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Bakth Mirabai

Mirabai was a great saint and devotee of Sri Krishna. Despite facing criticism and hostility from her own family, she lived an exemplary saintly life and composed many devotional bhajans. Historical information about the life of Mirabai is a matter of some scholarly debate. The oldest biographical account was Priyadas’s commentary in Nabhadas’ Sri Bhaktammal in 1712. Nevertheless, there are many oral histories, which give an insight into this unique poet and saint of India.

Early Life Mirabai

Mira was born around the start of the 16th Century in the Chaukari village in Merta, Rajasthan. Her father was Ratan Singh a descendent of Rao Rathor, the founder of Jodhpur. When Mirabai was only three years old, a wandering Sadhu came to her family’s home and gave a doll of Sri Krishna to her father. Her father took saw this as a special blessing but was initially unwilling to give it to her daughter, because she felt she would not appreciate it. However, Mira had, at first sight, become deeply enamoured with this depiction of Lord Krishna. She refused to eat until the doll of Sri Krishna was given to her. To Mira, this figure of Sri Krishna embodied his living presence. She resolved to make Krishna her lifelong friend, lover, and husband. Throughout her turbulent life, she never wavered from her youthful commitment.

On one occasion, when Mira was still young, she saw a wedding procession going down the street. Turning to her mother, she asked in innocence, “Who will be my husband?” Her mother replied, half in jest, half in seriousness. “You already have your husband, Sri Krishna.” Mira’s mother was supportive of her daughter’s blossoming religious tendencies, but she passed away when she was only young.

At an early age, Mira’s father arranged for her to be married to Prince Bhoj Raj, who was the eldest son of Rana Sanga of Chittor. They were an influential Hindu family and the marriage significantly elevated Mira’s social position. However, Mira was not enamoured of the luxuries of the palace. She served her husband dutifully, but in the evening she would spend her time in devotion and singing to her beloved Sri Krishna. While singing devotional bhajans, she would frequently lose awareness of the world, entering into states of ecstasy and trance.

“Go to that impenetrable realm
That death himself trembles to look upon.
There plays the fountain of love
With swans sporting on its waters.”

Go To That Impenetrable Realm

Conflict with Family

Her new family did not approve of her piety and devotion to Krishna. To make things worse, Mira refused to worship their family deity Durga. She said she had already committed herself to Sri Krishna. Her family became increasingly disproving of her actions, but the fame and saintly reputation of Mirabai spread throughout the region. Often she would spend time discussing spiritual issues with Sadhus, and people would join in the singing of her bhajans. However, this just made her family even more jealous. Mira’s sister-in-law Udabai started to spread false gossip and defamatory remarks about Mirabai. She said Mira was entertaining men in her room. Her husband, believing these stories to be true, tore into her room with sword in hand. However, he saw Mira only playing with a doll. No man was there at all. Throughout these hysterical slanders, Mirabai remained unmoved by both the criticism and praise of the world.

“This infamy, O my Prince
is delicious!
Some revile me,
others applaud,
I simply follow my incomprehensible road
A razor thin path
but you meet some good people,
A terrible path but you hear a true word

Turn back?
Because the wretched stare and see nothing?
O Mira’s Lord is noble and dark,
and slanderers
rake only themselves
over the coals”

Mirabai and Akbar

Mira’s fame spread far and wide, and her devotional bhajans were sung across northern India. In one account, it is said that the fame and spirituality of Mirabai reached the ears of the Moghul Emperor Akbar. Akbar was tremendously powerful, but he was also very interested in different religious paths. The problem was that he and Mirabai’s family were the worst enemies; to visit Mirabai would cause problems for both him and Mirabai. But Akbar was determined to see Mirabai, the Princess – Saint. Disguised in the clothes of beggars, he travelled with Tansen to visit Mirabai. Akbar was so enamoured of her soulful music and devotional singing that he placed at her feet a priceless necklace before leaving. However, in the course of time, Akbar’s visit came to the ears of her husband Bhoj Raj. He was furious that a Muslim and his own arch enemy and set eyes upon his wife. He ordered Mirabai to commit suicide by drowning in a river. Mirabai intended to honour her husband’s command, but as she was entering the river, Sri Krishna appeared to her and commanded her to leave for Brindaban where she could worship him in peace. So with a few followers, Mirabai left for Brindaban, where she spent her time in devotion to Sri Krishna. After a while her husband became repentant, feeling that her wife was actually a real saint. Thus he travelled to Brindaban and requested her to return. Mirabai agreed, much to the displeasure of the rest of her family.

