1 verses · ~1 min
मत डारो पिचकारी। मैं सगरी भिजगई सारी॥ध्रु०॥ जीन डारे सो सनमुख रहायो। नहीं तो मैं देउंगी गारी॥ मत०॥१॥ भर पिचकरी मेरे मुखपर डारी। भीजगई तन सारी॥ मत०॥२॥ लाल गुलाल उडावन लागे। मैं तो मनमें बिचारी॥ मत०॥३॥मीरा कहे प्रभु गिरिधर नागर। चरनकमल बलहारी॥ मत०॥४॥
इति
The Poet
मीराबाई
Mirabai
1498 · 1546
In the vast tradition of Indian devotional literature, Mirabai stands as an absolute force of fearless independence. Born around 1498 into a royal Rajput family in Rajasthan, she rejected every expectation placed upon a woman of her aristocratic stature. Following the death of her husband, she refused to commit Sati, refused to mourn according to courtly protocol, and instead declared herself eternally married to Lord Krishna. Her entire life became an act of spiritual rebellion against feudal patriarchy. She left the palace, mingled with the lower castes, accepted the leather-worker Ravidas as her guru, and composed ecstatic, deeply personal poetry (bhajans) that mapped the fierce agony and joy of divine love. According to enduring historical memory, she survived multiple assassination attempts by her furious in-laws before leaving Mewar entirely. Five centuries later, her voice remains universally alive. Her songs are sung in temples, villages, and classical concerts across the subcontinent. She did not merely write Bhakti poetry; she weaponized devotion to achieve total personal liberation.
Paired Painting
Krishna and Gopis Celebrating Holi
This exquisite masterpiece captures the eternal joy of Holi, the festival of love and divine play, as Lord Krishna engages in playful jubilation with the devoted gopis of Braj. Streams of brilliant orange gulal arc gracefully through the air, creating a breathtaking symphony of color against the serene landscape. Krishna stands radiant with his celestial blue complexion, surrounded by devoted companions holding drums, cymbals, and vessels filled with vibrant pigments. The painting evokes a profound sense of devotion and divine ecstasy, transporting the viewer directly into the heart of eternal spring celebrations.
Open the viewer →