Achyutam Keshavam

Achyutam Keshavam Krishna Damodaram,
Rama naraynam Janaki-vallabham,

(praising the Lord Krishna, with different names of Vishnu)
Kaun kehta hai Bhagvan aate nahi
Tum Meera ke jaise bulate nahi,
… Achyutam …

Who says God does not come? You don’t call Him with the devotion of Meera


Kaun kehta hai Bhagvan khaate nahi,
Ber Shabri ke jaise khilate nahi, … Achyutam …

Who says God does not eat? You don’t feed him like how Shabari fed him


Kaun kehta hai Bhagvan Sote nahi,
Maa Yashoda ke jaise sulate nahin,
… Achyutam …

Who says God does not sleep? You don’t make him sleep like how Mother Yashoda did


Kaun kehta hai Bhagvan naachte nahi,
Tum Gopi ke jaise nachaate nahin, Achyutam…

Who says God does not dance? You don’t make him dance like how Gopis did

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About this Bhajan
This wonderful bhajan is so simple and yet conveys such a beautiful message. We often expect the Lord to come running at our beck and call, but how often do we show Him the same unconditional love He shows us? If we show and live with the kind of love shown by these saints, surely we will see only His love any every word, every thought and every action. Their love did not ask for anything in return, but was simply expressed for what it was – whether it was the devotion of Meerabai, or the dance of the Gopis, this love was so intense that nothing else could possibly remain besides this love, and all other desires and impressions were eliminated. Through just their bhakti, they became one with Him.

Prabhuji, Tum Chandan, Hum Pani

Prabhuji, Tum Chandan, Hum Pani
Jaaki Ang Ang Baas Samaani

Prabhuji, you are the chandan (sandalwood paste), I am the water
Only by merging with you is the sandalwood fragrance released


Prabhuji, Tum Ghan, Ban Hum Mora

Jaise Chitwat Chand Chakora

Prabhuji, you are the thundering clouds, I become a peacock (that longs to dance to the rain)
(or) Like the chakora bird who longs to see the moon…


Prabhuji, Tum Moti, Hum Dhaga

Jaise Sonhe Milat Suhaga

Prabhuji, you are like a pearl and I am the string (losing its identity in a rosary of pearls)
Gold has no fragrance of its own, despite being so beautiful. It would therefore become even more beautiful by gaining a fragrance (sonhe me suhaga). Through losing myself in you this gold (I), gains its fragrance.

Prabhuji, Tum Deepak Hum Baati,
Jaaki Jyoti Barai Dini Raati

Prabhuji, you are like the diya and I am the burning wick
Together we create the flame (light) which burns night and day



Prabhuji, Tum Swami, Hum Dasa

Aisi Bhakti Karai Raidasa

Prabhuji, you are Swami, and I am your servant
This way of devotion is followed by Raidasa


About this bhajan
This beautiul bhajan was composed by Raidasa, the guru of Mirabai. Through a string of colourful metaphors, he shows the non-duality between man and God. With remarkable delicacy he even explains the yearning for the jiva and atman for each other and their dependancy on each other to produce the vibrant and full expression of the Lord.

It has been sung wonderfully by Anup Jalota.
You can view it on youtube here.