However soon after Mira’s husband died; (fighting in battles with the Moghul emperors). This made the situation even worse for Mirabai. Her father in law, Rana Sanga, saw her husband’s death as a way to get rid of Mirabai. He commanded her to commit Sati (when the wife commits suicide by throwing herself on her husband’s funeral pyre). However, Mirabai, with the direct inner assurance of her beloved Sri Krishna, said that she would not do this. Her real husband, Sri Krishna had not died. She would later say in her poetry.

“sati na hosyan girdhar gansyan mhara man moho ghananami“,

“I will not commit sati. I will sing the songs of Girdhar Krishna, and will not become sati because my heart is enamoured of Hari.” (3)

After this experience, her family continued to torture her. They restricted her movements and sought to make her life as uncomfortable as possible. In the face of all these trials and tribulations, she remained detached from her physical suffering. There was nothing that could disturb her inner connection to Giridhara (epithet of Sri Krishna as young cowherd boy). It is said that twice her family tried to kill her, once through a venomous snake and once through poisonous drink. On both occasions, it is said Mirabai, protected by the Grace of Sri Krishna, came to no ill harm.

Mirabai in Brindaban

However, the relentless torments and hostility interfered with her life of devotion and contemplation on Krishna. She sought the advice of learned men and saints. They advised her to leave the palace and return to Brindaban. Secretly, with some followers, she slipped out of the palace and escaped to the holy city of Brindaban. In Brindaban Mirabai was free to worship Giridhara to her heart’s content. She would spend her time in singing bhajans and in ecstatic communion with Krishna. Like a true Bhakti, she worshipped God wholeheartedly. The riches of the world offered no attraction to Mirabai; her only satisfaction came from her single-minded devotion to Sri Krishna. Her soul was ever yearning for Krishna. She considered herself to be a Gopi of Vrindaban, mad only with pure love for Krishna.

“I am mad with love
And no one understands my plight.
Only the wounded
Understand the agonies of the wounded,
When the fire rages in the heart.
Only the jeweller knows the value of the jewel,
Not the one who lets it go.
In pain I wander from door to door,
But could not find a doctor.
Says Mira: Harken, my Master,
Mira’s pain will subside
When Shyam comes as the doctor.”

I am Mad

Her devotion and spiritual magnetism were infectious. She inspired many to follow the path of Vaishnavism. As Swami Sivananda stated:

“Mira wafted the fragrance of devotion far and wide. Those who came in contact with her were affected by her strong current of Prem. Mira was like Lord Gauranga. She was an embodiment of love and innocence. Her heart was the temple of devotion. Her face was the lotus-flower of Prem. There was kindness in her look, love in her talk, joy in her discourses, power in her speech and fervour in her songs.”

Even learned Sadhus would come to her for inspiration. There is a story of one respected Spiritual Master, who refused to speak to Mirabai because she was a woman. Mirabai replied there was only one real man in Brindaban, Sri Krishna; everyone else was a Gopi of Krishna. On hearing this, the spiritual Master accepted the wisdom of Mirabai and agreed to talk to her. Later, Mirabai would become his student.

Poems of Mirabai

Much of what we know about Mirabai comes from her poetry. Her poetry expresses the longing and seeking of her soul for union with Sri Krishna. At times, she expresses the pain of separation and at other times the ecstasy of divine union. Her devotional poems were designed to be sung as bhajans, and many are still sung today.

