“Radhey-Radhey”.This is the very first couplet echoes, round the time, in Vrindavan.I’d just entered in the city and heard “Radhey- Radhey”, from a foreigner in his native phonetics. I thought he was wishing me. But, NO. I was wrong. He had to overtake me. By calling “Radhey- Radhey”, he meant to say “Excuse Me.”
“Let me go ahead” In this city of love “Radhey- Radhey” is the philosophy of life. Since the time immemorial (historians may set some particular period), “Radhey- Radhey” is in common practice. It’s, perhaps, only couplet, which is able to interpret scores of words imageshere. I mean, in terms of meanings. The foreigner’s voice includes one of them.Virndavan is the city of Lord Krishna. The city of Love. City of Karma. City of Devotion.The rhythm of “Radhey- Radhey” is fine tuned within cells of this city. If one has to offer prayer to beloved Kanha or welcome a stranger, “Radhey- Radhey” is more than enough.“Radhey- Radhey” is on display everywhere. Be it the scarf on shoulder, fluorescent glow signs in market, every entrance, back of rickshaws, flashy mobikes or cars. Almost all the moving and still objects have “Radhey- Radhey”, irrespective of their shape and size. They feel “Radhey- Radhey” much stronger in comparison to any ‘T’ or pressure horn of heavy motor vehicles.You’re walking through the lane and again you hear, “Radhey- Radhey”. It may be a rickshaw-wallah, asking you to give him passage to go ahead. There are no rickshaw puller with a Horne bell in this common transport vehicle.If you’re walking through the lane decorated with shops of foodies, the boys deputed for catching customers would simply say, “Radhey- Radhey”. What you mean? Firstly it is their reception wishes, and secondly , “Please come in” . Single word, two meaning. I asked for the way to Baanke Bihari temple. Only “Radhey- Radhey” delivered from his tongue, and his right arm was signaling the right path.How a word gets involved with the way of life. Philosophy of life. Say, all walks of life. “Radhey-Radhey” is best example of rendition of a word into life. Krishna was born here. He lives in the heart of all the Vrindanvasis. Krishna loves Radha. People love Krishna. So, people love Radha to love Krishna. The people are eager to please Krishna, and His beloved Radha, simultaneously. They chant “Radhey- Radhey”. To hear Krishna. To be with Krishna. To feel the warmth of Krishna. To seek affectionate blessings from Krishna. They sing “Radhey- Radhey”. They dance to the tune of “Radhey- Radhey”. 24x7. Round the clock.
After the day long ferrying, I’ve reached the periphery of the city. The dusk was knocking at. This was the time when Krishna along with his herd of cows, might have been on the way home. A man asked me about the way to Baanke Bihari temple.My hand raised towards the way, saying “Radhey-Radhey”.
[Article republished, earlier on Readers' Camp]