#balarama

[stxrrynxghts]

Krishna: *elopes with Rukmini*

Subhadra: *elopes with Arjun*

Balarama: be a big brother, they said. It will be fun, they said.

#mahabharat #mahabharata #arjun #hindu mythology #subhadra #krishna #balarama #incorrect mahabharat quotes #mahabharat memes

[ritish16]

Sri Krishna and Balarama

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[h0bg0blin-meat]

Krishna: *in bed* Is drinking milk without turmeric un"haldi"?

Balaram: *yeets him off the bed*

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[krishnaart]

☀ ✨ SHRI NITYANANDA PRABHU ✨ ☀

#krishna #prabhupada #radha krishna #mahaprabhu #nityananda #nitai #balarama #rama #harekrishna

[sambhavami]

Happy Rath Yatra! 💛🩷💙

#jagannath #balarama #subhadra #rath yatra #digital art #hindu mythology #krishna #art #original artwork #digital painting #desi tumblr

[mitraavarunaa]

i never see this discussed, but i do really wonder about what rohini (balarama's mother, not chandra's wife) must have thought of vrindavan!krishna versus dwaraka!krishna. what would she say, what did she see? is it a sharp dissonance; or is he the same - does a man change so much between being smeared in stolen butter and being adorned with silk and gold and power? is it not just what all parents see when their children grow up? is it really so different, was he really so different to her?

i know at least balarama thought krishna was that different (see episode syamantak + episode duryodhan's death) from who he knew and that's...understandable, he was a child too, a child who played with another, then they both grew up. but how did it look from an adult's perspective?

because if rohini too thought that krishna really was that different... you understand, right, that rohini was krishna's only other remaining link to his childhood? could she ever love adult krishna the way she did little krishna, if she thought the same? adult krishna must have faded in colour to the mother in her with that godlike distance and impersonal cheer, then.

did anyone ever see that child krishna had buried deep under the muck of aryavarti politics since he left vrindavana behind?

how do modern writers ever censure krishna for never having visited vrindavana like balarama did? what could he have done, if they saw the child in him buried and silent and nigh dead? that would rob him of his childhood in full

#mahabharata #krishna #bhagavatam #ok that went away from me #mum of tangents hello again #rohini #balarama #yadava shit

[euph0synee]

How i think Mahabharat ppl text Pt.1 :

➪ KRISHNA

- sends most random texts at most random times

- wants u to reply fast

- doesn't replies fast himself tho

- sends selfies of himself with demons he beat up with a proud smile

- uses so many emojis unironically

Krishna : hey do u think mermaids exists?

y/n : ?? idk u tell me U r the god NOT ME ??

Krishna : why would i tell u if mermaids existed? ur prolly gonna eat them u non-vegetarian bitch !!

y/n : send me another text and see how fast i block ur ass.

➪ BALARAM

- serious texter

- uses punctuation

- one word replies and at most he'll send a sentence that's it

- leaves u on seen

- can't take emojis seriously at all and thinks they're exaggerated and stupid

y/n : hey !! how r u?

balaram : alright.

y/n : oh...

(seen)

➪ SUBHADRA

- sends cat memes

- replies fast

- literally the cutest texter using all those Koamojis

- never leaves anyone on seen

- always texting to check up on her friends

Subhadra : hi y/n ^^

y/n : hi subhadra !!

Subhadra : hru? just checking in~

y/n : I'm ok how about u?

Subhadra : I'm so good !!

➪ DRAUPADI

- texts only when she feels like it

- only replies to Arjuna and leaves everyone else on delivered

- always compliments her friends when texting

- always takes screenshots of convos in case she need them in future 💀

- doesn't has anyone's number saved except for krishna (he saved it on her phone bc he knew she wouldn't)

Draupadi : hey Arya, can u take the trash out of my room pls? (trash = duryodhan)

y/n : girl 💀 do u not even have ur husband's number saved?

Draupadi : who r u?

y/n : it's y/n 😭

Draupadi : oh. ok can u take the trash out? (trash = duryodhan)

➪ ARJUNA

- will literally ghost u

- replies fast when he does but then disappears for days, months even years

- would text a "lol i died" when he comes back again

- doesn't ghost krishna (bc krishna prolly shows up in his dreams chasing him down if he ghosts him)

- always has atleast 1000+ unread texts

y/n : can u send me the pictures pls?

Arjuna : ok hold on

thousands years later

Arjuna : hey srry i died !!

y/n : it's ok so did my grandma.

Arjuna : ?? what??

y/n : boy my grandma y/n has been dead for past 20 years !! ur too late.

Arjuna : damn 💀 rip tho ig

//lol i enjoyed making this. comment if u want part 2 too and send in request if u want any specific headcannons or fanfics lol !!

