Nimai and Murari Guptas pastime ,Nimai pees on Muraris eating plate -

[Paramananda das]

dear devotees

Please accept my humble obaisences

All glories to Srila Prabhupada and Lord Gauranga!

Murari Gupta was a lifelong associate of Lord Caitanya. He served Lord Caitanya in all of the Lord's Navadvipa pastimes. By profession a doctor, Murari Gupta freed his patients not only from their physical ailments but also from the contamination of the material energy. Murari Gupta is considered an incarnation of Hanuman, the eternal servant of Lord Ramacandra. (See Sri Caitanya-caritamrta, Adi-lila 10.49-51 and Madhya-lila 15.137- 157.)

 

Nimai and Murari pandit pastime - Nimai pees on Muraris eating plate - how naughty :Lord caitanya was as a child

Nimai Spoils Murari’s Lunch Adapted from Srila Lochan Das Thakur’s Śrī Caitanya-maṅgala Ādi-khaṇḍa, Bālya-līlā, texts 373-403

One day, the learned scholar and physician Murari Gupta visited Nabadwip, accompanied by his followers. While walking down the road, they were discussing yoga-sāstras. The young boy Nimai, walking directly behind Murari Gupta, began mimicking Murari’s way of speaking. Murari noticed this from the corner of his eyes but continued speaking to his followers.

Nimai and his friends then increased their mocking of Murari by exactly imitating both his walking style and hand-gestures. Finally, Murari became furious and rebuked Nimai, "Who says that this boy is well-behaved? I recognize him. He is the son of Jagannath Mishra. Everywhere I have heard his glories. His name is Nimai." Hearing his words, out of kindness to his devotee Murari Gupta, Lord Gaurahari became angry. Knitting his eyebrows, the eloquent young boy said, "When you take your meal I will teach you something." Bewildered by this oblique statement, Murari returned to his residence. He became absorbed in his domestic activities and forgot about the incident. At noon he sat down to peacefully take his meal.

Meanwhile, Viswambhar Hari clad himself in opulent garments, wrapped a sash around his waist, tied his hair in a triple topknot, and placed a string of tulasī beads and a strand of large pearls around his neck. He anointed his eyes with black kajjala, and decorated his body with glistening golden ornaments. Then, carrying lādus made of condensed milk in his hand, Viswambhar entered the house of the king of doctors and, with a thunderous voice, called out, "Murari!" Hearing that sound, Murari remembered what Nimai had said earlier. Feeling a bit surprised, Murari said, "What are you doing here?" Nimai replied, "Oh, don’t get up. It’s only I. Carry on with your meal."

As Murari Gupta became absorbed in eating, Nimai slowly moved closer. Then, suddenly, he began passing urine on Murari’s plate. "Ah! Ah! What are you doing? Shame, shame on you," Murari cried as he jumped up. Gaura Ray began clapping his hands and dancing. He gleefully said to Murari:"Giving up the path of bhakti, you have adopted the path of yoga and move about making funny gestures. Give up karma and jnana, and just worship Krishna with all your heart! Become a rasika-bhakta, expert in tasting transcendental bliss. One who is attached to material things can’t do kṛṣṇa-bhajana, and his consciousness remains low and impure.

"Lord Hari is supremely merciful. Not only does he possess all powers but he is the father of all souls and from him the eternal Brahman is manifested. He is the treasure and very life of the gopīs of Vrindavan. Why do you not dedicate your life to worshiping him?" After saying this, the golden jewel, Gaurahari, suddenly vanished. Murari Gupta couldn’t find him anywhere.

Again and again in his heart, Murari thought,"Sachi’s son is the Supreme Lord himself!" Thinking in this way, Murari Gupta hurriedly left his house. Due to being overwhelmed with joy, he couldn’t walk properly. Somehow he arrived at the house of Jagannath Mishra. There he found Jagannath Mishra and Sachidevi caressing, kissing, and speaking affectionately to their son Nimai. They told him, "You are the nectarean treasure of our lives. Whatever sufferings we experience, we forget all of them as soon as we gaze at the moon of your face."

Murari Gupta was overcome with bliss. Although Jagannath and Sachidevi welcomed him, Murari didn’t say a word. He only gazed at the beautiful face of Gaurachandra.

From his head to his feet, the hairs of his body stood erect. Streams of tears flowed from his eyes, drenching his body. His voice faltered, and his eyes reddened like the rising sun. He fell like a stick before Gauranga’s feet, again and again bowing before him. Acting as if he didn’t understand what Murari was doing, Viswambhar climbed up on his mother’s lap. Sachimata then spoke to the elder and respected Murari Gupta, "Murari, please bless our son. Did he do something to offend you? Everyone knows that you are one of the best doctors. Please tell me what offense our son has committed. Let any suffering come to us, but give us the blessing that our son may live forever." Speaking these words, Sachidevi and Jagannath humbly held Murari’s hand and bowed before him. Smiling, Murari Gupta said, "Your son Viswambhar is the master of the master of all the demigods. In the future, the boy that you are raising will reveal his true identity to you. You are the most fortunate parents in the world. Take care of him and protect him. Remember my words, your Viswambhar is actually the Supreme Lord." After saying this, Murari quickly left the house of Jagannath Mishra.

His heart bursting with bliss, Murari went to visit Adwaita Acharya, the universal teacher and reservoir of bhakti. Falling at his feet, Murari said, "You are the greatest devotee. You are a wish-fulfilling tree that can fulfill all desires. I just saw a most wonderful boy in the home of Jagannath Mishra. His name is Nimai Pandit Viswambhar. He is totally transcendental to this material world. Yet, he plays happily with his friends just like an ordinary boy."

Upon hearing this, Adwaita Acharya, the jewel among the brahmins, made a great roaring sound, while on every limb of his body his hairs stood erect. Adwaita said, "Murari, listen! This is a great secret. Nimai Pandit is the Supreme Lord, the reservoir of all rasas and the embodiment of transcendental beauty." Then Adwaita Acharya and Murari Gupta joyfully embraced and forgot everything.

your servant

Paramananda das