Bhuliya Tomare
Dainya Song 1
bhuliyā
tomāre, saṁsāre āsiyā, peye nānā-vidha byathā tomāra caraṇe, āsiyāchi āmi, bolibo duḥkhera kathā
I forsook You, O Lord, and came to this world of pain and sorrow. Now I submit my tale of woe at Your lotus feet.
jananī
jaṭhare, chilāma jakhona, biṣama bandhana-pāśe eka-bāra prabhu! dekhā diyā more, vañcile e dīna dāse
While still in the unbearable fetters of my mother's womb, I saw You before me You revealed Yourself but briefly and then abandoned this poor servant of Yours.
takhona
bhāvinu, janama pāiyā, koribo bhajana tava janama hoilo, paḍi' māyā-jāle, nā hoilo jñāna-lava
At that moment I swore to worship You after taking birth; but birth came, and with it the network of worldly illusion which robbed me of all good sense.
ādarera
chele, sva-janera kole, hāsiyā kāṭānu kāla janaka jananī-snehete bhuliyā, saṁsāra lāgilo bhālo
As a fondled son in the lap of relatives, I passed my time smiling and laughing. My parents' affection helped me to forget the pangs of birth, and I thought the world was very nice.
krame
dina dina, bālaka hoiyā, bhelinu bālaka-saha āra kichu dine, jnāna upajilo, pāṭha poḍi ahar-ahaḥ
Day by day I grew and soon began playing with other boys. Shortly my powers of understanding emerged. I read and studied my lessons incessantly.
vidyāra
gaurave, bhrami' deśe deśe, dhana uparjana kori sva-jana pālana, kori eka-mane, bhulinu tomāre, hari!
Travelling from place to place, proud of my education, I grew wealthy and maintained my family with undivided attention. O Lord Hari, I forgot You!
bārdhakye
ekhona, bhakativinoda, kāṇdiyā kātara ati nā bhajiyā tore, dina bṛthā gelo, ekhona ki habe gati?
Now in old age, Bhaktivinoda is sad. He weeps. I failed to worship You, O Lord, and instead passed my life in vain. What will be my fate now?
Translation
I forsook You, O Lord, and came to this world of pain and sorrow. Now I submit my tale of woe at Your lotus feet.
While still in the unbearable fetters of my mother's womb, I saw You before me You revealed Yourself but briefly and then abandoned this poor servant of Yours.
At that moment I swore to worship You after taking birth; but birth came, and with it the network of worldly illusion which robbed me of all good sense.
As a fondled son in the lap of relatives, I passed my time smiling and laughing. My parents' affection helped me to forget the pangs of birth, and I thought the world was very nice.
Day by day I grew and soon began playing with other boys. Shortly my powers of understanding emerged. I read and studied my lessons incessantly.
Travelling from place to place, proud of my education, I grew wealthy and maintained my family with undivided attention. O Lord Hari, I forgot You!
Now in old age, Bhaktivinoda is sad. He weeps. I failed to worship You, O Lord, and instead passed my life in vain. What will be my fate now?
Prabhupada commentary
This is a song sung by Bhaktivinode Ṭhākura as the surrendering process. We have heard so much about surrender. So here are some of the songs how one can make surrender. So Bhaktivinode Ṭhākura says that bhuliyā tomāre, saṁsāre āsiyā, “My dear Lord, I have come to this material world by forgetting Lords. And since I have come here, I have suffered so many troubles since long, long time through different species of life. So, therefore, I have come to surrender unto You and submit unto You the story of my sufferings. First thing is that I had to live within the womb of my mother.”
Jananī jaṭhare, chilāma jakhona. “When I was there, compact, packed up in an airtight bag, hands and legs, I was staying within the womb of my mother. At that time, I had a glimpse of You. After that time, I could not see You. At that time I could see You, a glimpse. At that time I thought,” takhona bhāvinu, janama pāiyā, “I thought that this time when I get out of this womb, I shall surely engage cent per cent in the service of the Lord, worshiping the Lord. No more this repetition of birth and death, is so troublesome.
Now I shall engage, this birth I shall engage myself simply on devotional service to get out of this māyā. But unfortunately, exactly after my birth,” janama hoilo, paḍi’ māyā-jāle, nā hoilo jñāna-lava, “as soon as I got out of the womb, immediately māyā, the illusory energy, captured me and I forgot that I was in such precarious condition, and I was crying and praying to the Lord that this time I shall get out and engage myself in devotional service. But all these senses were lost as soon as I took my birth.” Then the next stage is ādarera chele, sva-janera kole. “Then I become a very pet child and everyone is taking me on the lap, and I thought, ’Life is very nice, everyone loves me.’ Then I thought, ’This material life is very good.’”
Ādarera chele, sva-janera kole, hāsiyā kāṭānu kāla. “Because there is no trouble. As soon as I am in little difficulty, everyone comes forward to give me relief. So I thought my life will go on like this. So I simply wasted my time simply by smiling, and that smiling became attractive to my relatives and they patted me. I thought, ’This is the life.’” Janaki...janaka jananī-snehete bhuliyā, saṁsāra lāgilo. “At that time, a great deal of affection of parents. So I thought material life is very nice.”
Krame dina dina, bālaka hoiyā, khelinu bālaka-saha. “Then gradually I grew up and I began to play with my childhood friends, and it was very nice life. And after some days, when I was little intelligent, then I was put into school. So I began to study very seriously. Then after that,” vidyāra gaurave, bhrami’ deśe deśe, dhana uparjana kori. “Then being puffed up...” Bhaktivinode Ṭhākura was magistrate. So he was transferred from one place to another. He is stating his life, that vidyāra gaurave, “Because I was little educated, so I was posted and I was earning decently. So I was thinking, ’It is very nice.’”