In those areas of India where Radha (also Radhe) and Krishna, The Divine Lovers, are most beloved, the people greet one another as Radhe. They say, "Radhe, what's up?" and "Radhe, how are you?" They greet each other, be they male or female, as the goddess, the original shakti. I think that's a beautiful way to greet someone, to acknowledge the divine spark within each person, a divinity that to western minds seems to blur the difference between mortals and gods. The error is in believing there is a difference to blur. There is none. This song always makes me picture people at a festival. Young and old, men and women, gay and straight, everything. As the night progresses and the festival grows loud and bright, they slip off alone and in pairs and they all meet in a field of grass beneath a moon by which you can read. And they dance together. All of them. It's a polychromatic Bollywood extravaganza. Every person, no matter what they look like, is heartbreakingly beautiful. Every man is Krishna. Every woman is Radhe. Unless they would rather be the other, which is perfectly fine.
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