TEXT 163

TEXT 163

sakhi murali viśāla-cchidra-jalena pūrṇā
laghur atikaṭhinā tvaṁ granthilā nīrasāsi
tad api bhajasi śvaśvac cumbanānanda-sāndraṁ
hari-kara-parirambhaṁ kena puṇyodayena

Перевод

My dear friend the flute, you are actually full of many holes or faults. You are light, hard, juiceless and full of knots. But what kind of pious activities have engaged you in the service of being kissed by the Lord and embraced by His hands?'

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This verse ( Vidagdha-mādhava 4.7) is spoken by Candrāvalī-sakhī, the gopī competitor of Śrīmatī Rādhārāṇī.