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[lorcandidlucienwill]

Ok ok I'm definitely reaching here but the Eris and Lucien thing reminds me of Krishna-Balarama. For those of you who don't know, in Hindu stories, Krishna is an avatar of the god Vishnu. On his father Vasudeva's wedding day, his wife's cousin, who was a wicked man, was driving their chariot when a voice from the heavens declared that the 8th son of his cousin would kill him. So, Kamsa (the wicked man's name) immediately tried to kill her but Vasudeva stopped him. He promised to give each of his and Devaki's children to Kamsa as soon as they were born. It wasn't enough for Kamsa, who eventually imprisoned his cousin and her husband and killed each one of their children until the 7th (!!!) son. The 7th son was Balarama (Vishnu's snake reborn on earth), and the goddess of illusion transferred Devaki's child to another while she entered Vasudeva's friend's womb. Then at last the 8th child was born and it was obviously Krishna. Through miracle after miracle by the gods, Vasudeva was able to sneak Krishna out of the prison and switch him with the child who was the goddess of illusion incarnate before coming back. Even though the child turned out to be a girl, Kamsa did not spare her and the goddess of illusion warned him that the child who would slay him still lives. Kamsa finally lets them go. Krishna grows up as a cowherd in the villages before he eventually returns home with his brother Balarama and together they slay Kamsa and all his cronies. I mean...all of the Vanserra brothers are essentially brainwashed by Beron except Eris and Lucien, the last child. And Balarama and Krishna are also half-brothers like Eris and Lucien. And Lucien was also driven from his home and forced to live elsewhere. So if they work together to kill Beron, that's their Kamsa. Not to mention if we're going with the Eris is Balarama thing, ERIS IS CALLED A SNAKE!!! BALARAMA IS LITERALLY A SNAKE INCARNATE!! The similarities might be entirely coincidental, but I'm starting to realize why I feel like Lucien is so legendary.

#lucien vanserra #eris vanserra #hinduism #krishna #balarama

[harinishivaa]

Saundarya: Seraphic Oneness (Trailer + Aesthetics)

This is a modern AU on NagnajitiKrishna, along with RevathiBalarama and UlupiArjuna.

*****

Manohar Vasudev

Kamalaa Srivatsan Iyengar

Trailer:

Manohar could feel something ancient awaken in His veins, something primal, beyond the human body, something intimately connected with the Soul, and for that moment, He felt the same from Her too, if Her parted pink lips and the widening of Her neelotpala eyes meant what He thought they did; surprise and knowing, a reflection of His own mixed emotions.

He was unsure what to think; He did not even know what He felt.

But He knew He was overwhelmed, that He felt too many things- who was She? Why did She awaken in Him something He had not felt before?

She was imprinted in Him. He rolled down His window, just to get a clearer look at Her, and it was exactly then that the traffic started to move slowly. He sighed, looking at Her as if to say sorry, before slowly driving away, watching Her for as long as He could, Her eyes never leaving Him either.

'Shankara, bless me so that She and I will meet again, and soon!'

****

Kamalaa could not forget those delightful dark brown eyes, like the soil of the rich earth, that had read her Soul that day. She even remembered those beautiful molten gold specks that danced all over His eyes, even from the distance, amidst heavy rain. The cold She had gotten due to dancing in the rain did not bother Her, but not knowing the identity of the man with the captivating eyes bothered Her.

She wanted to meet Him, get to know Him. Something about Him- it told Her clearly that He was the One.

The One She had always dreamt of.

Somehow, She just knew.

**************

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#krishna being krishna #krishna #krishnablr #nagnajiti #balarama #revathi #arjuna #ulupi #desi culture #desiblr #writing sanatana #sanatana dharma #stories of sanatana

[jukti-torko-golpo]

Rath Yatra

This day almost always comes with a bit of rain, a flood of memories from my childhood.....The nakuldana and batasha prasad, decorating the ratha and rather mela....and the beginning of the anticipation for Durga Pujo as Kumartuli artisans start building the frameworks of the Durga idols.

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#original post #moodboard #aesthetic #hindu mythology #krishna #desi tag #bangla tag #rath yatra #odisha #orissa #jagannath #balarama #subhadra #vishnu #puri jagannadh #kolkata #india #festivals #indian festival #hinduism #hindu gods #hindu goddess #food tw #durga pujo #goddess durga #monsoon #nostalgia

[arjuna-vallabha]

Krishna and Balaram with Yashoda by Raja Ravi Varma

#Krishna #Balarama #Yashoda #vaishnavism #hindu art

[stxrrynxghts]

Pets

Krishna

Cows

Also cows

Cows and cows and cows---

Balarama

*side eye* it is well, a snake.

