The Crest of The Tide of Renascence: Sankaradeva's Kirttan-Ghosā
The Crest of The Tide of Renascence: Sankaradeva's Kirttan-Ghosā
The Crest of The Tide of Renascence: Sankaradeva's Kirttan-Ghosā
Sankaradeva’s Kirttan-Ghosā
Dimbeswar Neog
---
[From Dimbeswar Neog’s New Light on History of Asamiya Literature, Second Impression: 1982,
Xuwani Prakas, Guwahati.]
To read Sankaradeva’s Kirttana click here. To read a sample translation (English) of one of the Books, click
below: -
http://atributetosankaradeva.org/Veda_Stuti.pdf
---
Sankaradeva entered his fortieth year in His first pilgrimage in between his visits of Baraha
Ksetra and Prayaga. It must have occurred about 1492 that he was made over his dukedom which
he managed through his son-in-law, Hari Bhuya, and was also engaged in teaching and preaching
his new faith sitting in his prayer-house built by his cousin Ramrai. These events were soon
followed by recitation of the Bhagawat to him by Jagadis Misra of Trihut; but before this was done,
Sankaradeva clearly told the Brahman that he had already composed verses and songs on the
Bhagawat and would like to see whether the purports were in full agreement or not. While thus
talking the Bhaktas came and sang the verses and songs of Sankaradeva in his prayer-house to the
great wonder and admiration of Jagadis; and it is on the next day that he executed his mission.
Ramcaran clearly says that it was Kirttan-Ghosā sung as by Ojha-Pali (v. 2179). This took
place sometime after the historic union between Sankaradeva and Madhavadeva, at Dhuyanhat
where they stayed for fourteen years definitely. So the composition of the Kirttan-Ghosa was
commenced sometime in the last decade of the fifteenth century, in parts. The fact of early
composition of the Kirttan is also supported by Daityari when he says – “Prathamate karilanta
Kirttanar chanda” (v. 96), and also by his verses (98-99). This appears to refer to the historical fact
of invasion of the Kacari kingdom by the Ahoms in November, 1526, by Cuhunmung or the
Dihingiya Raja (1497-1539).
But any way, the Kirttan Ghosā may not have been completed till very late in Sankaradeva’s
life at Patbausi. It is corroborated by the fact of its parts being found in lower Assam by Ramcaran
and confirmed by the compact style of the work all through. But it seems certain that all the poems
of the Kirttan-Ghosā were not collected together till after the death of Sankaradeva (1568), and till
sometime before the death of Madhavadeva (1596) at Kocbehar where the complete collection was
handed over to him by Ramcaran, the latter’s nephew. A detailed account of it is given by Daityari
(vs. 1656-74). It appears that the different poems of the Kirttan-Ghosā were thus scattered, for
people took them away to make copies. But they must have been well-devised earlier, for when
Madhavadeva got it from Ramcaran and examined whether it was in ‘proper order’ he found it quite
all right (vs. 1576-77). Madhavadeva then divided and employed four persons to copy which they
did in about eight days (v. 1577). Madhavadeva himself of course made an earlier attempt to collect
the several poems of the Kirttan-Ghosā, but then he was busy in other things and the different
poems were widely distributed, and because he came to Kocbehar, he could not accomplish it (v.
1575-76). This also gives a clue to the extreme popularity of the poems even at that time.
The Kirttan-Ghosa (Kirttana-Ghosā) consists now of nearly thirty little books. They are all
written in a large variety of metres and rich in all virtues of true poems. The Kirttan-Ghosa and the
Dasam Bhagawat by Sankaradeva and their companions Nām-Ghosā and Ratnāwali by
Madhavadeva are the four great works anyone of which is placed on the altar (Thāpanā) instead of
an image and is worshipped by the Vaisnavas of Assam. The Kirttan-Ghosa in particular occupies a
place in no way inferior to the place occupied by the Gita in all-India Vaisnavism. As a literary
masterpiece too, the Kirttan-Ghosa is no less worthy than the Gita for the Assamese mass people. It
commands a poetic excellence and sublimity that may be equaled by few in any great literature of
modern times.
Though in a modern Indian language, the Kirttan-Ghosa hardly lacks the majesty and
serenity of Sanskrit. Sankaradeva combines transparence with terseness of language so much so that
his translations run parallel to the original Sanskrit verses: -
CATURVIMSATI AWATAR
The First Book of the Kirttan-Ghosa is Caturvimsati Avatar Varnan (Description of the
Twenty Four Incarnations) beginning with the verse: -
First I salute Brahma Who is Narayan and the source of all incarnations.
This very first half-verse of the Kirttan-Ghosa brings home to the reader in clear terms the
philosophy of Sankaradeva. The language has at once the serenity and majesty of classics and does
not compare ill with such lines of Jayadeva - “pralay-payodhijale dhritavanasi vedam”. If brevity
and compact expressions are of any high merit in descriptions, the twenty-four incarnations clearly
described in such as the following and other few lines of the first four poems (vs. 1-33) must be
considered highly admirable. The following half-verses, giving the names of incarnations in the first
two poems, are quoted for the rhythm and majesty which pada or payar of a modem language is
capable of: -
2
adi daitya Hiranyakasipu baliara
Narasimha rupe hia bidarila tara 5
Bamana swarupe Aditir vakya pali
Indraka thapila chale Balik nikali 6
bhailaha Parasurama name avatara
pradaksina kari bhumi tini sata bara 7
Siriramarupe Kausalyata avatari
vanabasa khapila pitrira vakya dhari 8
Rohinita bhaila Halirama avatara
Dvibidara prana laila musthira prahara 12
Buddha avatare veda patha kari channa
bamanaya sastre mohi acha sarvajana 13
kalira sesata haiba Kalki avatara
kati-mari mlecchaka kariba bundamara 14
NAMAPARADH
The Second Book Nam Aparadh deals with the sins accompanying disrespect for Nam
(prayers, the Lord’s Name) in two poems (vs. 34-72). Sankaradeva mentions that he narrates this
from the Sarga Khanda of the Padma Purana, and that the original work came to him from
Benares. On such authorities he says that the vilest of the sinners may be delivered from the
miseries of the world by being initiated to Hari by means of devotion through the Lord’s Name. To
hold the devotees (Bhaktas) in contempt, to differentiate the merits of the Names and Glories of
Visnu and Siva; to neglect Nam and even knowing it as (purport of) the Vedas, condemning it now
and then, to argue against reciting the Name of Hari, to trifle the Glories of Nam (prayers), to
contemplate doing sinful deeds in the name of Nam, to put sacrifices and pilgrimages etc., on the
same position as Nam, to be indifferent to Nam while one is reciting it, to give the sacred gifts of
Nam to those who are not really respectful to it, and lastly to hear the Glories of Nam every day and
yet entertain no love for it : these ten are the sins against Nam. One can easily recover from these
sins also simply by the panacea of singing the Name of Hari ever and anon.
