My life with Lord Krishna

I desire to be with Krishna. I desire to be the reason of happiness for Krishna. I desire to make this world a beautiful place for Krishna. I desire to get free from ‘I’ ‘Me’ 'Mine’ for Krishna. I desire to be truthful, loyal and selfless for Krishna. I desire to lessen the pain of living beings for Krishna. I desire to follow as well as break the rules for Krishna. I desire to completely surrender to Krishna. I desire to chant the Holy name of Krishna. I desire to explore this universe with Krishna. I desire to do what Krishna wants me to do. I desire to distribute the love of Krishna. I desire to have strength and patience to improve myself for Krishna. I desire to paint, write, cook, sing and dance for Krishna. I desire to look beautiful for Krishna. I desire to feel sacredness of Krishna and every soul that I am surrounded by. I desire to surprise Krishna and myself by loving Him beyond my imagination. I desire everyone to be with K

Krishna was always in front of me but I closed my eyes so tightly that I couldn't realize my eternal relationship with Him. I am thankful to my parents because watching them serving God was very helpful in developing my relationship with God. They are devotees of Lord Shiva. I imitated them without knowing what it means to serve God. For years I served Lord Shiva. I was dedicated and loved visiting temple in the morning before going to school and college. But Krishna was nowhere near me.  Still I circumambulated Govardhan Hill for the first time when I was 10, without knowing its significance. But I enjoyed it and I was very happy. I was proud to complete it..hehe..I know it was childish.. Again I circumambulated it when I was 16-17. This time I tried to know more about Krishna but just out of curiosity. I was not interested in becoming His devotee. When I was in my final year of college I started blaming God for my sufferings. I stopped visiting temple. Almost for a year

My love is not fake Krishna,   But it’s not as true as Yours.. I am lacking in so many ways,  Like a child lacks in words.. My gestures are not always soft, But my love is tender like Your heart.. I am lost in darkness of my time, Where Your love is only ray of hope.. A tear drops down to touch Your feet, Only to get free from impurity of my birth.. Imprisoned by dark fleshes of bright souls, Enduring all to born again in Your arms..