“Mira’s songs infuse faith, courage, devotion and love of God in the minds of the readers. They inspire the aspirants to take to the path of devotion and they produce in them a marvelous thrill and a melting of the heart.” – Swami Sivananda. (6)

Mirabai was a devotee of the highest order. She was immune to the criticism and suffering of the world. She was born a princess but forsook the pleasures of a palace for begging on the streets of Brindaban. She lived during a time of war and spiritual decline, but her life offered a shining example of the purest devotion.  Many were inspired by her infectious devotion and spontaneous love for Sri Krishna. Mirabai showed how a seeker could attain union with God, only through love. Her only message was that Krishna was her all.

“My Beloved dwells in my heart,
I have actually seen that Abode of Joy.
Mira’s Lord is Hari, the Indestructible.
My Lord, I have taken refuge with Thee,
Thy slave.”

That Dark Dweller

It is said in her death she melted into the heart of Krishna. Tradition relates how one day she was singing in a temple when Sri Krishna appeared in his subtle form. Sri Krishna was so pleased with his dearest devotee that he opened up his heart centre, and Mirabai entered leaving her body while in the highest state of Krishna consciousness. (8)

Sri Chinmoy says of Mirabai.

“Mirabai was a devotee of the high, higher, highest order. Among the saints of India, she is absolutely unparalleled. She composed many, many bhajans, which are prayerful songs to God. Each song Mirabai wrote expressed her inspiration, aspiration and sleepless self-giving.” (9)

A sannyasi visited the palace, and the child Meera was completely fascinated with the idol of Lord Krishna that he carried. She begged until he gave the idol to her. Later, watching a marriage procession, the little girl asked her mother who her own bride-groom was, and the Lord made her mother speak those prophetic words: "Do you see this idol of Giridhar Gopal? He is your husband..".

With that, Meera's entire consciousness was occupied by Murali Manohar:

Mere to giridhar gopal, doosro na koyi

(For me it's Giridhar Gopal, and no one else)

Jake sar mormukut, mero pathi soyi

(The One with the peacock feather on his head, He is my husband)

Ansuvan jal seench seench, prem boli boyee

(By sprinkling tears again and again, I sowed the (seed of the) creeper of love)

Ab to boli bhad gayee, aanand phal hoyee

(Now that creeper has grown, and has turned into the fruit of happiness)

Thaath Maath Bhraath Bandhu, aapna no koyi

(Father, mother, brother, relatives, I have none...)

meera prabhu lagan lagi, honni ho so hoyee.....

(Meera is in love with the Lord, it had to happen, and so it has...)

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Meera grew up, getting more and more attached to her Lord. But as per custom, when the time came, she was married off to prince Bhoja, son of Maharana Pratap. (Those who remember school history lessons may recognize the name as one famous for bravery in wars against the Mughals.) One can only imagine how detached Meera felt in that milieu and how abnormal they thought she was. Her in-laws' family deity was Goddess Durga, but Meera

refused to pray to anyone but her Krishna. At first the prince wanted to humour her, and he built a temple within the palace for her Lord Sri Krishna. She would spend hours there, dancing and singing:

Mein Hari gunn gaavath naachoongi, mein to Prabhu gunn gaavath naachoongi

(I will sing and dance in praise of Hari's great qualities....)

Apne mandir mein baith baith kar Meera Bhagavath vaachoongi

(I will sit in my temple and spend my time reading the Bhagavatham..)

* * *

Soon the public began to take notice, and large throngs of men and women would appear at the temple to join in the dancing and singing. Prince Bhoja withstood the jealous rumours this caused, and Meera's fervour increased day by day:

Eri mein to prem diwani, mero dard na jaane koyi

(Oh sakhi, I'm madly in love, but no one can understand it..)

Meera lagi rang Hari

(Meera is completely enraptured by Hari..)

