A Story of Dvapar Yuga in Prose ( Part 11-C)

A Story of Dvapar Yuga in Prose ( Part 11-C)

By Lokanath Mishra

The Naughty Butter Thief

In the beautiful land of Vrindavan, little Krishna lived with his parents, Nanda and Yashoda, and his brother Balaram. Everyone in the village loved Krishna. His big eyes sparkled with mischief, and his smile could melt even the sternest heart. But Krishna had one very naughty habit—he loved butter more than anything else! That’s why the villagers called him Makhan Chor, the Butter Thief.

Every morning, the Gopis (village women) would churn milk into soft, creamy butter. They would carefully store it in tall pots, hanging them high from the ceiling. But Krishna and his friends always found a way to get to it! Sometimes they made a human ladder—one boy climbing on another’s shoulders—until Krishna could reach the pot. Other times, he would break the pots with a stick, catch the butter in his little hands, and share it with his friends and even the monkeys waiting nearby.

One day, the Gopis decided to catch him red-handed. They ran to Mother Yashoda and complained, “Your son is stealing all our butter! Please see for yourself.” Yashoda grew angry and kept watch. Sure enough, she soon found Krishna with his face and hands smeared with butter! She caught him and said sternly, “Naughty boy, today I will tie you up so you will learn a lesson.”

Krishna tried to defend himself with his innocent smile. “Ma, I did not steal the butter! My friends put it in my mouth just to blame me!” But Yashoda was not fooled. She tied him gently to a wooden mortar so he would not run away. Krishna’s big eyes filled with tears, and Yashoda’s heart melted. She untied him and hugged him close. After all, how could she stay angry at her sweet little Kanha?

But Krishna was not done with his mischief! The next day, when the Gopis went to the river to fetch water, Krishna and his friends hid in the trees. As the women carried their water pots on their heads, the boys threw stones to break them. Water splashed everywhere, soaking the women. The Gopis scolded Krishna, but deep down they couldn’t help laughing. They loved him too much to stay angry.

Later, when they asked him to play his flute, Krishna lifted it to his lips. Sweet music floated through the air, and the Gopis forgot their anger, their broken pots, even the butter he had stolen. Their hearts filled with love and joy.

The Meaning of the Story
• Krishna’s stealing butter is not really stealing—it shows how God lovingly accepts whatever his devotees offer with love.
• He shared the butter with his friends and animals, teaching us the value of kindness and sharing.
• His playful nature reminds us that God is full of joy, and when we think of him, our hearts also become full of happiness.

So, whenever you hear the name Makhan Chor, remember: it is not just about butter, but about the sweetness of love, devotion, and joy in Krishna’s company.

⸻( to be continued)

A Story of Dwapar Yuga in Prose : ( part-10 A)