Sankaradeva then brings home the seven successive psychological stages by which Nam
works in human mind: First, it burns away all the sins; second, it arouses great merits; third, it
brings aversion to worldly pleasures; fourth, it gives birth to love for Krsna; fifth, it generates the
spirit of single-minded devotion to God; sixth, it burns to ashes all maya (illusion), and finally it
makes the devotee one with Hari (God) Who is all-joy and all-life embodied.
PASANDA MARDAN
The Third Book, Pasanda Mardan (Subduing the Vile) consists of four poems again (vs. 72-
146). This was the book written as a retort to the Brahmans who envied the Bhaktas. Daityari says
(vs. 712-24) that the first retort of Sankaradeva being too strong was modified by him at the
instance of Madhavadeva: -
kariya kalita Kirttana ati
pawe Vaikunthaka cautrisa jati 73
satya yuge kari dhyana samadhi
tretata samasta jajna aradhi
dwapare puji nana Bhakti bhawe
kalit Kirttane si gati pawe 74
By Kirttan (recitation of God’s Name and Glory) alone in the Iron Age, all the thirty-four castes of
3
people can secure Vaikuntha. What could be gained by meditation in the Gold Age, by sacrifices in
the Silver Age, by [ritual] worship (puja) in the Copper Age, can now be secured in the Iron Age by
Kirttan alone.
The references to the various scriptures given even in poems supporting himself are
interesting and they show how extensively Sankaradeva studied and how intensively he dived into
his subject (vs. 77-87). In the second poem Sankaradeva asserts that even if one person condemns a
man of low caste singing Glory of God, he at once loses all the merits that he acquired all through
his life and goes to hell (v. 89). “If you would not believe in what I say, better consult the Suta
Samhita”. Again, he says that the hearing and reciting the Name of God is the harvest reaped by
sowing the seed of a selfless work dedicated to Visnu (God): -
If you would disbelieve my word, you may consult the Bhagawat, Book Eleven.
In the third poem of this Book, Sankaradeva pushes the point further and says: -
That outcaste is certainly superior who has the Name of Hari in his lips. He alone is of high caste
and understands the Vedas too who sings the Name of God freely. Knowing this great truth,
Dewahuti, in the Book Three of the Bhagawat, prayed that she would not prefer the salvation to be
merged in God where there is no adoring of the Lotus-Feet of Hari.
Need ye not be a god or a Brahman or a sage. Need ye not know all the scriptures. Needless it is to
be mortified with the burden of rituals. God is well pleased with Love (Bhakti) [...] Find this as the
message of Prahlad in the Book Seven of the Bhagawat.
In the fourth poem, Sankaradeva says that tantras, mantras and other things have the defect
that the slightest departure may corrupt them, but Nam can well accomplish any noble object: -
4
pratimata kare dewata buddhi
Vaisnawata nai isava mati
garuto adhama Krsna vadati 133
Krsna says, he who mistakes the corpse of a body for the Self: pins his faith in his son, wife and
money; wants to purify himself with water calling it pilgrimage; mistakes an idol for God ; must be
more silly than a bullock. A Vaisnava (true devotee of God) cannot have such foolish ideas.
DHYANAVARNAN
AJAMIL UPAKHYAN
The Fifth Book (vs. 175-216) is Ajamil Upakhyan, the story of Ajamil, a Brahman who
became fallen in a public woman and not only gave up his caste functions but also became addicted
to the blackest sins possible and approached death. He had as many as ten sons by the woman, the
youngest of whom was named ‘Narayan’ out of mere affection. At the last moment by dreading
death he unwittingly called his youngest son by name, and immediately to his pleasant surprise four
messengers of Visnu came for his rescue, for it was a Name of Krsna (God). So the first poem (vs.
175-84) of this chapter moralizes by saying that the blackest of sins are immediately washed away
when the Name of God is pronounced even unwittingly. The other three poems also hang other
advice on the efficacy of Nam on to the peg of this story. The second poem (vs. 185-94) commences
with a discussion on the superiority of Nam-dharma as an atonement which lies in the fact that
while after subjecting oneself to other forms of atonement one may fall back on it: -
Singing the Name and Fame of God (as an atonement) purifies the heart and uproots the very evil.
Sankaradeva gives many a simile to prove the efficacy of Nam to the hilt. He says that as the
fire, whether intended or not, burns away all combustible materials before it, so the Name of God,
pronounced wittingly or unwittingly, burns away all sins. Again, as a great medicine taken even
without knowing its virtues, removes all diseases, so one who utters the Name of God even in spite
of himself shall of course be delivered from all miseries (v. 187). Elsewhere he says: -
Is not a person sure to overcome old age and death when he takes ambrosia (amrt) by mistaking it
for poison?