And some other reptiles

"DAU WHAT IS AN ANACONDA DOING IN YOUR ROOM"

Draupadi

Kween has different tastes.

Dragon. It is a dragon.

And cats. And parrots.

Bhima

Tiny birdies 🥺

Also some monkeys

And yep, a cat again

Yudhishthira

Dogs

Arjun

Cowsssss #brogoals

HORSE. WHITE HORSE unicorn, maybe?

ELEPHANT

Nakul

Owns a zoo.

Sahadev

Owls.

Detests other animals with a burning passion.

Subhadra

"omg, Didi, I want a parrot too!!"

Has turtles and fluffy puppies and birds

Adopts every single stray she comes across

Abhimanyu

HORSEYYYYYY

Lion cub because he likes cuties uwu

Owns a pet eagle

Uttara

A baby elephant uwu

Would own pandas if they were Indian has bears too

Doves 🕊 🕊 🕊 🕊 and deers and calves

#mahabharat #mahabharata #abhimanyu #uttara #hindu mythology #arjun #subhadra #krishna #draupadi #yudhishthira #bhima #nakul #sahadeva #balarama

[hariholiness]

Sri Sri Krishna Balaram at Vrindavan.

#balram #krishna #iskcon #iskcontemple #harekrishna #krishnabalaram #hariholiness #vrindavan #uttarpradesh #balramkrishna #balarama

[h0bg0blin-meat]

Krishna: I love you.

Rukmini: I love you more.

Krishna: *pulls out a +2*

Rukmini: *pulls out a +4*

Krishna: *pulls out an UNO reverse*

Balaram: *rubbing his temple*

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[krishnaart]

☀ SHRI BALARAMA ☀

"May Lord Balarama, who is the best of the Vrsnis, always protect me at sunrise. May Lord Balarama, who is the king of Mathura’ City, always protect me in the morning. May Lord Balarama, who is the friend of the gopas, always protect me at midday. May Lord Balarama, who is supremely independent, always protect me in the afternoon."~Balabhadra Stotra Kavaca

#gopal #govinda #krishna #balarama

[sambhavami]

The Lost Flute - Part 1 (An Open Door)

Balarama's chariot kicked up the dust on the rustic road as it rustled past the sun-soaked fields and bristling bushes of Mathura's countryside. The sun was already about to kiss the horizon. His arms were wrapped around the half-asleep young girl beside him. She had covered her mouth with the end of her dress, her head resting on Balarama's shoulders. This journey had been long overdue, but it was finally drawing to a close.

"Can I ask you a question, Rama?" The girl asked quietly.

"You know you don't need my permission, Subhadre." Balarama smiled down at her.

Subhadra laughed quietly, "Rama, I've always heard how great of a flautist Kanha is, but I've never seen him play. He always makes excuses when I ask. Did he not enjoy playing the flute?"

Balarama shifted slightly in his seat, "Who told you that? He and that flute used to be inseparable. We wouldn't be able to pry it from his sleeping hands!" He chuckled at the memory.

"So why doesn't he play now?" Subhadra asked.

"I don't know Bhadre, maybe he's just too busy to be indulging in a hobby right now."

"Is that why he didn't come with us today?"

"Probably." Balarama sighed.

Suddenly, he sat up in his seat, "Look, there's our Vrindavan! Do you see those stone houses across the horizon? That's the village! And to the west, those are the pastures. From sunrise to sunset, that is where we lived! Nand-baba used to teach us every day- in the morning follow the sun but when he sets, you turn and run! I must tell you the stories about the times we got lost in the forests and nearly forgot that little poem!"

Balarama stood up from the cushioned seat of the chariot and started waving frantically at a man across the field, "Hey Madhu, MADHU!" He jumped down from the slowing chariot and ran towards him. Soon, a crowd gathered around them. A few boys ran back to the village to announce their arrival. The farmers and the gopas stood with folded hands as Balarama went around inquiring about their lives. 

As some villagers approached them carrying on torched, Balarama turned to Subhadra with a broad smile, "Come on then! We can walk the rest of the way!"

Balarama stopped and turned as the torchbearers fell a few steps behind. Subhadra was approaching him with her bejewelled skirt held high as she trod carefully on the muddy, uneven road as five villagers attempted to light the way as best they could. He laughed, "I probably should have told you to wear a lighter dress!"

"Well," Subhadra raised an eyebrow, "You did say I was going to meet two of the most important people of your life. You can't fault me for trying to impress!" Though her tone was soaked in sarcasm, she smiled warmly.

Balarama smiled back as he took a torch from one of the villagers, "Come on, walk with me!" He said as he put an arm around her.

---

Standing at the gates of the stone villa, Balarama looked around. There was no one standing to welcome them. There were no extra lights lit or flower garlands hung. "That's strange," he said, almost to himself, "Are they not home? But the others would've told us if they weren't!"

