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Beditme baby Krishna figure.
At sunrise, the loud sounds from all the churning pots rose to the heavens. Mother Yasoda’s dark, curly tresses were tied back with a cord and the line of vermillion on her hair part shone attractively. She wore a few ornaments and a multi-colored dress. Her complexion was dark like a blue lotus and her eyes filled with tears as she gazed at Govinda’s face.
“Mother Yasoda leaned on the bed with her left hand and gently stroked Krishna’s body with her right. Yasoda sprinkled the bed with tears of joy and the milk trickling from her breasts. Yasoda said ‘O Lala! Quickly wake up and show me Your Lotus face!’ Yasoda further said ‘O dear boy! Get up now; the night has ended. Just see the beauty of the rising sun. Your young servants are standing here waiting to expertly attend to You. O son! Your pet parrot, Manjuvak, whom You fed with Your own hand, sits blissfully in his golden cage. Intent on waking You up, he affectionately sings ‘jaya, jaya’. Your laziness comes from oversleeping. Therefore give up Your sleep and rise!” —
Yasoda gently rubbed Krishna’s body for a short time and hugged Him. The sound of His mother’s sweet voice and her affectionate touch inspired Krishna to rise. He thought for a moment, stretched His limbs, and yawned. Mother Yadoda said ‘O child, get up now and let me wash Your face. Now Krishna actually sat up, clenched His fists and raised His arms into the air. Krishna rubbed His body and yawned, showing His sparkling teeth. Then He rose from bed.
–Srila Visvanatha Cakravaki Thakur
