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and sometimes as overwhelming attachment. An example of attachment for Krṣṇa with overwhelming affection is given in the  Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam , Tenth Canto, 6th Chapter, 27th verse, where Śukadeva Gosvāmī addresses Mahārāj Parīkṣit in this way: “My dear King, when magnanimous Nanda Mahārāj returned from a tour, he began to smell the head of his son, and he was merged in the ecstasy of parental love.” A similar statement is there in connection with Mother Yaśodā when she was too anxious to hear the sound of Krṣṇa’s flute, expecting Him back from the pasturing ground. Because she thought that it was getting very late, her anxiety to hear the sound of Krṣṇa’s flute became doubled, and milk began to flow out from her breast. In that condition she was sometimes going within the house, sometimes coming out of the house. She was constantly looking to see if Govinda was coming back along the road. When many very great sages were offering prayers to Lord Krṣṇa, glorifying His activities, the Queen of Gokula, Mother Yaśodā, entered the battlefield of Kurukṣetra, wetting the lower part of her sari with the milk flowing from her breast. This entrance of Mother Yaśodā at Kurukṣetra was not during the Battle of Kurukṣetra. At other times Krṣṇa went to Kurukṣetra from His paternal home (Dvārakā) during the solar eclipse, and at these times the residents of Vṛndāvana also went to see Him there.
When Krṣṇa arrived at Kurukṣetra in pilgrimage, all the people assembled there began to say that Krṣṇa the son of Devakī had arrived. At that time Devakī, just like an affectionate mother, began to pat Krṣṇa’s face. And again when people cried that Krṣṇa, the son of Vasudeva, had come, both King Nanda and Mother Yaśodā became overwhelmed with affection and expressed their great pleasure.
When Mother Yaśodā, the Queen of Gokula, was going to see her son Kṛṣṇa at Kurukṣetra, one of her friends began to address her thus: “My dear Queen, the milk flowing out of your breast-mountain has already whitened the River Ganges, and the tears from your eyes, mixed with black mascara, have already blackened the color of the Yamunā. And as you are standing just between the two rivers, I think there is no need for your anxiety to see your son’s face. Your parental affection has already been exhibited to Him by these two rivers!”