all glories to Srila Prabhupada who is our life and soul and who spread the glories of Lord Ramachandra all over the world;
Naveen Krsna Prabhu the head pujari at ISKCON Potomac asked me yesterday to write something about Lord Ramachandra ,so
I am sharing this nectar about service of Lord Ramachandra.
In his Prema Bhakti Chandrika Srila Narottama das Thakura has used Hanuman as an example of unalloyed bhakti.
16 apana bhajana-pantha taha habeanurata
ista-deva-sthane-lila-gane
naisthika bhajana ei tomare kahilabhai
hanuman tahate pramana
O brother, please become attached to your worshipable Lord alone. Serve Him without deviation and sing the glories of His pastimes. I will now quote the words of Hanuman, who demonstrates this exclusive devotion to one's worshipable Deity. Hanuman said:
17 srinathe janaki-nathe
abhedah paramatmani
tathapi mama sarvasvam
ramah kamala-locanah
Although He is not different from Lord Narayana, lotus-eyed Lord Rama alone is the be-all and end-all of my life.
At the temple in ISKCON Potomac they have posted this beautiful prayer above the Deities (without sanskrit)
This Prema Bhakti Chandrika of Srila Narottama das Thakura should be read millions of times along with Prarthana
I hope and pray in one life time all these teachings will manifest fully in my heart.
And Maharaja has explained so nicely about the faith of Murari Gupta and his devotion for Lord Ramachandra.
Actually he is the incarnation of Hanuman.
In Gaura Ganodessa Dipika it is stated:
91. The devotee named Murari Gupta in Lord Caitanya's pastimes had previously been Hanuman. In the same way Sri Purandara had previously been Angadam and Govindananda had been Sugriva.
92. The devotee named Ramacandra Puri in Lord Caitanya's pastimes had previously been Vibhisana.
93. Lord Caitanya Himself did not accept that Ramacandra Puri was the incarnation of Vibhisana, but the Lord himself said that Ramacandra Puri was the empowered incarnation of Srimati Radharani's mother-in-law Jatila. This Ramacandra Puri restricted Lord Caitanya in His acceptance of alms. Rcika Muni's son Brahma Mahatapah, and Prahlada Maharaja combined to appear as Haridasa Thakur in Lord Caitanya's pastimes.
Mahanidhi Swami makes a comment that Murari Gupta might have been a cowhered boy in Vrindavana also according to some.
please also see. This appears to be a complete appasiddhanta as Murari Gupta showed the character of Hanuman being Hanuman.
However one time when Lord Caitanya called on Garuda ,Murari Gupta assumed the form of Garuda to carry Lord Caitanya.So Lord Caitanyas pastimes are unlimetedly deep beyond our mundane senses and mind.
His Holiness Bhakti Bhallabh Tirtha Maharaja has described many of the glories of Murari Gupta in his article:
My Gurudeva would always go and meet Bhaktivallabh Tirtha Maharaja when doing Navadvipa Parikrama, he resides in Navadvipa
Now please read the pastime how Lord Caitanya pees on Murari Guptas plate:
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Nimai and Murari pandit pastime
- Nimai pees on Muraris eating plate -
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.
Let us bow our respects in great devotion at the lotusfeet of Murari Gupta:
He has written a beautiful prayer to Lord Ramachandra :
(1)
rājat-kirīṭa-maṇi-dīdhiti-dīpitāḿśam
udyad-bṛhaspati-kavi-pratime vahantam
dve kuṇḍale’ńka-rahitendu-samāna-vaktraḿ
rāmaḿ jagat-traya-guruḿ satataḿ bhajāmi
(2)
udyad-vibhākara-marīci-vibodhitābja-
netraḿ subimba-daśana-cchada-cāru-nāsam
śubhrāḿśu-raśmi-parinirjita-cāru-hāsaḿ
rāmaḿ jagat-traya-guruḿ satataḿ bhajāmi
(3)
taḿ kambu-kaṇṭham ajam ambuja-tulya-rūpaḿ
muktāvalī-kanaka-hāra-dhṛtaḿ vibhāntam
vidyud-valāka-gaṇa-saḿyutam ambudaḿ vā
rāmaḿ jagat-traya-guruḿ satataḿ bhajāmi
(4)
uttāna-hasta-tala-saḿstha-sahasra-patraḿ
pañca-cchadādhika-śataḿ pravarāńgulībhiḥ
kurvaty aśīta-kanaka-dyuti yasya sītā
pārśve’sti taḿ raghu-varaḿ satataḿ bhajāmi
(5)
agre dhanurdhara-varaḥ kanakojjvalāńgo
jyeṣṭhānu-sevana-rato vara-bhūṣaṇāḍhyaḥ
śeṣākhya-dhāma-vara-lakṣmaṇa-nāma yasya
rāmaḿ jagat-traya-guruḿ satataḿ bhajāmi
(6)
yo rāghavendra-kula-sindhu-sudhāḿśu-rūpo
mārīca-rākṣasa-subāhu-mukhān nihatya
yajñaḿ rarakṣa kuśikānvaya-puṇya-rāśiḿ
rāmaḿ jagat-traya-guruḿ satataḿ bhajāmi
(7)
hatvā khara-triśirasau sa-gaṇau kabandhaḿ
śrī-daṇḍa-kānanam adūṣaṇam eva kṛtvā
sugrīva-maitram akarod vinihatya śatruḿ
taḿ rāghava daśa-mukhānta-karaḿ bhajāmi
(8)
bhańktvā pinākam akaroj janakātmajāyā
vaivāhikotsava-vidhiḿ pathi bhārgavendram
jitvā pitur mudam uvāha kakutstha-varyaḿ
rāmaḿ jagat-traya-guruḿ satataḿ bhajāmi
TRANSLATION
1) Though His face is like a spotless moon, still it is further brightened by a shining crown of jewels. His earrings resemble Jupiter and Venus rising in the evening sky. I forever worship this Lord Sri Rama, guru of the three worlds.
