One day, the legendary musician Tansen performed a devotional hymn in Emperor Akbar’s royal court. The composition belonged to Shri Surdas Ji, the renowned poet-saint of Shri Braj Dham.
A Verse That Left Akbar Pondering,
जसुदा बार बार यों भाखे ।
है कोई ब्रज में हितू हमारो जो चलत गोपालहि राखे ।
As Tansen’s voice echoed through the court, Akbar, deeply impressed, asked,
“Explain the meaning of this verse.”
Several scholars, including Birbal and shayars including Faizi, interpreted the verse in different ways, each offering profound insights.
Listening to them, Akbar marveled,
“Incredible! Surdas Ji’s poetry is so deep that a single verse holds countless meanings. He must be an extraordinary poet!”
Tansen smiled and respectfully corrected him,
“Your Majesty, he is not just a poet—he is a great saint. He shares a divine bond with Lord Shri Krishna and is a master of all ragas and melodies.”
Akbar raised an eyebrow.
“Does he sing better than you, Tansen?”
Tansen humbly replied,
“Your Majesty, forgive my boldness, but I sing to please a mere emperor. Surdas Ji sings for the ruler of infinite universes—Shri Krishna Himself. There is no comparison.”
Intrigued, Akbar ordered,
“Call Surdas Ji to my court!”
Tansen shook his head,
“That is impossible, Your Majesty. Surdas Ji will never leave from the service of Shrinath Ji.”
Determined to meet the Shri Surdas Ji, Akbar planned to visit him in Parasauli. Before arriving, he sent a messenger to ask,
“Shall I come to meet you?”
Shri Surdas Ji declined the request. He worried that Akbar’s grand entourage would disturb the peaceful Brajdham land, polluting its sacred soil. Instead, he himself traveled to Mathura for the meeting.
Akbar, filled with reverence, greeted Shri Surdas Ji with folded hands and requested,
“Please, sing something.”
Shri Surdas Ji sang a soul-stirring verse:
मन रे कर माधव सों प्रीति ।…..
– “O Mind, love only Madhav (Shri Krishna).”
Akbar was deeply moved. Yet, wanting to test Surdas Ji’s devotion, he made a bold request,
“Surdas Ji, you always sing the praises of Shri Krishna. Today, sing something about me.”
Shri Surdas Ji gently replied,
“My dear brother, why are you so restless? Everything in this world—names, forms, and fame—will vanish. Only Shri Krishna’s name, form, and glories will remain forever. What will I gain by singing your praises? And what good will it do for you?”
Akbar, though impressed, persisted,
“But isn’t my kingship also granted by Shri Krishna? Great poets compose verses in my honor and receive rewards. Will you not do the same?”
Seeing Akbar’s insistence, Shri Surdas Ji calmly lifted his tanpura and sang,
मन में रह्यो नाहिन ठौर ।…..
“O Emperor, there is no place in my heart for you. My heart belongs only to Nand-Nandan (Shri Krishna). His divine image fills my thoughts every moment, waking or sleeping. Even for a second, His sweet form never leaves my sight.”
Akbar was speechless. With folded hands, he bowed before the Shri Surdas Ji and said,
“Forgive me, Baba. You are a true saint, free from all worldly attachments.”
Yet, Akbar’s curiosity was not fully satisfied. He asked,
“Surdas Ji, in one of your hymns, you describe Shri Krishna’s beauty with the lines:
स्याम गात सरोज लोचन ललित गति मृदु हास ।
सूर ऐसे दरस कारन मरत लोचन प्यास ।।
But you were born blind. How can you yearn for a vision you have never seen?”
Shri Surdas Ji answered,
“My dear emperor, the world is filled with people who have eyes, but how many truly crave to see God?”
Tansen, understanding the emperor’s doubt, intervened,
“Your Majesty, do not question whether Surdas Ji has seen Shri Krishna. The eyes that witness divine visions are not these physical eyes, but the eyes of the soul.”
Akbar asked,
“If he already sees Shri Krishna, then why does he sing about the thirst for His vision?”
Tansen turned to Shri Surdas Ji for an answer.
With a voice full of devotion, Shri Surdas Ji replied,
“Brother, this is a thirst of the heart. Even after seeing Shri Krishna, the longing only grows stronger. The more you experience His divine beauty, the more insatiable your desire becomes. You would not understand unless you had experienced it yourself.”
Moved by Shri Surdas Ji’s wisdom, Akbar offered him a royal land, grant as a token of respect. But Surdas Ji refused, saying,
“Brother, the name of Shri Krishna is my only wealth. What will I do with your land? Now, please arrange for my return quickly—it is time for my Lord’s service.”
Akbar, awestruck, bowed once again and personally ensured Shri Surdas Ji’s safe return.