the peacocks and then
again acted with the
smaller creatures as if He
[also] was afraid of the tigers and lions. (14) Sometimes
when
His elder brother being tired of playing used the lap of a gopa
for a pillow, He would personally relieve Him by massaging His feet and
performing other services. (15) When
the
cowherd
boys
so
now
and
then
danced,
sang,
moved about and
wrestled, They stood hand in hand laughing and praised them. (16) At times when He was tired of the wrestling
He sought His refuge at the foot of a tree to lay on a
bed of twigs and
leaves and use the lap of a gopa
for a pillow. (17) Some of them, who were all
great souls, massaged His feet while others, free from all sin, fanned
Him nicely with fans. (18)
Others befitting
the occasion oh great King, would
sing
[songs] reflecting the
spirit of the Great Soul while
their hearts slowly melted of love. (19)
He in
His
activities pretending to be a cowherd, concealed His personal opulence with the
help of His
mystic
potency.
He whose tender feet are served by the Goddess of Fortune, enjoyed like
a villager with the villagers, even though He with His heroic deeds had
proven
Himself to be the Master and Controller.
(20) The gopa S'rîdâmâ, a
friend of Râma and Kes'ava, together with others like Subala and
Stokakrishna [one day] lovingly said the following: (21) 'Râma,
oh
Râma, oh Mighty-armed One, oh Krishna, Destroyer of the Wicked
Ones,
not far away from here there is a very great forest full of palm trees
[called Tâlavana]. (22) Many fruits there have fallen from the
trees, but they are checked by Dhenuka, the evil one. (23) Oh Râma, oh Krishna, he is a very powerful demon who
has assumed the form of an ass and he is surrounded by other companions
that are as
strong as he is. (24) He has killed human beings, everyone is
afraid to go there oh Killer of the Enemies. All kinds of animals
and flocks of
birds have abandoned it. (25)
There are fragrant fruits that we have never tasted. The aroma they
spread is noticed everywhere. (26)
Please oh Krishna give them
to us whose hearts are craving because of the fragrance. The desire is
so strong oh
Râma, let us go there if You consider it a good idea.'
(27) Having heard these words from Their friends,
the two masters laughed and went, wishing to please Their comrades,
surrounded by the gopas [compare 3.28: 31-33] to
the Tâlavana forest. (28) Balarâma
having arrived
there,
employed His great strength and shook
with His two arms the trees to all sides like a mad elephant so that the fruits fell
down. (29)
When he heard the fruits falling the donkey demon ran hither with a
heavy
gallop that made the earth and the trees tremble. (30) Meeting
Him
the
powerful
demon
struck
Balarâma's
chest
quickly
with
his two hind legs and then
ran
about producing an ugly ass bray.
(31) The furious, screaming beast approached Him
again and angrily hurled with his back turned forward, his two legs at
Balarâma oh King. (32)
[But] He seized him by the
hooves, whirled him around with one hand
and threw him, [being dashed against a palmyra] with his life spun out of him, in the top of a palm
tree. (33) The
big palm tree shook heavily with
its
large
crown because of
that blow and next broke down along with another one
that started to shake next to it. That tree on its turn took down
another one
and so it went further. (34) Balarâma
with
His
game
of
donkey corpse throwing made all the
palm trees [of the forest] shake and hit each other as if they were
blown about by a
hurricane. (35) This
feat of war of the
Fortunate One
is not that
surprising at all, for He is the Unlimited, One Controller of
the Universe in whom the length and width of the world[s] is [woven]
like the threads of [the warp and woof] of a piece of cloth. (36)
Then, enraged about the death of their friend, all the asses that
were Dhenuka's intimates attacked
Krishna and Râma. (37) But
attacking
Krishna
and
Râma
oh
King,
one after the other was easily seized by the hind legs and dashed
against the stately palm trees. (38) The
earth being covered with heaps of fruits, palm treetops and lifeless daitya
bodies, offered a view as radiating as the sky
decorated
with clouds. (39) When
the demigods and other transcendentalists heard about
that immense triumph of the Two, they showered a rain of
flowers, played music and offered prayers. (40) With Dhenuka being killed the fruits
of the palm trees could be eaten by the people who were no longer
afraid and the animals could graze in the forest.
(41) Krishna the Lord with the lotus petal eyes
about whom
it is so auspicious to hear and chant, returned with His elder
brother to Vraja, glorified by the gopas who followed Them. (42) All the gopîs with eyes hungry
to
see Him came to meet Him who
still had the dust in
His hair that was thrown up by the cows, He with His peacock
feather, forest
flowers, charming eyes and beautiful smile who played His flute and
whose glories were sung by the gopas. (43) Entering
the
cowherd
village
He heartily welcomed
the ladies of
Vraja who in
their veneration being bashful, humble and laughing, like bees
searching for honey, with sidelong glances were drinking in the face of
Mukunda, He who
constituted their liberation. And therewith they gave up the grief they had suffered during the
day because they
had been separated from Him. (44) Mother
Yas'odâ
and
Rohinî
most lovingly catered to the desires of
their two sons by presenting Them at the right time the finest
offerings. (45)
The weariness of the road vanished with a bath and a massage and such,
after which They were dressed with a charming cloth around Their waist
and were decorated with divine garlands and fragrances. (46) With the delicious preparations offered to
Them They ate Their fill and thus being pampered by Their
mothers They
fell happily asleep in Their fine beds in Vraja.
(47) Oh
King, Krishna, the Supreme Lord who thus operated in Vrindâvana,
went one day, without Balarâma and in
the company of His friends, to the
Kâlindi [the Yamunâ, see
also
**]. (48)
The cows who together with
the gopas suffered from the glaring
summer sun, tormented by thirst drank from the water of the river, but
it was polluted, it was spoiled by poison. (49-50) Because
they
got
in
touch
with
that
poisoned
water
they lost their consciousness and all fell lifeless down at the
waterside oh best of the Kurus. Lord
Krishna,
the
Master
of
all
Masters
of
Yoga who saw them
in that state, thereupon
brought them back to life by
casting His glance - which is as a shower of
nectar - on them who had accepted Him as their master. (51)
Regaining their senses [their
'memory'], they got up at the waterside and all
stood most surprised looking at each other. (52) They
came to the conclusion that they, after having drunk the poison and had
fallen dead oh King, by the grace of Govinda's merciful glance had
risen again.'
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