He walked up the stairs leading up to the heavy, wooden gate. The door was unlocked. As usual, he thought. He walked into the sprawling courtyard, Subhadra trailing along awkwardly. In the inner sanctum under the archway, stood a dark figure. Balrama smiled as he saw the man.

"Grand gestures are for strangers, my son can walk right in."

Balarama dashed to embrace the man, both of them tearing up slightly. Balarama turned and beckoned his sister, "Subhadra, meet him. He is our Nand-baba, and Baba, this is my Bhadra, our little sister!"

Subhadra smiled politely and went to touch his feet, utterly unaware of the fact that Nand had gone white as a sheet. Balarama, noticing immediately, quickly ushered his sister to the guestroom.

Balarama walked out to the courtyard to find Nand pouring some soma juice into two large chalices. He sat down beside the old man, "I probably should have told you I was bringing her."

"Yes, you should have." Nand turned away.

"Come on, Baba, you can't lie to me." Balarama took a sip from one of the cups, "It was a tough call you made. There was always going to be only one: either Kanha or her. I have lain awake several nights pondering what I would have done in your position. Before it was so simple- save the saviour, but ever since our Shashi came to us, I cannot make a decision! I love Kanha, but I do not think I would have been able to give up my Shashi, even if it was his life on the line!"

Nand sighed, "I do not care how brave people say I was. Do not tell me how Kamsa was the one who killed her. I sent her to him! I made that decision, to end one life for another. There is blood on my hands that will never be washed away."

"Subhadra is innocent in this. How is it fair to punish her?"

"I am not punishing her. Haven't you heard the rumours? They say she is her, reborn! How can I look in those eyes after what I've done?"

Balarama refilled Nand's chalice, "I get it, Baba, but the rumours are baseless. She is her own person. She doesn't deserve to be seen as someone she is not. Also, is it fair to replace her? She who gave herself to give us victory, in more ways than one! She gave us Kanha! Is it so easy to replace her sacrifice with another child? Subhadra deserves a chance to have you in her life in the same way as we have! Besides, where's Yashoda-maa, does she not want to see us?"

---

Yashoda had concealed herself in her chambers when the boys had brought news of their arrival.

Krishna had not come with them.

An overwhelming emptiness had suddenly engulfed her. She had watched Balarama walk in from the window in her bed-chamber. He had come up to talk to her after dinner but she had locked the door. After knocking for a few minutes, he had left thinking she was asleep. The truth was that she had stayed awake all night, pacing up and down the room. Up until then, everything had seemed surreal.

There had been a faint hope that Krishna would return, and then everything would go back to normal. Seeing Balarama walk in with their new sister, without Krishna, had suddenly made everything so very real. It felt to Yashoda like the invisible wall between her and Krishna was finally cemented.

---

As the sun rose, Yashoda straightened her mostly undisturbed bed and went out to face her bland, ordinary day. Outside, she found the young princess standing in the centre of the corridor. Her hair was tied back neatly in a tight braid, and she wore bright yellow apparel. In the darkness of the night, Yashoda had not realized how much her face resembled Balarama. However, her mannerisms reminded Yashoda of Kanha. She stood upright in a regal fashion, but her eyes were lowered in deference.

"May I know who you are?" Yashoda asked, although in her mind she already had guessed.

The girl looked up, "I am Princess Subhadra, daughter of the great Prince Vasudeva and the pious Princess Rohini of Mathura, granddaughter of the illustrious King Ugrasena of the renowned family of Yadavas, ruler of the kingdoms of Mathura and Dwarika, niece of the distinguished Lord Nanda, ruler of Gokula and Vrindavana, and sister to the unparalleled warriors- Prince Balarama, viceroy of Mathura and Prince Krishna, viceroy of Dwarika."

Subhadra's words seemed like a twisting knife lodged in Yashoda's heart. The one this girl spoke of, is Devaki's Krishna, not Yashoda's! Still, the girl is innocent, she thought and forced herself to smile once more. Clearly, the girl had been taught to parrot off her titles from a young age.

She smiled at the girl, "Well, I am Lady Yashoda, Consort to the Lord of the realms of Gokula and Vrindavana, Mistress of the household you currently grace, and maiya to anyone who's interested."

Subhadra's eyes lit up immediately. Dropping the regal demeanour, she sighed with relief, "I hate having to do that, maiya! Rama makes me practice that all the time! He says how we conduct ourselves should always reflect the standing of our illustrious family!"

Yasoda laughed, "Yes, he does find happiness in perfection. I see no reason why he shouldn't inculcate the same values in his sister!"

#krishna #hindu mythology #balarama #fanfic #original writing #india #subhadra #vrindavan #mahabharata #the lost flute