Thus in the third poem he repeats that prescribing any atonement other than Nam by the
sages themselves, is like prescribing any medicine even when there is the king of medicines that can
revive one to life. So also in the fourth poem he extols the glory of Nam and its suitability to the
modern age, saying: -
5
kali yuge ara anyatra dharmata
karo nahi adhikar 207
Also, in the Solar Eclipse, it is prescribed to give one crore of cows to Brahmans, to stay in
the water of the Ganges about Prayaga for long, and one may make a million of sacrifices and make
gifts of gold; but all these heaped together cannot equal one hundredth part of merit that Nam
(prayer) alone can acquire. Nay, he says much more than this: ‘Nam can destroy the sins to such an
extent that it is beyond the sinners to commit so many sins’. Elsewhere: -
PRAHLAD CARIT
The Sixth Book is Prahlad Carit, life of Prahlad, the great Saint. It is of considerable
dimensions and contains as many as twenty two poems. The first poem begins with the four
accomplished persons (Siddhas), all born of Brahma’s mind, coming to Vaikuntha and all naked.
Sankaradeva gives a preliminary idea of Vaikuntha in a few lines of this poem of Jhuna metre: -
In this joyous place of Visnu, all men are four-handed (like Himself). All women are like the
goddess of wealth herself. All trees are equal to the great wish-yielding tree. While they sing the life
and Glories of Krsna, the hearts of all dissolve in joy.
In the second poem too Sankaradeva gives an excellent picture of Paradise with a few more
brushes of his pen in the beautiful brief jhuna or brief-Ekawali metre: -
The city of Vaikuntha has no comparison. Time has no influence over it. The Vedas and other
scriptures embody themselves in human forms and sing the Glory of God.
The four sages then came to the seventh gate of heaven which was kept by two persons also
bearing resemblance with Krsna’s appearance. The sages came in without asking the gate-keepers at
which the latter, enraged, pulled the sages back. The third poem opens with the curse of the sages
described in the jhuna metre now applied to express vira rasa: -
6
nohika Vaisnava duyo kapati
Vaikuntharo ana duryasa vara
aira para tora duhanto para 242
You say you are two Vaisnavas. But you do not possess the virtues of the citizens of heaven. You
pride yourselves as the attendants of Krsna, but you are not Vaisnavas; both of you are hypocrites.
You are bringing bad disgrace for Vaikuntha itself. So get you down from hence.
The gate-keepers who were no other than Jaya and Vijaya, being thus cursed to be born of
demons on the earth, fell on their knees and prayed not for pardon, but for blessings of loyalty to
God: -
We go down by our own misdeeds. But we pray that you will bless us to be faithful to the Feet of
God.
In the fourth poem the four sages offer their prayers to Krsna who in the fifth poem Himself
apologizes to them saying: -
And in the sixth poem, the sages pray once more in beautiful quick verses of Jhumuri or
Gajagati metre: -
O Lord, we fail to appreciate what you say. By showing respect to Brahmans, you simply teach the
ignorant, and by keeping the religious ways intact, you are maintaining the creation. O God.
So on and so forth. In the ninth poem Sankaradeva describes how Brahma satisfied with Hiranya’s
meditation, granted the interested boon asked for: -
My death will not take place in the hands of any being (created by Brahma), People of the three
worlds shall seek shelter under my arms. I must not die by day nor at night. No weapon whatsoever
shall kill me. Let my greatness equal yours. Grant me this much of boon, O Brahma, if you would. I
seek no more.
In the tenth poem Sankaradeva describes Prahlad as a great Bhakta indirectly reminding the
7
reader what a devotee shall be: -
Prahlad became a great Vaisnava. He used to think of Visnu day-and night. He controlled his
senses and considered all living beings to be like himself. In form, virtues and learning, he headed
all others, and had yet no pride. He could not be moved by woe nor had he any desire for weal. He
had a master mind even in his fifth year, and would be devoted to divine love giving up play. He
would whole-heartedly meditate Hari and would see nothing but Hari.
In the eleventh poem is described how his teachers asked Prahlad who taught him that anti-
demon doctrine and who led him astray and how Prahlad replied: -
As the iron is attracted by the magnet towards itself, so my intellect is changed (from anti-
Vaisnavite doctrine) by the presence of Visnu Himself.
The great here (Hiranya) seated Prahlad in his lap and out of extreme affection, frequently smelt his
son’s head and asked with a gentle smile: ‘Do tell me what nice lessons you have learnt from your
teacher’.
That lesson is best which teaches the nine forms of Love to be applied to Visnu, namely Hearing,
Singing, Thinking, Worshipping, Prostrating at His Feet, Slavery, Friendship, Invocation and
Surrender of the body to Visnu.
8
Hiranya ordered his son to be immediately killed. All measures were resorted to, but failed.
The thirteenth poem opens with Hiranya’s only hope in ‘wait and see’. Prahlad meanwhile advised
other children: -
So give up the nature of demons. Regard every being as God Himself. Then God will be easily
pleased. And what remains there that cannot be attained when God is pleased?
The fifteenth poem opens with the continuation of Prahlad’s preaching of the Vaisnava
faith:-
Hear me with wrapt attention how a person can be truly devoted to Krsna. First of all, he must find
the company of a devotee of Visnu. He must serve him with all propriety as a preceptor. He must
meditate Madhawa in obedience to the advice of his preceptor. All good deeds he performs must be
dedicated to Krsna. His mind must be purified by hearing the Glories of Krsna which he must
always sing himself too. He must think of the Feet of God in his heart. God is present in every
element and hence he should love and regard them all better than himself. Then alone he will have
the Love of God in his heart. Then he will not have to worry so much about serving God Who will
come of Himself and reside in His devotee’s heart.
Find God in every element. All religions else than this are useless.
The sixteenth poem opens with Hiranya’s anger, in the excellent quick metre of Jhuna
producing the effect of heroic sentiment (vira ras): -
9
jhankare matha kari ati darpa
lathi pai yena fokare sarpa 388
asura garje katakse cai
khaibo aji tora munda putai 390
On hearing the report, Hiranyakasipu shivered in fury like death himself. He moved his head to and
fro as does a snake when beaten with a stick. The demon roared by casting a glance at his son -
‘Son, I will eat up your head today.’
