{"id":3404,"date":"2011-02-21T17:50:35","date_gmt":"2011-02-21T12:50:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/?p=3404"},"modified":"2011-02-21T17:50:35","modified_gmt":"2011-02-21T12:50:35","slug":"make-your-morning-gour-full","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/sweet_books\/sri-bishnupriya-in-gambheera\/make-your-morning-gour-full\/","title":{"rendered":"Make your morning Gour-full"},"content":{"rendered":"

Virahini Priy\u0101ji first finished her jap. Then with tears of prem flowing from her eyes, she spoke softly with tear-choked voice \u2013<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMy dear sakhi Amita! I do not know any Gour-kath\u0101 or Gour-kirtan. You are a Nadiy\u0101-n\u0101gari; Gour-kath\u0101 and Gour-kirtan are the pearls in your treasure-trove.\u00a0 My sweet sakhi, you are the wealthy repose of Gour-prem!\u00a0 Sakhi Kanchan\u0101 and you have sung Gour-songs and have kept this wretched self alive, otherwise what am I, but a living corpse! Had both of you not been here, what would have become of me? O sakhi! Please sing, O please sing Gour-glory to me \u2013 make me feel blessed today!\u201d Saying this Priy\u0101ji feel silent.<\/span><\/p>\n

Then sakhi Amita started singing softly \u2013<\/span><\/p>\n

Yath\u0101 R\u0101g<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cprabh\u0101t hole, gour bole, shayan hote uthiy\u0101,<\/span><\/p>\n

Gourhari smaran kori, hridoy uthe m\u0101tiy\u0101.<\/span><\/p>\n

Prabh\u0101t bay, bohiy\u0101 jay, gour g\u0101n g\u0101hiy\u0101,<\/span><\/p>\n

Tarur sh\u0101khe, p\u0101piy\u0101 d\u0101ke, gour n\u0101m amiy\u0101.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tarun rabi, gour chhabi, sonar anga m\u0101khiy\u0101,<\/span><\/p>\n

Kiran dh\u0101re, amiy\u0101 dh\u0101le, jagatmoy chhaiy\u0101.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u0100k\u0101sh g\u0101ye, megher ch\u0101ye, gour roop heriy\u0101,<\/span><\/p>\n

Gour name, gour g\u0101ne, uthechhe jeeb m\u0101tiy\u0101.<\/span><\/p>\n

Roopero d\u0101l\u0101, shachiro b\u0101l\u0101, chalechhe jeno n\u0101chiy\u0101,<\/span><\/p>\n

Kiran chhat\u0101, roopero ghata, bhuban \u0101lo koriy\u0101.<\/span><\/p>\n

Bhoriy\u0101 \u0101nkhi, shey roop dekhi, \u0101pon\u0101 h\u0101r\u0101 hoiy\u0101,<\/span><\/p>\n

Choudike heri, gourahari, noyon gelo dh\u0101ndhiy\u0101.<\/span><\/p>\n

Dhorite n\u0101ri, noyone b\u0101ri, janam gelo k\u0101ndiy\u0101,<\/span><\/p>\n

Harid\u0101siy\u0101r, p\u0101sh\u0101n hridoy, gelo n\u0101 keno f\u0101tiy\u0101.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

–\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 (Goura-geetik\u0101)<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Meaning \u2013 At the break of dawn my heart gets inebriated when I utter the sweet Gour-n\u0101m and remember Gourahari. The morning breeze then carries the fragrant Gour-n\u0101m everywhere. Look, even the cuckoo on the branch of that tree is calling out \u201cGour! Gour!\u201d It is so nectarine! The sun is in its budding youth, and it is spreading its golden Gour (brilliant)-resplendence all around. The morning sun is flooding the earth with its nectarine Gour-sunshine. The bright lining of the clouds is reflecting Gour-beauty, and the sky is peeping from behind that Gour-brilliance humming a Gour-tune. All beings are intoxicated with Gour-n\u0101m and Gour-song! Shachi Mata\u2019s child is the fountainhead of beauty, and he is dancing away in glory! His golden splendor is brightening the whole universe. Forgetting myself I am simply gazing at that Gour-beauty. Seeing Gourahari all around, my eyes are dazzled. I cannot contain my tears \u2013all my life I have been crying on beholding that beauty.\u00a0 Harid\u0101si\u2019s heart is surely made of rock \u2013 otherwise it would have burst long ago!<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Through this song, we learn how\u00a0a \u00a0Gour-devotee should greet each morning. We, as Gour-bhaktas must see all universe full of Goura-chandra. Jay Nitai ! Jay \u00a0Gour !<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Virahini Priy\u0101ji first finished her jap. Then with tears of prem flowing from her eyes, she spoke softly with tear-choked voice \u2013 \u00a0 \u201cMy dear sakhi Amita! I do not know any Gour-kath\u0101 or Gour-kirtan.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[359],"tags":[285,13],"class_list":["post-3404","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sri-bishnupriya-in-gambheera","tag-bishnupriya","tag-gouranga"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3404","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3404"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3404\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3446,"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3404\/revisions\/3446"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3404"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3404"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kunjeshwari.com\/sweetblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3404"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}