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By Mahanidhi Swami

The soothing flute song of Shyama sweetens everyone’s heart and maddens all beings. Streams of nectar ragas emanate from every hole of Madhava’s murali. With one tune, Krishna breaks Brahma’s meditation; one tune reverses Yamunaji’s flow; and another tune turns rocks into liquid streams.

Nandarani hears Gopala’s flute saying, “Ma, bring Me butter.” Nanda Baba hears Lala’s flute calling, “Pitaa! Make Me some new ball bats!” “Come let’s go to the meadows“, says Krishna’s flute to the gopa boys. For Priyasundari, Kanu’s vamshi implores, “O Rai, come quickly! I waiting impatiently for You in the kunja!”

Vamshi Dhari Shyama ki jai!

Rasavati Rai ki jai!

Jai Jai Sri Radhe!