PISIMAR GOUR NITAI : (They are in a very small temple right across the street from Bankhandi Mahadeva, about three doors down from the intersection of the Loi and Bankhandi bazars. It looks rather like a closet door, beneath the second floor window of a plain, whitewashed building. I think it’s unmarked too. Coming from Krishna-Balarama Mandir, it will be on the left as one heads for Radha-Syamasundar, Radha-Ramana, etc.) In a village named Rayapura (Siudi District, Bengal), there were Deities of Shri Gaur-Nitai that were worshiped by the descendants of Shri Murari Gupta, the eternal associate of Lord Chaitanya. These Deities of the Lords Chaitanya and Nityananda in childhood form were worshiped until there was no one left in Murari Gupta’s family to look after Them; after an outbreak of malaria, everyone had left the area and it became overgrown by the jungle. The temple was abandoned, the Deities were eventually buried beneath so much foliage and dirt, and having forgotten the history of the place, people began to use the area a pasturing ground for their cows. Once, a gopa noticed that his most productive cow used to drip her milk into a spot on the ground. Curious, they dug in that spot and found the Deities there. Removing Gaur-Nitai, they saw that the word “dasamurarigupta” was written on their base. The Deities were again established in a temple with first-class worship. After some time, and according to directions he had received in a dream, one resident of Orissa, Balaramadasa Babaji, came there and began to worship Gaur-Nitai. Fortuitously, a respectable young brahmani named Chandrasasi Mukhopadhyaya had come to Rayapura on business related to her wealthy family’s nearby land holdings (around year 1900). She happened to be staying near the Gaur-Nitai temple. Daily taking darsana of the Deities, a desire to render Them service arose in her – she wanted to make Them some payesh (sweet rice khir) for Their bhoga offering. She later had a dream in which Gaur and Nitai came to her, saying, “Ma, we’re very hungry. Feed us some payesh that you’ve cooked for us.” When she later told the temple priest Balaramadasa Babaji about this, he said, “According to Vaishnava sastras, an uninitiated person cannot cook for the Deity.” Smt. Chandrasasi Mukherjee then accepted her mantra from Balaramadasa and thus she fulfilled her desire to prepare bhogas for Gaur-Nitai with her own hands. That very night in a dream Gaur-Nitai came again and pulling on her ancala (the edge of her sari) said, “Ma! Don’t go away. If you go away, who will feed us payesh? You are our Mata. We won’t let you go.” Chandrasasi affectionately smiled and told Them to let go of her cloth, but They wouldn’t let go; from Their repeated tugging at her ancal, a piece of it finally ripped and the swatch of her cloth was in Gaur’s hand. Chandrasasi’s dream broke and she woke up. But she saw that the corner of her ancala had indeed ripped! At that very moment, she went to inform Balaramadasa everything about her dream. At that time, before the sun had risen, the temple wasn’t opened yet. Balaramadasa went to the temple to wake the Deities. To the amazement of all present, everyone saw that the piece missing from Chandrasasi’s cloth was in Gaur’s hand. All were immersed in premananda and everyone began to praise Chandrasasi’s good fortune. Chandrasasi lost all sense of her body and mind, and began to dive and surface in thousands of unprecedented, transcendental feelings all at once. She forgot all thoughts of going back to her native place. The illusions of family, prestige, wealth, and so forth had been lost. She began to serve Gaur-Nitai in the temple as her life and soul. On account of her leaving home at such an age (she was only 20 at that time) to live in the temple along with the Babaji, people naturally began to talk about their relationship in so many ways and this gave her intolerable mental distress. One night, after praying repeatedly and having emptied her heart before Gaur-Nitai, she eventually fell asleep in that state. Gaur-Nitai came to her in a dream and hanging on to her neck They said, “Ma, take us to Vrindavan now – chalo (let’s go).” Immediately she took Gaur-Nitai and along with Balaramadasa Babaji proceeded by boat to Vrindavan. As They arrived there, a devoted lady from Nadiya