NATKAT NANDLAL

Krishna: The Birth

Against the bars of depression

Lied Devaki and Vasudevan

One day the foretold sorrows ended

When the sign of divinity descended

The arrogant Kamsa and his comrades

Were all put to rest

Vasudevan changed his child’s fate

And Lord Vishnu did the best

Amidst the waves of the mighty ocean

Vasudevan and his companion

Vowed to cross the raging sea

Despite the odds, he would see

Krishna: Makhan Chor

The child was replaced in the village of Vrindhavan

This rested under the mount Govardhan,

The child knew nothing of his fate

Vasudevan had to do before it was too late

The strongest he was of everyone; big and small

But the naughtiest of them all

He spent his time teasing the gopis

Who instead loved him of all the deities

Krishna: In Vrindhavan

Once spoke the Natak Gopal

Why pray lord Indra and not the Govardhan?

Food and shelter it does give

But will Lord Indra ever forgive?

For the people prayed the Mount in a festive sight

For to be worshipped was Govardhan’s right

Fruits, sweets and wealth did the people shower

Denying Indra’s incredible power

The superior and ferocious Indra showered heavy rains

Thinking the devotion of people he would gain

Which the devas tried to control but in vain

And the people got the sufferings of pain

Then the little cowherd cried out loud

“Your powers are temporary, so never be proud”

His little finger lifted the Govardhan

Which sheltered and nurtured each one

The proud Indra astounded in this sight

At Lord Govinda’s miraculous might

Little he was, but had the powers unknown

Indra’s pride was now blown

The supremacy sheltered one and all

The mount invited all; big and small

Krishna’s Lela was bound to stop Indra’s pleasure

Who was finally defeated by Lord Hari’s pressure

“Jai Krishna Ki!” they all chanted

To the little lord for the cover he granted

Apologies to the supreme; Indra did give

And Lord Govinda did forgive

Krishna: The Victorious

After the fierce oppositions from Kansa

The demise of the evil was in full extravaganza

For death numbered his days and followed his track

Soon his power and might he did lack

Outside the ring of legendary

Stood Nanda, Yashodha, Vasudevan, and Devaki

Who expected the finale of Kansa’s tyranny

And notes in the air sung his blues and symphony

Krishna drew his sword and outworn his robes

Kansa’s life turned him to the wrong roads

For it was now very late

To change back his poor fate

Smack! Ka-Zap! The swords yielded

Kansa had become unshielded

For Krishna sliced his armed body

This amazed everybody.

Krishna’s power of justice slew the evil

And shattered the mightiest of the devils

People rejoiced this miraculous victory

Their battle was now legendary

Here's a special life morality

Goodness and honesty is the measure of mortality

Lord Krishna slew the evil as a mark of victory

Justice always creates true history