Krishna and the Gopis - A Playful Tale from Vrindavan

One Fine Morning by the River

One sunny morning, a group of gopis decided to go for a bath in the Yamuna River. It was a regular ritual for them-they'd sing, laugh, and bathe together before heading back home. Krishna, who was nearby with his friends, noticed them heading toward the river. A cheeky idea popped into his head, and as expected, mischief was just around the corner.

"Let's have some fun," Krishna whispered to his friends. They quietly followed the gopis from a distance and hid behind the trees near the riverbank.

Once the gopis stepped into the water and began splashing around playfully, Krishna and his gang tiptoed toward the spot where the girls had left their clothes. Giggling softly, they gathered the clothes and climbed up a nearby tree, hanging them across its branches.

The Gopis Get a Surprise

A little while later, when the gopis finished bathing and walked back to the shore, they were shocked to find their clothes missing. They looked around in confusion and panic-until they heard familiar laughter echoing from above.

Looking up, they saw Krishna and his friends perched on the tree, grinning from ear to ear. The gopis were embarrassed, angry, and flustered all at once. "Krishna, give us our clothes right now!" they shouted. But Krishna only teased them more, laughing and making silly faces.

The gopis tried to reason with him, pleaded, and even scolded him. But Krishna wouldn't give in so easily. "First promise me you'll never forget me," he joked. "Then I'll think about it!"

A Prank Ends with Smiles

After a while, Krishna's heart softened. He had had his fun and didn't want to trouble them anymore. He slowly dropped the clothes down from the tree. The gopis, although annoyed, couldn't help but smile at the prank. Deep down, they knew Krishna's mischief was harmless-and somehow filled with love.

This little episode became one of many cherished memories from Krishna's childhood-full of innocence, laughter, and that unmistakable charm only Krishna had.

And so, the flute played on, the cows grazed, and Vrindavan stayed alive with stories that would be told for generations to come.

Lord Krishna playfully holding the clothes and the gopis plead with him to return their garments