named Bhakta devi was bathing in the Yamuna and saw Them. She respectfully invited Them to her home in Vanakhandi-mohalla. In great ecstasy, Chandrasasi began to serve Gaur-Nitai in her home and Bhakta devi used to assist her. People in the neighborhood called Bhakta “Pisima,” and so they began to call Chandrasasi “Pisima” as well. Consistent with the Lords’ statement to that effect, Pisima used to dandle and nurture Gaur-Nitai as if They were her own sons. Gaur-Nitai were always pleased by her service. One day, as she was busily cooking for Them, she noticed indications of her monthly stri-dharma. Going outside of the temple kitchen, she remained in the courtyard looking again and again in the direction of Gaur-Nitai and crying – “Today I won’t be able to offer my own cooking for Gaur-Nitai’s bhoga!” Thus suffering over the matter, she saw a kind of dream-vision, even though she was awake. Both brothers, Gaur and Nitai, came and said, “Ma, there’s nothing to be sad about. You just do what mothers in your condition usually do. There’s no fault in that. Get up. Take your bath and give us something to eat. We’re very hungry. From now on, you’ll be free of this disease.” Pisi Ma did as she was told. After that, she never had her courses again. After coming to Vrindavan, Shri Shri Gaur-Nitai began to play with many other devotees and perform various pastimes. Sometimes, if there was a need for this or that, they would beg, borrow, or steal it from anywhere and everywhere. For example, Gaur-Nitai had no shoes. They asked Pisi Ma for them, but since she didn’t want Them to leave her even for a moment she probably simply told Them, “What do You need shoes for? Do you have to come or go anywhere?” Thus, Gaur-Nitai remained on the watch for some other devotees who might come there. Once, in the month of Savan, a woman of a Bengali family traveling from Serpura Beguda came to Vrindavan to see the swing festival. They stayed near Gaur-Nitai’s temple, in Cidiyakunja. That very day, in the midmorning it was raining. Pisima was sitting on the temple veranda. With her left hand, she was pulling the rope attached to Gaur-Nitai’s fan. With her right hand, she was chanting on her japa-mala. It began to rain very hard. Pisi Ma dozed off a little. At that time, she saw that Nitai had left the temple and was running about the courtyard in the water. Gaur then followed Him. Pisima shrieked, “Oh! Where are you going? You’ll catch a cold!” This dream was as clear as if it weren’t a dream at all – it seemed as if she saw it while yet awake. But she again began pulling on the pankha and eventually dozed off again. Meanwhile, Nitai-Gaur had arrived in Cidiyakunja. The woman from Serpura Beguda was sleeping at that time. Gaur-Nitai went in and sat at the end of the bed. Shaking Their heads, they said, “Have you come here to sleep? Get up!” In her sleeping state, the woman mumbled, “Wha… who are you?” “Our names are Nitai and Gaur; we’re the sons of Pisi Ma of Vanakhandi.” “Pisi Ma’s kids? How’s that?” “People in the mohalla (society) just call us Pisi Ma’s boys. Everybody in Vrindavan knows we’re her children.” “So why are you here?” “Look at how our feet are covered with mud. Give us some shoes.” Upon seeing Gaur-Nitai’s extraordinary beauty, the woman became fascinated. She had never before imagined such beauty. Awakening, she began to cry, remembering the two boys. Weeping thus, she left the house, even though it was still pouring rain. On the road, she asked anybody she saw where Pisi Ma’s children lived. One Vrajavasi showed her Nitai Gaur’s mandira at Banakhandi. The woman went inside. Pisi Ma was still pulling the pankha and chanting japa. The woman asked, “Is this the house of Pisi Ma’s Gaur-Nitai?” “Yes, mother, this is the home of Pisi Ma’s Gaur Nitai. Mataji, why are you crying?” “Where are your two boys? I want to see them,” the highly agitated woman said, trying to be demure and respectful. Pisi Ma respectfully seated the woman and opened the mandira. Taking Gaur-Nitai’s darsana in the temple, which exactly resembled the vision in her dream, the woman burst into tears. Her very being was filled with trembling in all her limbs. She was simply unable to do anything at all; for a long time she remained fallen on the floor in a state of faint. Upon coming to consciousness