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Nandgaon: Krishna’s Childhood Village in Braj Bhoomi near Mathura & Vrindavan

Nandgaon: Where Little Krishna Played Under the Banyan Trees Tucked away in the holy hills of Braj lies a quiet village where Lord Krishna once lived as a child, stealing butter, playing in the dust, and dancing through life’s sweetest years. Nandgaon, near Mathura and Vrindavan adjacent to Barsana in Uttar Pradesh, is one of the most sacred villages in Braj Bhoomi and holds a deeply special place in Krishna’s childhood stories. This is Nandgaon — the home of Nanda Baba and Yashoda Maiya, and the place where Krishna’s leelas (divine pastimes) were written not on paper, but on the very soil, trees, and smiles of the people. Have you ever visited a place that felt like a memory instead of a destination? Have you ever stood somewhere and felt that time hadn’t moved on at all? Here it is. A Glimpse into Krishna’s Childhood After leaving Gokul to protect Krishna from Kansa’s wrath, Nanda Baba moved his family to Nandgaon, a peaceful village surrounded by hills and forest...

Govardhan Hill Mathura: The Holy Parikrama of Braj Bhoomi 🌿

🪔 Govardhan: The Hill That Held the Sky There are places you visit, and then there are places that hold you gently, silently, like a prayer. Govardhan is one of those rare places. It is situated about 25 kilometers from Mathura. Also, has direct connectivity via road from Vrindavan as well if you started from vrindavan. Not just a hill. Not just a legend. Govardhan is considered a living form of Lord Krishna Himself and walking around it is not sightseeing. It’s seva. A surrender. A sacred circle. 🌄 The Hill with a Heartbeat According to the Bhagavatam , when the people of Braj were preparing grand offerings to Lord Indra for rain, Krishna lovingly questioned the ritual. Instead, He encouraged them to worship Govardhan Hill , who nurtured them with forests, pastures, and water. Angered, Indra unleashed a violent storm. And what did Krishna do? He lifted Govardhan Hill with His little finger, shielding the villagers like a divine umbrella for seven day...