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Purity Of Heart

Auteur: RadhaKrsna
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Collection of poems dedicated to Lord Krsna and His Hladini Potency, Srimati Radharani. Please, don't compare them to ordinary romantic couple. They're divine. Everything about Them is divine. If you want to know more about who's Krsna and who's Srimati Radharani, well, I've explained it a bit in the first chapter! Thank you for choosing to read my poems!

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Chapter 1Wait A Moment!!!

This book is just a collection of poems. Nothing much. Please read, comment, or do whatever you want. I've also posted these poems on my Wattpad account and thought I should shift them all here!

And nope, I'm not locking chapters. All the poems here will be posted for free until I decided to do a paperback some day (in my dreams perhaps)

I also have another account here on webnovel, but that's for professional purposes. Here, I'll only write my heart's true desire—poems for Krishna.

We often misunderstand Their divine relationship. They're not ordinary. Krsna is the Supreme Personality Of Godhead, Bhagawan Himself as he said in the Bhagavad Gita. Everywhere else, in different Holy books, we often hear someone saying, they're son of God, or they are the messenger of God, but only Krsna himself says that He is God.

Of course, people often fear Him because of some Christian missionaries (no offense to them) in the past, but the definition of God is definitely not someone who stays far, far away and doesn't even glance upon his creation.

His love for everyone can clearly be seen through His actions time and time again. He himself descends several times, becomes a human and suffers just like them (for instance, when He came as Lord Rama, the Prince of Ayodhya, he was directly exiled for 14 years, and later, he even had to separate from his wife!) A real God will definitely understand our suffering and suffer alongside ourselves, not stay aloof and indifferent.

Certainly, there cannot be another sweet yet mischievous God anywhere in the entire world.

But that's not the only thing. The person who controls the controller Himself is Srimati Radharani. This book of poems describes their relationship, their love, and it's not romance. The one reading these poems should never have envy or jealousy toward Srimati Radharani.

The right way to look at these set of poems is to become their fan (just like we become fans of celebrity couples these days). Why don't we, for a change, become a diehard fan of God Himself?

Now, let me tell you one thing here—by God, I don't mean the God we know of today. In India, we have a different definition of God, and the term we use is Bhagwan, that is, the person who's the lover of all the fortune the world. And who is fortune or love personified? Who is His power to love everyone? Who is the one who makes him happy? Who's the one who is happiness personified?

Well, let's understand this from the following example: in a game, we often see the players with multiple power levels, but there are certain powers that only a GM (game master) can have. Say it's a power with which the GM can shower healing to the players unlimitedly, any time, any minute, wherever he goes.

What if, that power of his, healing power, had a character form, always walking beside him?

That's how we can roughly understand the relationship between Radha and Krsna. They are the Supreme Lovers (and Krsna is secretly a feminist, always insisting on keeping His beloved's name before Him).

So that's the kind of power I was talking about. What if the power to love, what if all the love in the world had a source, and what if that source had a form?

It's Srimati Radharani, and she belongs to Krsna and only Him. That's why, when we go close to him, we will feel that unlimited love radiating from Him, even removing all our anxieties.

Consider them as fire and heat. We can't separate heat from fire and vice versa. Similarly, it's impossible to separate Radha from Krsna.

The highest and the sweetest definition of God is the one who can control and who can be controlled. Thus, Radha and Krsna are the supreme most definition of God.

I swear after reading my poems, you're surely going to fall in love with Krsna.

Of course, there are also so many misconceptions about Him such as—Why did he have so many girlfriends?

Well, they weren't just His girlfriends or wives etc. They are all Srimati Radharani's expansions. She loves Him so much that she expanded herself (basically think of it as the game master controlling and owning multiple characters in a game) as those girls to love Krsna even more. So you see? He's not a mortal, unfaithful man who will leave you. He'll never leave you once you hold onto Him. I promise you.

So, enjoy (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

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