and controlling herself, she related the whole story of her dream to Pisi Ma. Pisi Ma too told of what she had seen. For quite some time, both simply remained in an embrace, shedding tears of ecstasy. That fortunate woman later made silver shoes for Gaur-Nitai, which remain in Their possession even today. Nitai and Gaur continue to use them with love. Prasanna dasi of Serpura Beguda lived in Vrindavan. One day she dreamt that Gaur and Nitai were decorated with all kinds of dazzling ornaments and came before her. Showing Their lotus feet, which were marked with flag, ankusa, thunderbolt, etc., and which are desired even by Brahma and Siva, They said: “Look at all the ornaments We got. But We don’t have nupura (footbells). Give us nupura.” Upon awakening, Prasanna dasi went to Pisi Ma and narrated the whole story, streaming tears of love. Having them made and then putting the golden nupura on Gaur-Nitai’s lotus feet, her life became successful. For some days one babaji, a very pure, dear servant of Lord, was assisting Pisi Ma in the seva-puja of Nitai Gaur. An impure idea arose in his mind. Opening the temple door at night, he stole the ornaments worth Rs.500 and left with them. Arising early next morning, Pisi Ma was horrified to see that the door was opened and the Deities were without Their jewels. She thought, “Oh who has done this despicable thing? Is there anyone so sinful living in this world?” Full of anxiety, she fell down in the corridor of the temple and remained there, devastated and depressed. She saw Gaur-Nitai in her mind and said, “Who took your jewelry? They replied, “Ma, that Vaisnava is very poor, but he fed us brothers so much rabdi. So we gave it to him. Please, don’t say anything to him about it.” What did she do? She was furious over the behavior of these spoiled children. From where would she get more jewelry? Personally, she had already left her own incomparable wealth long ago – coming to Vrindavan in beggar’s dress, her only possession was now Shri Shri Gaur-Nitai. Laughing, she said, “Okay. You can either give Your things to somebody or keep them. What’s it to me? If you need something again, then You’ll get it from somewhere. You certainly aren’t bashful about asking people for things.” In another dream, Gaur-Nitai told Pisi Ma, “Take us out for Braja-mandala-parikrama.” She then readied a palanquin and assembled some devotees for Harinama-sankirtana and they set out the very next day. The Deities were extremely happy on this trip. After a month or so, when They were concluding the parikrama and were at the outskirts of Mathura, Pisi Ma went with one devotee, Krishnadasa, to make arrangements ahead. Mathuradasa followed behind with the palanquin. At that time, there were British soldiers camped in Mathura. Some of the soldiers were curious about the spectacle of the parikrama procession. Pointing at the palanquin, they asked, “What’s in that?” Mathuradasa replied, “Thakuraji is inside.” The soldiers garrulously said, “Let’s see Thakuraji!” Mathuradasa became afraid – somehow the mlecchas shouldn’t touch the Deities. He replied in a very humble voice, “Just now Thakuraji’s darsana won’t be possible.” His comment had escaped the attention of the soldiers, who overwhelmed him and tried to see the Deities. At that very moment, a blinding flash of light bolted from the palanquin, as powerful as thunder, and blasting them away, scorched the eyes of the soldiers. Screaming out, “Oh God!” they all fled in terror. When Mathuradasa later narrated the whole episode to Pisi Ma, she said, “Now my boys are able to take care of Themselves. I’m very happy to know this. Now I have no anxiety.” Pisima thus passed many years, serving Gaur-Nitai faithfully. Even when she was 100 years old, she continued to take three baths daily in the sacred Yamuna and personally performed Gaur-Nitai’s seva herself. But gradually this became impossible for her to continue and so she entrusted the seva-puja to Gopeshwar Goswami, a devotee in the family line of Lord Nityananda. He was a staunch bhakta but wasn’t very experienced in Deity seva. Thus he happened to bathe Gaur-Nitai in cool water once, at the beginning of the cold season. They caught a cold and Their noses began to drip. But Gopeshwar Goswami didn’t even notice this. Pisima mostly stayed on the