The best love of God comes in that state of mind in which one can entertain the same feeling to a
foe as to a friend. How can a person boast of universal conquest without conquering the enemies of
his own body (lust, greed, anger, attachment etc.). So, father, do give up your pride and be devoted
to God, I tell you in truth.
O brute, dare you hold me to ridicule? Can there be any God other than myself? If Hari be the
Master of the world, tell me then where he resides.
Lord of the world lives in every element. Sometimes I see Him even in yonder crystal pillar.
Sankaradeva’s descriptions, as noted, are more like the linings of a fine Greek sculpture than
the brushes in a Raphael’s picture. They are always clear-cut. He has the master hand for
delineating any mood or sentiment, soft as love or hard as wrath. So his description of the Man-
Lion is quoted for its rhythmic effect in producing wonder (vismaya) by itself: -
10
bhrukuti kutila mukha bikata dasana 404
laha laha kare jihba yena ksura dhara
jvale bahu sata tiksna nakhe camatkara
bahal hridaya dirgha griba krsa kati
jihba meli ache dui dasana prakati 405
And he describes the fight and final crushing of Hiranya in the eighteenth poem of nice
quick metre of brief Jhuna having onomatopoeic effects: -
When (Man-Lion) shivered his mane, all the chariots of heaven took to flight. When he exhaled the
air, the sea roared. When he went in speed, the mountains were leveled to the ground. And when he
simply walked, the earth trembled.
Prahlad’s prayer contained in the twentieth poem is unique; a few verses are quoted to show
how the dulari or tripadi metre had been used to produce santa rasa: -
The sages and others, and even Brahma himself cannot worship Thy Feet properly; how can I, being
a demon of crooked nature, offer Thee my prayers? The proud Brahman cannot purify himself,
whereas an outcaste who is a true devotee of God, not only delivers himself but also delivers all his
line of predecessors and successors … Thou art the Life of this world, and when a person worships
Thee he really worships himself as one sees his own face by looking at the mirror … O Lord, I am
not terrified to see Thee in fierce wrath, for my life is already on fire seeing the agonies in the wheel
of this world ... How can I be devoted to Thee, for the five organs of sense lead me astray in five
directions, like a man running mad at persistent demands of many co-wives.
11
Visnu in the Man-Lion was well pleased. So the twenty first poem begins with Visnu’s offer
to Prahlad: -
I satisfy my devotee’s wishes; and give him his desire, salvation, religion and wealth
Knowing thoroughly well that Love is the greatest reward, (Prahlad) said with a smile to Visnu, ‘I
am not a slave to that bargain which seeks profit by worshipping Thee. I am Thy selfless slave, and
Thou art my disinterested Master’.
On hearing this, the Man-Lion smiled: ‘I know you are a selfless devotee.’
Always hear My Glories. Think of My Form by all means. By singing My Glories, Thou wilt
remove Thy sins. Then wilt thou spend thy merits by enjoying (as a king). Thy name will spread far
and wide. By remembering Me day and night, Thou wilt loose all the bindings that the deeds may
bring, till at last Thou wilt merge in Me.
The twenty second poem begins with the Man-Lion’s reply to Prahlada apologizing for his
father’s sins: -
12
Amata arpana kare aponara deha 461
The Man-Lion said with a smile - ‘Hear Me, O Prahlad, need you not such a blessing. A great
Vaisnava as you are, you have delivered as many as twenty one generations of the line in which you
are born. Where My Bhaktas of the most noble character reside, even the worms and insects of that
locality are made pure. Such a Bhakta never envies any living being, and dedicates even his body to
Myself’.
GAJENDROPAKHYAN
The Seventh Book is Gajendropakhyan, the story of the Lord of the Elephants. It consists of
three poems. The mythological story has been utilized to illustrate how any person addicted to
power and pelf can be delivered from the world only by devotion to God. The helplessness of the
lord of elephants is the exact condition of any man of pride. By the Grace of God, the miseries of
the lord of elephants were removed forthwith.
All the trees and creepers there are all like the wish-yielding tree itself. All the six seasons appear
together in the form of Spring, the bees humming and the cuckoos singing charmingly. The gentle
breeze blows filling the mind with joy, and the heavenly damsels sing and dance there everyday.
13
Within the mountainous region of Trikuta there is a lake which is described in the second
poem in a few verses like these in the Jhuna metre: -
suvarnamaya padma ache juri
bhramare tara madhu piye pari
rajahamsa adi yateka paksi
pari pari thake najai upeksi 484
(The lake) abounds with gold lotuses, and the black bees drink their honey to their hearts’ content.
The wild goose and other birds that enjoy here never intend to leave the lake.
HARA-MOHAN
The Eighth Book is Hara-Mohan, telling how Siva was charmed by Visnu in the form of a
beautiful woman. Of the ten poems (vs. 512-609), the second commences with the grand prayer of
Siva to Madhawa (God) which in a nut-shell reveals the philosophy of Vaisnavism as preached by
Sankaradeva: -
I bow to Thee, Madhawa, the commander of the framer (Brahmā) of the commands of God. Thou
art the progress, the Mind, the father and the mother of the world. Thou art the Great Soul and One
God of the universe. There is nothing in this world besides Thee. Thou art the Cause. Thou art the
Effect. Thou art the Universe itself, as there can be no difference between gold and an ear-ornament
made of gold. Thou art all animals. Thou art all birds. Thou art all gods. Thou art demons. Thou art
the trees. Thou art the creepers. It is through sheer ignorance that people find them different. It is by
illusion that all are blinded. Thou art the Soul, but nobody knows Thee. Thou livest in the hearts of
every being. They do not know the mystery. They search Thee outside. Thou art the only Truth. All
else are false. The wise know it and so they meditate Thee in their hearts. I do not beg enjoyment of
bliss, of Thee. I do not need salvation. Let my love lie for ever at Thy Feet. Let my mouth sing Thy
Glories. Let my heart cherish Thy Lotus-Feet for ever and for ever. Let me not for a moment be off
from the company of the noble. This is the only blessing I beg of Thee.
