![]() The devotees who were epitomes of the different primary rasas are as follows: Prithu Maharaja ( śā nta-rasa), Hanuman ( d ā sya-rasa), Arjuna ( sakhya-rasa), Yashoda ( v ā tsalya-rasa) and Radharani ( m ā dhurya -rasa). The gopis give their body to Krishna – complete surrender, ātma-nivedanam. They want to lay their bodies down for Krishna to walk on them. When the gopis see Krishna walking, their heart is pained by the thought of some stone or thorns pricking His feet. Then in m ā dhurya-rasa, everything is there – formality is broken and there is an appreciation for Krishna which is full of care and nurturing. In the Vedic scriptures the following twelve types of rasas are mentioned:. There are twelve different types of rasas, five primary and seven secondary. These sensual pleasures are technically termed as rasas. Types of RasasĮvery living entity, from human beings, to an ant, desires to relish some sort of taste derived from their sense perceptions. Just like the trees that supply fruits or the cows, which supply profuse quantities of milk and similar other necessities to satisfy our different tastes, act as the reservoir, similarly, the Supreme is the reservoir of the Rasas or taste we seek to experience, in this existence. ![]() ![]() The entire universe is rasa and we are floating on it. Even, in our relationship with the other is present some taste and without it, none can continue their relationship with anyone. ![]() The word rasa means “taste” or “mellow” or “humor.” Whatever one does, one must enjoy some taste out of it. It is but a perverted reflection of that rasa, which exists in the relationships between the various jivas in this material world. Every jiva holds a specific rasa-mellow in which the relationship with the Supreme Lord is relished, not temporarily but for eternity. We, the jivas-individual spirit souls, hold an eternal relationship with the Supersoul, the Supreme Lord. Yet, this very hankering for the rasa and its source, by looking for it in different persons and objects of this world, indicates the innate desire of every living entity-the soul’s longing for rasa. But not every Arjun can get hold of his adorable partner to enjoy the rasa-mellow of relationships and even if one does succeed in finding the right one, the attempt to enjoy this rasa doesn’t last for an eternity. Like Arjun, all the living beings are eligible to pursue or desire all the essences of relationship and enjoy the material mellows. He decided to pursue this newfound origin of his rasa-mellow of relationships. He didn’t mind missing his train now, for he wanted his life on the track of his new-found love, and didn’t want that derailed. Arjun still desires to see her again, know her name, get in touch with her, get a touch of her and as he still awaits her. Arjun was frozen, the violins wouldn’t stop and by the time he could collect himself she disappeared and with Arjun remained only those best moments. Her petal lips had faded for she was sad, those pretty eyes were all wet, and her fair face had turned pink due to combined emotions of sadness and anger.Īs she left disheartened, Arjun could only watch her pass by, his mind began to fancy her, as his friend, a conjugal lover, an adored relationship and he was blushing to imagine the parenthood he could have, with her as his life partner. Arjun hurriedly turned back to check on her and there she was, with thousands of emotions easily decodable. The next moment he realized the train had left. He was awestruck on the very first sight of her. Her open hairs waving along with the wind, her petal lips saying something which Arjun never could decode, and those mesmerizing blue eyes blinking as the sun plays with the clouds dumbfounded Arjun. As he was about to board, he heard a voice, as sweet as that of a cuckoo – S-T-O-P! Arjun turned back to perceive the source of the sound.Ī girl was running towards him. On the station, when the train arrived the people rushed in pushing each other and Arjun had no choice but to wait for his turn. Arjun, a young boy from Bengaluru was travelling to Delhi.
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