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UNIQUENESS
Mathura - the very word drips honey; and it does, as it should be;
for, it is derived from madhu, that stands for sweetness Put look.
here an ancient city called Mathura poured down an unending stream
of unadulterated; thick, pure, sweet milk that created
hillocks of bullet and pools of milk with creamy bunds amidst lovely sylvan scenes, embellished
with petty green bushes, over, grown with wiry creepers, bearing
multicolored fragrant flowers, to making an appropriate setting to
revealing the asamana chaturya in ,playing boyhood sports by that
Nandakishor, that virtually seduced him into becoming that immortal
Navaneethachor - the haughty, naughty mischief-loving,
butter-stealing kid, whose infectious antics and rollicking humor
drew the celestials down to participate in them whole-heartedly. It
is this selfsame Mathura Mandala comprising Gokulam, Brindavan that
reverberated with the mellifluous strains of the divine flute of Sri
Krishna that taught majestic prancing to peacocks, witnessing of
which spectacle cows drank in that ganamritha with outstretched
ears, while mankind sank in the ocean of joy at the sight of the
mother Earth marking time, oblivious of time sense. And it is
this very same Vrajabhumi that was sanctified by the Rasalila of
that Gopikavallabh with the ravishing bells of Repalli, when Nature
in surfeit of that rich feast stood motionless, till the crowing of
alert cocks heralding the onset of Brahma muhurth.
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