वृंदावन की साँसें – खोती हरियाली की दास्तान” 🌿💔

🌿 Voiceover (English version ) 🌿

The palms were nothing but Govinda’s, steady and warm, while Haridas and Vyas held me with their hands, their shoulders as soft and strong as honeyed pillars. How the devoted servants longed, trembling in their hearts, when my flute disappeared into the silence without warning. I had said, “Companions, friends, gopis—assume any form you wish,” and yet, they chose to become trees, silently rooted in devotion. 🌳

Someone must tell Govinda: “I will never trouble him again. I will no longer command, ‘Be my horse.’” He did not even speak when I called out, yet the playful mischief in Govinda shone brighter than ever. He accepted the peacock as his horse, but the weight was too much; its feathers scattered like scattered threads of shimmering light across the forest floor. And there it lay, the little monkey, as if it had stolen all the butter in the world, sleeping deeply, unaware.

When I called once, the young doe ran to me, yet today she remained silent. It seems Shri Ju has taught the entire forest the profound lesson of silence this time. “Speak, if you have jest or mischief to share,” I said, but no one dared. “Show your emotions, peacocks—display your gestures—I will follow, I will mirror your every move. Say something… anything!”

Radhe, Kishori… why is no one speaking? I looked across the forest, every gaze averted, tears glistening in silence. Why has the forest grown so still, when I had called it to play? I will question them directly when they create thrones from their own branches, when they shower flowers upon me, when I command them to leap from their boughs. Not a single act of service will I accept if hesitation remains. Yet the entire forest seems restless, uncertain, holding its breath. 🌸

Message to the Maharathis:

How much will you earn? How much will you build? How much glory will you amass? When Ravana flexed his arms, even the Lokpals stood empty-handed. None could stand before the gaze of “Radhavallabh Shri Harivansh,” and who does not know the grandeur of Lanka?

You can build your private jet, calculating payload, range, cruise speed, runway limits, wing shape, stability, control surfaces, weight, balance, center of gravity, and ground tests… yet Ravana only imagines it with the swiftness of his mind. The Pushpak Viman will appear at the chosen place, an open palace in the air—no need to worry about atmospheric pressure or payload. Sit back, imagine the gems and jewels you desire, and it will materialize. But you cannot pierce the heart of Maya’s beloved as effortlessly as you wish. Every vine, every branch, is alive with Kanhaiya’s energy, flowing across his neck and heart. Lakshmi ji walks by, her gaze unturned; if only she had looked, she would have been enchanted. Without Kanhaiya, her desire alone arrived, riding an owl, moving with whimsical intent. Even Garuda’s arrival would echo the Vedas. 🕊️Perhaps you have collected kilos of gold in joy, adorned bows, arrows, chariots, and horses in Mahabharata’s battles, yet nothing returned from the Kurukshetra battlefield. I wonder if this message reaches you… For the hearts of the Brajvasis remain heavy with sorrow, and no riches or valor can repay it.

💛 From Heart to Heart 💛

A humble request to all Vaishnavs: Pause this video now, take a diary and a pen, and act.

We may not all be capable, but why not ask those whose hands hold everything? Join the #5malaforvrindavan initiative. From today, include five mala for Vrindavan in your daily routine. Each bead a prayer, ensuring the sacred form of Vrindavan remains untouched, its trees and flowers preserved, Yamuna ji’s surroundings served with love. Those who are fortunate enough to visit Shree Dham Vrindavan may plant a tree, offer a flower, or perform a small act of seva.

If devotees do not step forward with this daily commitment, remember Shri Hariram Vyas Ji’s words:

"Mathura itself may be dug, Vrindavan may be cut down… but it will not take long for the truth to unfold." 🌱

song credit
-ek darvesh hai (silent lyricist)
-jogan (silent lyricist)
-ishq ki maya(silent lyricist)

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