
Kanda 13
Uddhava's message (the Bhramara-Gita)
Krishna sent a philosopher to explain. The gopis taunted him and sent him back
A learned messenger, a broken village
In Mathura Kamsa was dead, the old regime was gone. Krishna was now caught up in the affairs of Mathura, and had not gone back to Vrindavan — not in months, not in years.
In Vrindavan the gopis had stopped expecting to see him return. The sound of the flute now played only in memory.
Krishna sent his most trusted friend and counsellor Uddhava there — to explain that distance is nothing, that Krishna is everywhere, and that true devotion rises above form. Uddhava reached Vrindavan on his chariot, confident in the wisdom he had come to share — he had given this teaching hundreds of times in the court.
"Your knowledge comes from books"
"Meditate," Uddhava told the gopis. "Understand Krishna as formless, all-pervading. He has not gone anywhere. How can the one who is everywhere be far from you?"
One gopi laughed, and the rest behind her.
"That teaching may work for someone who has never touched Krishna, who has not heard that flute," she said, and the sharpness in her voice was plain. "Don't teach us the formless, Uddhava. Give us back our Krishna who has a colour, who has a laugh, who wears yellow silk. Your all-pervading Krishna is of no use to us." Uddhava had no answer to that.
A complaint to a bee
Just then a black bee began hovering among the nearby flowers. One gopi turned to it, and leaving Uddhava aside, began speaking to the bee.
"Come then, dark one. Sit down. You too are just like him — took the nectar of one flower and flew off; settled on the next. You were never made to belong to one flower for long. Go, tell that friend of yours that we don't want his messages."
Every line carried a reproach, and inside every reproach love was hidden. Uddhava stood listening. This was not only grief, not only complaint — it was both at once, and so sharp that all his learned arguments suddenly seemed small beside it.
A philosopher who returned as a student
That night Uddhava could not sleep. He said to himself what he had never thought before — that in his next birth he would rather be a vine of Vrindavan, a shrub, the dust here that these gopis' feet fall on. To him, that now seemed greater than being a god in some distant heaven.
In the morning he went back to Mathura. The chariot was the same, the driver was the same. But the man inside was not the one who had come — he had gone to teach, and returned as the one who had been taught.
Note: The Bhramara-Gita is firmly located at chapter level in the tenth skandha of the Bhagavata Purana, chapter 47. Identifying the gopi who addresses the bee by any particular name does not appear to be part of the original verses — that identification is held to belong to the later commentarial tradition, and it is stated here only that far and taken no further.
Source: from several texts, Uddhava's message (the Bhramara-Gita)