When the Lord of the Universe decides to reveal Himself, your life is never the same. This is the true story of how my soul awakened the moment Shree Krishna found me — a journey from innocent longing to divine love, from human desire to eternal union, where every breath became a prayer and every moment a promise fulfilled.
Introduction
Every spiritual journey begins not by our seeking, but by grace — when the Divine decides it’s time. Mine began that way too, in the most beautiful and magical way imaginable — without even knowing what the mystical world truly was.
The Awakening of Love
Like a teenager lost in wonder, I was completely enchanted by my love for Shree Krishna from the very day He found me.
Iknow no reality other than You, my Beloved.
Your face — splendid like a full moon.
Your lips — red as ripe berries.
Your eyes — lustrous like lotus petals.
You are the Lover of lovers, the Paragon of masculine beauty, the Ocean of Supreme bliss and Pure love.
I bow down at Your Lotus Feet, O Lord of the Universe.
Who is Krishna?
Who is this mysterious Lord Shree Krishna?
The very name “Krishna” means the Unknown, the Secretive, the Unfathomable — the epitome of divine beauty and perfection.
To me, He was everything — the perfect one, the embodiment of love, knowledge, valour, and goodness.
The One I longed to marry — not in a worldly sense, but as the eternal Beloved of my soul.
A Guru’s Question and My Eureka Moment
I still remember — it was only my second day after stepping into this mystical world when my Krsna Guruji asked:
“Tell me, what kind of husband do you want to marry?”
I described every quality I had imagined — my ideal of the perfect companion.
He smiled gently and said,
“Oh! You’re describing Lord Shree Krishna. So, you wish to marry the Almighty Himself.”
That was my Eureka moment. Something awakened within me — I realized I was already wedded to Lord Krishna Bhagavan.
From that day onward, I needed no one else.
Intoxicated in Divine Love
Since that moment, I have lived in divine intoxication.
I would laugh at myself, talk to the stars, whisper to cows on the street, and feel His presence in the breeze. Every song became a love song for Him.
Such is my madness even today — you can never have enough of Krishna. He is a limitless ocean.
My heart burns like fire, yet floats in bliss — in Yoga, divine union with Him.
Separation and Longing
In 2010, I relocated to Singapore. It was painful beyond words — I was going to be away from my Krsna Guruji for the first time.
Just when the pain of separation became unbearable, grace found me.
One of Guruji’s devotees unexpectedly gave me a scripture called ‘Krishna Lila.’
I hadn’t sought it, nor asked for it — yet it came to me effortlessly, as though Krishna Himself had placed it in my hands through divine will.
Living in the material world felt hollow, but the moment I opened that sacred scripture, I was transported into His divine realm.
Each page drew me closer to Him until my nights were no longer silent — they were filled with His presence, His play, His love.
The Promise of Sharad Purnima
In that scripture was a story where Lord Krishna promised His Gopis to perform the Ras Lila on Sharad Purnima — the full-moon night of autumn.
As I read it, I felt as though Krishna Himself was making that promise to me — a silent assurance that my soul recognized instantly.
Time passed, and I forgot about that moment. But Krishna never forgets.
The Invitation to Vrindavan
In early 2012, my Guruji said,
“When you come home for Diwali, we shall go to Vrindavan.”
Excited, I began planning right away — booking flights, hotels, and our itinerary six months in advance.
It would be my first ever visit to Vrindavan with my Krsna Guruji.
My heart overflowed with love. I could feel Krishna all around me, constantly speaking in ways words can’t explain.
When the soft wind brushed against my skin, I knew — my Krishna was hugging me.
The pangs of this love were so intense that, though outwardly present in the world, inwardly I was lost — completely absorbed in Him.
This is something only the Gopis, or saints like Meera Bai and Tukaram Maharaj, could understand.
Even now, as I write this, I feel the same divine intoxication — utterly lost in His love.
The Journey Begins
I arrived from Singapore to Delhi; my Guruji came from Bangalore. After a couple of days in the city, we headed to Mathura.
When my Guruji’s holy feet touched that sacred land, I took the dust from beneath them and placed it on my forehead — a blessing from soil once touched by Krishna Himself.
I felt so blessed to stand upon the land that had once felt the divine touch of Lord Krishna Himself.
We visited the place portrayed as Krishna’s birthplace, though Guruji explained it wasn’t the original one.
Then, we began our 17-kilometer journey to Vrindavan.
The Call of Vrindavan
At the ISKCON Temple, the atmosphere was alive with devotion. Bhajans filled the air, and thousands had gathered for celebration.
When we inquired, we were told,
“Tomorrow is Sharad Purnima.”
Even then, I didn’t connect it to the promise from Krishna Lila.
We learned that a group from the temple would begin the Parikrama (circumambulation)of the holy land Vrindavan the next morning, and we decided to join them.
To Be Continued → Next: Part 2 — The Night of Fulfillment — When Krishna Kept His Promise.
“Grace is not something you find — it’s what finds you when you surrender.”