14
Siva expressed his desire to see the Mohini rupa of Visnu exhibited in Samudra Manthana
but Visnu warned: -
The gross illusion generated by women is the worst of all illusions. The mind of even the best sage
is moved at a glance. Sight of women can spoil all meditations of God. It is why the wise abandon
the company of women.
I have purified my body by deep meditation. How can illusion harm me.
Madhawa simply smiled and agreed to comply with his request. With “the light that never
was on sea or land”, Siva saw a divinely beautiful flower-garden shining presently wherein too he
happened to catch sight of a paragon of excellence which Sankaradeva describes in its fourth poem
using the Chabi metre for waves of amorous feelings: -
Crores of beautiful women like the goddess of wealth herself cannot match her in beauty. A
sidelong glance of hers could fascinate the three worlds. She took a little ball and played with her
two hands. Her form, unparalleled as it was, glittered like gold in its freshness. Her hands and feet
were sweetly long and harmonious. Her eyes were like lotuses. A charming smile always played in
it and displayed amorous gestures.
Unlike Vidyapati or Candidas, true to life as such pictures are, Sankaradeva is naturally not
in them. Like Kalidasa, in Sakuntala for instance, he rather uses these events as sticks with which to
beat the ghost of worldly pleasures. So at last, in its eighth poem, Siva, after coming to himself,
expresses his remorse: -
I am ignorant of the ignorants before Visnu. It is why I boasted that I overcome all illusions.
15
egota dimar mai Rudra eka guti
Yahar angat caracar bhaila baj
hena Hari mohile ihata kona laj 590
To sit in judgement, I am not so much to blame. Why should I be remorseful when I had been
charmed in the form of a woman by Visnu Himself Who subjects the whole world to His charm. He
can create crores of universes at a glance. I am a Siva, master of one of such universes. What
disgrace have I in being deluded by the One Whose production of a certain limb is but this
universe?
All this universe is nothing but God. Only he who is devoid of divine love, thinks God as apart.
Such a person is charmed by His illusion.
BALICHALAN
The Ninth Book is Balichalan. It is complete in five poems, showing how wonderfully
devoted was Bali to Visnu, and this is expressed even in a few brushes of Sankaradeva’s pen: -
The king of the demons (Bali) sanctified the whole world (by his devotion). Hari Himself wondered
at his Bhakti (Love). All the great sages extolled and praised Bali, and said that such a Vaisnava
could neither be seen nor be heard of.
SISU LILA
The Tenth Book is Sisu Lila. The first poem commences with the unveiling of Sankaradeva’s
beautiful pen-picture of Visnu in Which person Krsna incarnated Himself. The music of the verses
may be noted: -
16
It is almost a pan-Indian classical medium of expression invented by Sankaradeva. The
superb humanism of this movement in Indian renaissance is beautifully revealed through
Sankaradeva in delineations of simple events of Krsna’s childhood. Yasoda was ready to inflict
corporal punishment of the child for the allegation of eating some earth. When she caught him by
his hands, he feigned fear: -
Looking at his face, (Yasoda) felt compassionate, and asked him (gently) why then he ate some
earth.
Denied the charge, he was asked to open his mouth which he did to the great surprise of
Yasoda: -
The graceful Yasoda then saw that the whole world is within him. The seven islands, the seven seas,
and all the mountains, forests, rivers, villages and towns, the atmosphere, the sun, the moon, the
directions, the sky, the stars shining, all animals, the light, the fire, the water, (the three virtues)
Sattwa, Rajah, Tamah, and the force of the organs of sense, the mind, the intellect, Time and
Actions! She saw everything vividly. She also saw the cows, the milkmen and milk-maids and
above all, Yasoda saw herself within Krsna.
Sankaradeva describes the psychological situation in a few lines of the quick metre of Jhuna
to add to the emotion: -
What illusion do I undergo through some charm? Is it a dream or some god deludes me? Does my
son know any charm? I am at a fix. Surely my son is no human being. He must be the Origin of
Man.
17
dhula jari tuli laila kolata
parhanta cuma mukhe stana diya
mora ayu lai putai jia 680
(Krsna) applied His magic Vaisnavite power. Yasoda could now no more think of Krsna as Visnu.
She began once more to feel that Krsna is her son. She removed the dust off his body and took him
up in her lap. She kissed his face and gave him her breast to suck. She blessed him, ‘O my son, may
you live longer heaping my duration of life on your own’.
Sankaradeva uses such mythological stories to show that the Cult of Love is a happy short
cut to attain God. Again Sankaradeva takes another superb snap of Yasoda at her work and one sees
in it an Assamese housewife in her toil: -
It so happened on a day that Yasoda, the consort of Nanda, was churning the milk herself. While at
work this graceful woman was singing songs all about the early sports of Krsna, all the time
thinking of Krsna alone. She was quite agreeably dressed in silk, her lower garment hanging from
her waist. In affection for her son, the milk of her breasts overflowed itself. The breasts moved
gently, off and on, as she worked. The bracelets of her hands made a sweet jingling sound. Her face
shone with drops of perspiration in it. Her ear-rings moved to and fro, and the malati flower
dropped off the bunch of her hair.
At this stage Krsna came and stopped his mother’s work by force: -
The consort of Nanda smiled and took Krsna in her lap, and gave him to suck her breasts looking all
the while at her son’s face.
In the meantime their milk in the pot was about to overflow boiling, and she left her son for
it:-
Failing to continue sucking his mother’s breasts, Krsna’s lips reddish as the rising sun shivered in
wrath, and he bit his lips, threw stones at milk-pots and broke them.
