RETURNING to the SOURCE

Radha had no messages for Krishna. What was the need for messages when they were ONE? But the little green parrot was impatiently fluttering his wings, eager to fly again. He felt important and special when he carried a message from Radha.

- Bhanumathi Narasimhan

“Go tell him, the butter is extra tasty today and is waiting for him!”, said Radha. Filled with purpose, the little bird soared into the sky in the direction where his heart pulled him. The messages were mundane. But it least mattered, to the parrot. The parrot’s life and mind oscillated between Radha and Krishna, between longing and love. As years rolled by and it was time for Radha to leave her body, she told the parrot that his purpose was to share the glories of her Lord with everybody. Having lived in Radha’s presence, every cell of his being was soaked with the sweet nectar of devotion. He had merely delivered Radha’s simple messages; he did not know all the stories of the Lord.

One day, as he fluttered into Parvati’s gardens in Kailash, he noticed that Shiva was about to tell her a story. He perched himself on a branch to listen. As luck would have it, Shiva started sharing in great detail, incidents from the life of Lord Krishna. Parvati listened to him intently, acknowledging with a gentle ‘hmm’, from time to time. Shiva was so immersed in the tales that he did not notice Parvati dozing off in between. Worried that Shiva might stop his narration, the parrot imitated the gentle ‘hmm’ of Parvati to keep Him going.