second floor – she could not easily negotiate the stairs anymore. But in temple, the Deities were sad because Pisima wasn’t there anymore to pamper Them with her maternal attentions. Somehow Pisima perceived this. She came down one day and saw that Gaur-Nitai’s eyes were red and Their noses were dripping. Going near Them, she felt that They were hot. She could not bear this. She wiped Their noses with the edge of her sari and called for Gopeshwar Goswami. Crying, she said in disbelief, “How could you do this? Bathing Them in cold water, you’ve now made Them sick! See how Their noses are running!” She wiped Their noses and showed it to him. Gopeshwar didn’t believe it and he told her so. Pisima fairly bristled with anger. She indignantly held the other end of her sari to Gaur’s nose and then thrust it into his face, saying, “Gaur’s snot!” Just then, Gaur’s nose began to drip again. This filled the temple with an unprecedented, divine fragrance from beyond this world. Astonished and full of remorse, Gopeshwar fell at Pisima’s feet and begged forgiveness. When she was 103, Pisima mentioned to Gopeshwar Goswami that she would someday leave her body. On that very day, in good health, while sitting before Gaur-Nitai, beholding Their beautiful moonlike faces and chanting Their names, she gave up her earthly body and entered the eternal pastimes of the Lord. Shri Gopeshwar Goswami Prabhu and Shrimati Pisima’s Gaur-Nitai During Pisima’s presence, everyone was afraid of inciting her wrath. Everything had to go according to her desire. If anything at all went against her wishes, she would become enraged and no shortcoming could withstand the face of her display of anger. Ten lamps used to be lit above the temple doorway. On the Kojgara-purnima day, Gaur-Nitai used to enjoy Themselves on the veranda. One day it was Kojgara-purnima. After the evening arati, Gopeshwar Prabhu had gone out somewhere, extinguishing the ten lamps, since their oil was expensive. That day Gaur-Nitai were not even taken out onto the veranda. In the temple, only one flame was burning, in a large brass ghee lamp. Pisima was seated on the veranda chanting Hare Krishna. All at once there was a loud sound. The temple was then engulfed in darkness. Gaur had lifted up the lamp and thrown it into a corner of the mandira. It took no time for Pisima to understand the anger of Gaur. Upon Gopeshwar’s return, she said, “Gopeshwar! You didn’t take Gaur-Nitai out on the veranda today. You also put out the ten lamps. Just see – for this reason Gaur in His anger threw His lamp and sits in the darkness. Why do you act like this?” Pisima’s order to Gopeshwar Goswami was not to give prasada to anyone before having taken their donation. One day, someone placed two annas before the Deity and requested prasada. Gopeshwar Goswami neglected Pisima’s order, or perhaps he didn’t notice the donation, but he gave prasada to that person. This time too, Pisima was sitting on the veranda chanting japa. She saw that a candana-grinding stone came barreling out from within the mandira, as if someone had very forcefully thrown it. Dashing and knocking against the sides of the veranda, it went into an adjoining room and struck a large pot filled with grains of rice. The pot was shattered, the rice scattered. Calling Gopeshwar prabhu, Pisima said, “See Gaur’s two-anna’s worth of anger? He broke my big pot and scattered all the rice. Why do you do things that make Him so angry?” After this incident, Gopeshwar prabhu became more careful in Gaur-Nitai’s seva. Once, after the disappearance of Goswamini Pisima, Gopeshwar Prabhu became dreadfully ill with smallpox and was bedridden for a month. He eventually lost the power to speak and then even fell into a coma. It seemed as if he would die but even in that condition he was able to render service to Shri Shri Gaur-Nitai internally. Late one night he saw that a fearsome raksasi was trying to take him away but just at that time Pisima Goswamini and Gaur-Nitai came to his bedside and the raksasi disappeared. The greatly merciful Nitai stroked Gopeshwar’s limbs with His transcendental hand and said, “Dada (uncle), if you remain so listless, who will give us anything to eat? Get up! We’re very hungry.” Shortly thereafter, Gopeshwar Prabhu regained consciousness and coughed up a great deal