18
She turned up, saw all these and took a stick in hand: -
Yasoda chased Krsna at his heels, and he would not allow her to overtake for fear. Hari, Who cannot
be conceived in the mind by Yogis in deep meditation, now takes his flight out of fear. The speed of
the noble lady was however arrested by the dimensions of her hips. In her haste, the fine bunch of
her hair opened and the malati flower over there dropped down.
Any way, Krsna allowed himself on some plea to be caught, and she now cried out in
triumph:-
Whither will you be going now after breaking down the milk-pot? O Krsna, surely, today I will eat
your head.
He now looked frightened; and Yasoda would now chain him instead: -
One Who has no beginning, no end, no predecessor, no successor, Who Himself is the perfect Ego
and Lord of the Universe, it is Him that Yasoda calls her son and binds to the great mortar per force.
She catches and binds Krsna, but the string ran short by two fingers’ breadth. She got more strings
and even then it ran short of the same. Seeing this, she got more strings and bound Krsna as tight as
possible. She fastened him with all the strength in her body, and yet it ran short the same. Yasoda
joined all the strings that could be found in the house and fastened Krsna quite close to the great
mortar, and yet, the strings ran short the same.
19
This problem is rather allegorical than arithmetical. Krsna cannot be bound by anything else
than love, and by any one but a true devotee. Yasoda’s love was beyond question, but she had two
defects. She yet had ‘aham’ (Me) and ‘mama’ (Mine). The last trace of her ‘self’ was not still gone,
she still clung to her apparent authorship and outward belongings, so she was about to bind, but
could not do so even for two fingers’ breadth. The milk-maids laughed. Yasoda perspired so much
wondering and worrying over it. Her precious pride in her authorship (aham) and her vanity over
her belongings (mama) was gone. She has now felt: ‘I cannot bind, and Krsna cannot be my son’.
Her love was now suddenly free from the two slight (finger-breadth) defects. It became full and
Krsna was now automatically bound.
The great prayer of Brahma in its eighth poem is significant from its emphasis on the
superiority of a devotee’s life: -
As a child in the womb strikes his mother with its feet and yet she takes no exception to it, so, O
Damodar, pardon our faults, for all of us in the world really live within You. I would not prefer, O
Lord, this great prestige of being a Brahma. Let me be born and re-born as worms and insects. O
Lord, let me be one of your humblest devotees to serve at Your Feet. How fortunate are the cows
and milk-maids of Gokula for Damodar has been nutritioned by their milk. What merits have the
trees and creepers of Gokula acquired that they receive the dust of Your Feet every day? Our
intellects have become so dull that we identify ourselves with our bodies and by missing You in our
hearts we look for You outside. I would deem myself very fortunate if I could be born as a creeper
of Vraja to receive the dusts of the Feet of its inhabitants.
When Krsna got down in the lake, the Kali snake bit him and he lay dead to all appearance:-
20
godhuli kone jaibe bamsi bai
kone moka gaiya buliba ai 779
dhula jari kaka karaibo snana
kone karibeka gorasa pana
kaka bichai dibo sitala tuli
dakibo kaka jaga Krsna buli 780
sundara badane bajaya benu
prabhate kone caraibeka dhenu
ki bhaila aji Krsna mora Bapa
morio neraibo tora santapa 781
Seeing (Krsna, in swoon) the children felt themselves all but dead. The cows would eat grass no
more; they looked steadfastly at Krsna, and tears flowed down their eyes. Yasoda came singing the
Glories of Krsna and wept looking at the face of Krsna. ‘O, who will again come home at dusk by
playing on the flute? Who will call me mother once more? Whom shall I wash daily by removing
the dust off his body? Who will drink milk from my hand anymore? For whom again shall I prepare
the bed? Whom shall I once more awake in the morning saying ‘O my Krsna, arise’? Who again
with a beautiful face will play on the flute and go to keep the cows in the field with the rising sun?
O my son, Krsna, what has happened to you? Your bereavement shall survive my death’.
RASA KRIDA
The Eleventh Book of the Kirttana-Ghosa is Rasa-Krida. The Bhagawata story is retold here
in eighteen poems dwelling on the salient points, by Sankaradeva. In the beautiful autumnal night of
full moon, Krsna played on his flute on the bank of the Yamuna, and the milk-maids left their daily
jobs, restless and beside themselves in passion to meet him. Krsna feigned not to know their minds,
wondered why they came at all, showed the misfortunes that might attend. Among other things, he
said: -
Go back to Vraja. Your infants weep. Give them your breasts and take care of them. The greatest
virtue of a chaste wife is to serve her husband. Playing with a person other than one’s own husband
must be condemned. If, O milk-maids, you would say that you come for the love of me, your desire
is fulfilled at the sight of myself. Hear and sing my glories from a distance, then your Love will
thrive, and your minds will be purified. If you see and hear me every day, you may be neglectful. So
stay at home and have love for me.
21
tomate achoka sisava dharma 830
tumi atma hena jani samprati
tomatese kare bhakate rati 831
You are known to be ever obliging to Your devotees. Why then do You utter such cruel words ...
What You have said about the duties of a chaste woman, let them all merge in You ... Your devotees
are attached to You knowing that You Yourself are the Soul of the world.
O Hari, what shall we do going back to Vraja? Our legs do not carry us away from you. Your music
fans the fire of carnal desire in us. Do put it out by showering the nectar from your lips. Do not burn
us to ashes by your gentle smile; Oh, the Ornament of Man, make us your slaves ... What woman is
there whose heart will not be charmed on hearing your ambrosial songs? Not to speak of woman,
the very trees, the animals and birds are all in a thrill of the sensation of love when they see you.
