Jagat

śrī-vṛndāvana-vāsini sthira-care doṣān mama śrāvayed yo’sau kiṁ śatadhā chinatti nahi māṁ śastrair athāstraiḥ śitaiḥ | sarvādhīśitur eva jīvana-vane dveṣan ca mātraṁ cared ekasyāpi tṛṇasya ghora-narakāt taṁ kaḥ kadā voddharet || Do those who recount to me the flaws of the residents of Vrindavan, whether mobile or still, not realize that they cut me into a hundred pieces, as if with sharpened knives and arrows? If one should create enmity with even the tiniest blade of grass in this beloved abode of the Supreme Lord, there is no one, no one who could ever lift him out of the darkest reaches of hell. (1.13) Commentary One of the features of Prabodhananda Saraswati’s writing is that he does not mince words, and often says that people will suffer hellish existence if they commit offenses to the Holy Dham. If the creator god Lord Brahma himself prayed to become a blade of grass in Vrindavan, thereby showing the very purpose of the creation itself, then is not ...