You can comprehend Radha just on the off chance that you can understand the profundity of that thirst. Radha accepted that Krishna is the premise) and she did love to Krishna in a ceaseless stream. Indeed, she is nature which is an alternate type of the Lord Himself.
So Radha is the getting to be and Krishna is the being.
There is a tale about Radha and her confidence in Krishna. The elderly folks in Brindavan who rejoiced in outraging Krishna set a difficulty for Radha to test her prudence. She was given a mud pot with hundred openings and was asked to get water that pot from Yamuna to her house! She was so loaded with Krishna awareness that she never knew the state of the pot. She inundated it in the stream rehashing the Name of Krishna of course with each admission of the breath and each exhalation. Each time the Name Krishna was articulated, an opening was secured, so that when the pot was full, it was entirety! That was the measure of her confidence. Confidence can influence even the soulless articles.
On an alternate event, she was sent to one of the towns, and in desolation she sang, “There is inconvenience in the town and there is not a shade where I can take cover! So I have come and I am keeping up this life breath in myself for your purpose. Show yourself at least in my dream. My psyche can’t rest actually for a minute in the event that I can’t see you. You are similar to my eyeball inside myself, in the event that I am to depict you. In any case on the off chance that I need to see You, You are similar to a little infant who is outside me. However in the event that I have no eyeball in me, then I can’t even take a gander at this little child. You are the One Who shows and you are the One Whom I seek to see. In Your horrible human structure, will you show yourself to me at least once?
Around then Krishna was in Mathura. In the request to God of Radha we recognize that despite the fact that she had no spot for her to take cover, yet she was keeping up her life breath exclusively for the purpose of Krishna. While she was captivating herself in this sort of reflection, it looked to her as though her sidekicks were playing a few amusements. One gathering of gopikas were singing and truism that Gopala has returned. When she heard that melody, she felt that Gopala has truly came back and she hopped out of the wooden bamboo brush she was going to meet Krishna on the hot sand, not minding the hotness of the sand. Radha’s bhakti was so extreme that she lived constantly at Yamuna’s banks, both in the high temperature and exposed to the harsh elements. In the high temperature, her body was getting seared, however she never pestered.