Compliance of Krsna, after long, generated pride in them, and he disappeared forthwith to
remove their pride. This had its desired effect and the milk-maids became mad after him once more,
and were left crazy by his separation. The deep feeling of absence in the Gopis has been so
beautifully expressed in the short metre: -
22
Krsna guna gante prema opaje
Krsnate mana samudai maje 863
Seeing the tall trees the milk-maids enquire of them full of affection: ‘Hear us, O Aswaththa; hear
us, O Bata, O Pakari; you must have seen the son of Nanda, while making his escape by stealing
our hearts. O Kurubaka, O Asoka, O Campa, do this act of compassion by telling us how far must
Krsna have gone after crushing the pride of beauty of these women. O Tulasi plant, thou art much
beloved of Govinda’s Feet, please make me a reply - Have you seen on the way the son of Nanda,
dearer to us than our own life? O friends, the plants of Yati, Yuthi and Malati flowers, have you been
delivered of this world by a touch of Krsna? Have you seen on the way the son of Nanda, the life
and soul of all the milk-maids? O Mango, O Jam, Bel and Bakul, surely none else are more helpful
than yourselves; we see a veil of darkness before us in separation of Krsna. Do tell us whither goes
our Soul’ ... Thus singing the glories of Krsna, love was generated in them and their hearts became
drowned in Krsna.
O Govinda, you are killing us by a glance of the eyes that hold the lotuses of autumn in full bloom,
in contempt. You have not bought us slaves. We have offered ourselves. We have offered ourselves
so being charmed by your flute. Is it murder only to kill by weapons and no murder to kill by side-
long glances? You go from Vraja to keep cows, and we are unhappy at hearts lest the Lord of our
life should be hurt by blades of grass or by stones in his Lotus Feet.
It may be observed that unlike as in some other parts of India, Krsna here is concerned with
all Gopis, symbolizing all lives, as originally in the Bhagavat, and not with one Gopi in particular.
Sankaradeva then interprets Rasa-Krida and defends how it does not encroach the moral
latitude of society: -
23
kama sagare sukhe haiba par 978
ito kama jaya Krsnar katha
suna nara-deha nakara brtha 979
There can be no judging of actions of one who does not identify himself with his body. Let those
who have carnal desires have their minds purified by hearing this. For the good of His devotees,
Hari assumed the human form and played this. He who hears this in rapt attention shall have his
bhakti increased and shall easily cross the sea of carnal desires. Hear all these Glories of Krsna that
will enable you to conquer carnal desires. Do not abuse this, your human form.
KAMSA BADH
The Twelfth Book is Kamsa Badh, consisting of fifteen poems. Sankaradeva depicts the
acute feelings of the milk-maids, in the brief metre adding to the emotion, in connexion with
Krsna’s leaving for Mathura, which, both for the music of verse and felicity of expression, is so
remarkable: -
24
keyur kankan tara jwale
ratnar gulia sobhe gale
hiat sribatsa kare kanti
yena meghe balakar panti 1062
pitabastre sobhe tanu kala
apadalambita vanamala
tate pari aneka bhramare
madhu lobhe paria gunjare 1063
baksasthale mukutar har
akasi gangar yena dhar
ratnar mekhala kati maje
sonar kinkini tate baje 1064
karikar uru nirupam
Caran pankaj manoram
dhwaja braja ankuse ankit
ratnamay nupure ranjit 1064
Bhakatar hrday ranjan
nedekhibo sihen Caran
kandarpa kotiko rupe jinni
Gokule prakase Yadumani 1066
Krsna left (for Mathura) on the chariot and the milk-maids lay weeping on the earth. Their bodies
burnt as it were for the separation of Krsna and they almost became insane by nature. They shouted
“Krsna, Krsna” ... ‘O, who takes away our life itself? The hypocrite Akrura has become our enemy.
How has he snatched away the very Soul out of our bodies. O Hari, how cruel have you been. You
have left Gokul so helpless. What avails our life without Krsna? Who will go anywhere to
Brindaban? Who will keep the cows in the morning? Who will play on the flute so sweetly? Who
will cast a side-long glance at us? Whose appearance will set our hearts at rest? Who will signify his
arrival by a note on the flute? For what hopes shall we live any more? Our life will know no
happiness any further; for we shall no more have a sight of Krsna’s face. Oh! For the sight of him
who has the blue curls of hair and beautiful crown of gems on his head, whose eye-brows are like
Cupid’s bow removing all the agonies of heart instantly. His lotus-eyes are charming; his sweet
words are like the nectar. His forehead and cheeks are symmetrical and earrings jingle in his
beautiful ears. His nose is beautiful like the tila flower and his lips shine like the rising sun. His
teeth are like two rows of pomegranate seeds, and his smile outdoes the luster of the moon. The
kaustubha necklace beautifies his conch-like neck and it appears like the rising of the sun. His
shoulders are beautiful as those of the lion and his arms are like the lotus-stem ornamented with
gems. Ornaments decorate the hands, and chains of gems beautify the neck. The curl of hair
beautifies his chest like lines of cranes in the clouds. The yellow cloth beautifies his black body as
does the garland of wild flowers flowing down to his legs. There a number of black bees hum in the
hope of getting honey. A garland of pearls beautifies the chest like a Ganga from heaven. He has the
lower garment of gems, and chains of gold jingle there. His thighs are beautiful as the trunk of an
elephant and his Lotus-Feet are charming. The three characteristic signs of Krsna’s Feet were there
and they are beautified by the jingling ornaments of gems. Oh, no longer shall we see those Feet
that are themselves ornaments in the hearts of devotees. Krsna, the necklace of the Yadu race, used
to shine in Gokul outdoing crores of Cupids in beauty’.
25
aneka pathe sagaraka yai 1096
Through ignorance people worship other gods. Such anti-religious people too really worship you:
for all rivers, great and small, actually run on to the sea through different ways.
The twelfth poem gives the interesting preamble to the duel, Krsna and Balarama were to
encounter: -
Krsna made His appearance along with Balarama before the audience. On this occasion people saw
Krsna in ten different forms. The wrestler thought him to be one with a body hard as thunderbolt.