It is said that when the Emperor Akbar too heard of her and visited the temple in disguise with his court musician Tansen, the prince could take it no more. He asked Meera to go drown in the river rather than bring further

shame to the royal family. Meera went to do his bidding when she felt someone hold her back. It was her dear Lord Krishna, who asked her to go to Brindavan and wait for Him. A line from a song in the Tamil movie on her

life describes her feelings best:

"Maraindha koondilirundhu viduthalai pirandha paravai, viraindhoduthe,

Nirainthadhadee neela vaanile, thanai maranthu iraivan pugazh paadudhe..."

(The bird that has been shut up in a cage, is now racing across the blue sky. Completely unaware of itself, it sings in praise of God...)

As Meera would say:

Mein Hari charanan ki daasi

(I am a Daasi at the feet of Hari)

Malin vishaya ras thyaage jag ke, Ram naam ras pyaasi

(Having forsaken the lowly thoughts and enjoyments, I thirst for the nectar

of Rama naama..)

Janam janam ki daasi, Mein Hari charanan ki daasi

(In birth after birth, I am Hari's daasi..)

Dukh apmaan kashta sab sahiya,

(I have borne difficulties and insults..)

Meera kahe Prabhu Giridhar Naagar, saaron jagat ki vaasi

(Meera says Lord Giridhara is the Lord of the universe..)

Many saints came to meet her. When she sought to meet Sant Govind dass he is said to have refused saying he would not meet a woman. She sent word back saying "In Brindavan who but Lord Krishna is a Purusha? If Sri Radha heard of such pretensions She will surely not like it...". The sadhu realized that Meera was a Gopi reborn and came rushing to meet her.

Among those that came to Brindavan during this time was her husband, who begged her forgiveness and asked her to return to the palace with him. Meera went back, but unfortunately her husband died, and his younger brother, the new Rana, began to carry out what would today be called a hate campaign. He sent her a snake, which turned into a garland when it reached her. He mixed poison in a cup and asked her to drink it, but it didn't affect her. If anything her fervor increased:

Pag gunghroo re,

Pag gunghroo baandhi Meera naachee re

(Meera has ankle-bells on her feet as she dances..)

Mein to apne, Narayana ki, ho gayee aap hi daasi re

(I "apne aap hi" have myself chosen to be Narayana's daasi)

Vish ka pyaala Raanaji ne bhejaa, pibath Meera haasi re.

(The Rana sent a cup of poison, but Meera laughed as she drank it..)

Log kahe Meera vair, baawari, naasthik re, kul-naashee re

(People say that Meera is an enemy, a mad woman come to destroy the "kulam")

Meera kahe prabhu Giridhar naagar, sahaj mile Avinaashi re

(Meera says that Lord Giridhara is Immortal and easily attained..)

Pag gunghroo re....

Meera started to call to her Lord with greater and greater urgency.

Daras bina dukhan laage nain

(without your darshan, my eyes have begun to hurt)

Piya itni binati suno mori

(My love, just listen to this tiny little request from me...)

She went in search of Him, to Brindavan, to Mathura, and Dwarka. She felt

that Krishna too was calling her as he came near.

Aaj sunee mein Hari aawan ki aawaz

(Today I heard the sound of Hari's arrival..)

When the time finally did arrive, Meera was still dancing in ecstacy in a temple as she became one with Krishna....

Fellow seekers of the Divine, I'm sure much of the above was known to you, and many beautiful Meera bhajans are of course well-known and popular. Shut out all other noise and listen to a Meera bhajan sometime....the agony and the ecstasy and the pain and the longing and the joy and above all the sweetness will be such that you will reach 10,000 feet high without any awareness of her language. You will look down and see that Bhakti rasaa easily overflows the 4-inch fence-posts between languages..........

Mohani moorath saanwari soorath, naina bade vishal

(With enchanting form, dark face and large eyes)

Baso mere nainan me Nandalaal

((Come) live in my eyes, Nandalal...)

Guruji. A. Sivaguru Swamy

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