2) When He awakens and opens His lotus eyes, their luster resembles the early rays of the rising sun. His teeth are enclosed by charming bimba fruit-red lips. His nose is shapely and graceful and seeing the beams of His beautiful smile, the white-rayed moon accepts defeat. I forever worship this Lord Sri Rama, guru of the three worlds.
3) The throat of the unborn Lord is like a three-ringed conch shell, and His form is soft as the lotus. He wears a shining necklace of pearls set in gold, and thus He resembles a water-laden cloud accompanied by lightning flashes and a flock of cranes. Such is Sri Rama, guru of the three worlds, whom I perpetually adore.
4) In Her upraised hand Sita Devi holds a thousand-petalled lotus flower, and Her five graceful fingers make it appear that the flower's hundred petals are covered by another five petals. I forever worship Rama, best of the Raghu dynasty, by whose side forever remains this Sita, whose radiance is like molten gold.
5) Before Rama stands his brother Laksmana, deeply attached to His elder brother's service, the most skilled of archers, his body brilliant golden, and enhanced by splendid ornaments. He is also known as Sesa, the all-accommodating abode of the worlds. I worship this Lord Sri Rama guru of the three worlds.
6) Like the nectar-rayed moon shining on the ocean of the Raghu dynasty, He slew the foremost among the man-eating demons, Marica and Subahu, thus protecting the sacrifice performed by the sage Visvamitra for the welfare of His ancestors. I worship this Lord Sri Rama, guru of the three worlds.
7) Slaying the raksasasKhara, Trisira, Kabandha, and their armies, He rendered safe the forest of Danda-kanana. By killing the monkey-king, Sugriva's enemy, Bali, He made alliance with him, I adore Sri Rama, best of the Raghu dynasty, the slayer of the ten-headed Ravana.
8) After breaking Siva's bow, He married Sita, daughter of Janaka-raja. Then on the path home, He defeated the mighty Parasurama, best of Bhrgu's line, bringing pleasure to Maharaja Dasaratha, His father. I forever worship this Lord Sri Rama, the foremost descendant of Kakutstha and guru of the three worlds.
I like to share some other nectar about Lord Ramachandra. This is from Navadvipa Bhava Taranga how Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura had darshan of Lord Ramachandra when he went to Modruma Dvipa in Navadvipa.This is from his Navadvipa Bhava Taranga:
110 This island of Modadruma is non different from the forest of Sri Bhandiravan in Braja. All the animals and birds are fully spiritual entities having the nature of pure goodness. In the branches of the trees sit cuckoos who incessantly sing the glories of Lord Gauranga, Sita and Rama.
111 Countless banyan trees spread out their shade-giving branches splendrously here in Bhandiravan and block out the rays of the sun. When will this wonderfully shady place, where Balarama and Krsna displayed their pastimes to the world, ever be visible to my eyes?
112 Wandering and wandering about, observing the glory of the forest, I will suddenly behold the cottage of Lord Sri Rama. Then will I see Rama Himself, the colour of fresh durva grass, dressed like a brahmacari and sitting in one place along with Laksmana and Sita.
113 Seeing Lord Ramachandra's beautiful form within that forest, I will swoon on the spot. My entire body overwhelmed with ecstatic love, I will remain stunned and speechless as I fill both my eyes that are heartily drinking the beauty of His form.
114 Being merciful, Laksmana will come forward slowly, set down some fruit and place his feet upon my hear. He will say, "My dear child, please eat this fruit. Since we are living here in the forest, this is all we have to offer our guests.
115 Just as he says this, the vision of this pastime will dissolve. Weeping and weeping, I will eat at the fruit. Oh, will I ever again see the figure of Rama, green as fresh durva grass? In my heart, I will meditate on that inconceivably beautiful form.
Last night at ISKCON Potomac the darshan of Sita Rama Laxmana Hanuman reminded me of this pastime.
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