of phlegm. Sitting up in bed, it then seemed that there was no more disease in his body. Shrila Gopeshwar prabhu was a brahmacari from his childhood. He always used to tour holy places before coming to the service of Shri Shri Gaur-Nitai. It was against his nature to be bound to one place. Therefore he initially hadn’t wanted to accept the service of Gaur-Nitai. But, being helpless, in the face of Pisima’s strong insistence, as well as Gaur-Nitai’s desire, he had to accept the seva. He would personally do all of the cooking, offer all of the bhogas, all of the aratis, all of the Shringaras, sing the kirtanas, even up to scrubbing the Thakuraji’s pots, and all the other services as well. Sometimes, becoming fatigued after this work, he would even abusively swear at Shri Shri Gaur-Nitai. Some time after Pisi ma’s disappearance, one day Gopeshwar Prabhu considered, “What is the gain from all of this seva that I have done? So many days I have spent doing puja, but nothing has happened. If I go to do bhajana in seclusion, something would happen.” Thinking in this way, he entrusted the seva to another person and went to Kusuma Sarovara with the intent of doing his own bhajana. At midnight on the third day, while doing his bhajana seated beneath a bakula tree on the bank of the sarovara, he saw a transcendental vision – it seemed as if Nitai and Gaur were coming to him. Arriving there, They stood before him and said, “Dada! Today, for three days we haven’t had any food or water – chalo!” Clearly Gopeshwar prabhu’s bhajana was finished. So he left. One mahatma at Govardhana saw him on the way and said, “Ah, Gopeshwar! Now you’ve come – last night in a dream Nitai-Gaur said to me that They haven’t eaten anything in three days! Listen, bhai, go to Vrindavan -do Their seva and make Them happy.” Gopeshwar prabhu thought, “Accha, now these Two are going all over the place slandering me!” His mind filling with indignation, he said to the mahatma, “I will not go to Vrindavan; I’ll do bhajana right here!” The mahatma told him to take prasada and get a little rest. A little later, when his anger had subsided, he was contrite and agreed to go to Vrindavan. As he arrived in the village of Datiya, it was dusk, and it began to rain very hard. With the intention of waiting out the evening there, he stayed in the house of a Vrajavasi. Meanwhile in Vrindavan Gaur-Nitai were anxiously awaiting his arrival. Each and every second was a great burden for Them. As soon as it was morning, one tanga-wala (horse cart man) who had been searching everywhere for Gopeshwar Goswami, arrived at the house of the Vrajavasi. He said, “Where is Gopeshwar Goswami? I’m here to take him to Vrindavan. I was ordered to do so in a dream.” Climbing onto the tanga, Gopeshwar prabhu went to Vrindavan. As soon as he arrived in the doorway of the temple, he perceived a terrible odor. He asked the pujari, “What’s this smell?” The pujari answered, “I don’t know; for three days I haven’t even been able to go into the temple on account of the stench.” Gopeshwar prabhu went into the temple and investigating every direction, saw that a rat had died on top of the Deities’ mosquito net. He then cleansed the temple and washing and wiping everything, he started the seva again. Gopeshwar Goswami was a staunch devotee of Lord Chaitanya but he aspired to worship the Lord in sakhya-rasa. During the time of Pisima Goswamini, Nitai-Gaur had the forms of children, in accordance with her maternal devotion (vatsalya-rasa). The core of his heart wasn’t fully satisfied in the service of Bala-Gaur and Bala-Nitai. As soon as Gopeshwar Goswami prabhu assumed the seva, an extraordinary thing happened. According to some, Gopeshwar Goswami had incessantly prayed to Nitai-Gaur, and as a result of his supplications, They gradually began to grow, such that within a few years, They assumed Their present form as full-fledged youths. But others say that when Gopeshwar once told Pisima that he wouldn’t be able to worship such small Deities with complete love, she then went to the temple with him and lifting both brother’s chins, raised Them up to Their current dimensions. Whatever happened, those who had seen Them in both conditions attested that the two Deities were previously smaller.
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