Others thought him to be the supreme among men. The women saw in him the Cupid himself. The
milkmen thought him to be their companion. The wicked kings knew him to be their chastiser.
Vasudev and Daiwaki found their son in him. Kamsa imagined Krsna to be his destroyer. People
unawares thought him to be Nanda’s son. Those divine meditators knew Him to be Brahma (Ego)
personified. The people of Vrsni family imagined him to be the god of their line … The two
brothers now well-dressed looked rather like two dancers, and people’s thirst in seeing them was
not quenched. They would drink their beauty with their eyes, lick it with their tongues, embrace it
with their arms and smell with their noses.
26
barnaibo ara kata mor mukhe 1258
Uddhava saw the feeling of the milk-maids and wondered, his hair standing on an end. ‘O milk-
maids of all Vraja ruled by Nanda, I would bow down and receive the dust of their Feet with my
head. They sing the glories of Hari day and night, and purify the three worlds .......... O, what merit
have you acquired that you can sing the Glories of Govinda every day. O, how your fortune smiles
on you that your hearts dissolve in Krsna. You have become maids again by sacrificing your
husbands and sons for the sake of Hari. What more should I say? You are sure to be delivered from
all miseries of this world’.
KUBJIR ARU AKRURAR VANCHA PURAN are the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Books. These
stories are used as two pegs whereon to hang Sankaradeva’s pet theories: -
Rivers, great and small, may be sacred for pilgrimage; stone and images may be equivalent to gods.
They can purify a person after they are worshipped for a long long period. But all persons can be
purified immediately at the sight of a Bhakta. This is the great difference between a god or a sacred
place, and a Bhakta.
O, what should I say about the glories of this gem? It yields eight pairs of loads of gold daily. No
famine, no epidemic, no diseases, no fear of tigers’ attacks, of snake bites should be apprehended
there.
The fight with Jambawanta is described in the short jhuna metre very aptly to echo quick
and sharp action which the rhythm and music alone can express: -
27
duiro duiko nahi tusti; hane vajra sama musti
mamsar karane yen; yujanta dugota sen 1433
eho bale nohe ksin; yujanta athais din 1434
This poem is onomatopoeic and echoes sense of this duel fight between Krsna and
Jambawanta. The metre has also been effective in producing the heroic sentiment (vira rasa).
They left the seven worlds and crossed the seven seas. With great speed they came far beyond all
worlds. They entered thick darkness which the horses of their chariot could not penetrate. So Krsna
with His discus pierced through the darkness and there shot great light. As the army of the demons
were pierced through by the showers of arrows of Rama, so the darkness was pierced through and
there came a great light like that of thousand suns, and the horses proceeded. By crossing the region
28
of darkness they now came to the region of light. The light was so bright that Arjuna shut his eyes
lest they should be blinded by the rays. Then they came to the region of water where winds excited
great waves. Then Krsna and Arjuna came through the water and each saw a thousand crystal
pillars. They came to an excellent house and saw the great snake Ananta with a thousand hoods. The
gems on them glittered like snow-clad mountains, and on the body of Ananta shone Narayana.
Some later collections include another book Bhrgu Pariksa, not found in earlier collections.
This book also seems spurious. Next are Daivakir Putra Anayan and Veda Stuti, with touches here
and there in regard to the non-dualistic philosophy of Sankaradeva combining the cult of love in it
in his own way: -
LILA MALA AND SRIKRSNAR VAIKUNTHA PRAYAN come last. In Lila Mala, within the
small range of seven poems, is described the entire Life of Krsna, and then Sri Krsnar Vaikuntha
Prayan, where Krsna gives His last and the most essential advice to Uddhava: -
Krsna then addressed Uddhava and said, “He who desires to escape the sufferings for his past
actions must first of all find the company of Vaisnavas. He should then hear about My Glories from
sincere Devotees of Mine. He must sing My Glories every moment. He must carefully think of My
Form in his heart. Thus he who can sing and dance by declaring My Glories should of course
entertain no fear and he is sure to be sanctified”.
29
kayamanobakye abhyasiba ehi bhawe
Visnumay dekhe yito samasta jagate
jiwante mukuta howe acir kalate 1824
sakal pranik dekhibeka atma sam
upai madhyat ito ati mukhyatam 1825
Bhakatese More hrdi janiba niscay
Bhakatjanar jana Amise hrday
Mai bine bhakate nicinte kichu an
Bhakatat pare Mai nicintoho an 1829
I, who am God, pervade every object. Do therefore regard all and every thing as though they were
God Himself. Seek not to know the caste of a Brahman nor of an outcaste. Look to a thief with the
same eyes as to a great donor. He, who thinks the noble and the ignoble as the same, can alone be
regarded as an omniscient scholar. Envy, malice, condemnation and pride forthwith vanish from the
heart of a person who particularly regards all human beings as Visnu. Abandon all such false
conceptions as ‘I am a saint, he is a thief, I may be a laughing-stock in the circle of my friends’;
know that the soul of the dog, of the outcaste and of the donkey is that of God Himself, and
prostrate before them with all your heart. Practise in person, mind and speech such things until and
unless you can thus feel that every object is no other than Visnu. He is at once free while he is yet in
the corporeal cage who can see this world consisting alone of Brahma. This is the best way:
consider every being as yourself …. Know ye, that the Bhaktas are My heart and I am the heart of
the Bhakats who have no other thought than that of Myself, and I have no other thought but of
them.
Sankaradeva’s Kirttan-Ghosa practically ends here. Sahasra Nam Brttanta, consisting of six
poems by Ratnakar Kandali; Uresa Barnan by Sankaradeva Himself; Ghunuca Kirttan by Sridhar
Kandali, are appended to the collections of K.G., but they form no integral part of it.
---
Editing Note: - Dimbeswar Neog spelt the name of Sankaradeva and Madhavadeva as ‘Sankardew’ and ‘Madhawdew’
respectively.
30