"A profound unmitigated loneliness is the only truth of life"
- R.K. Narayan

Yashomati maiya se bole nandalala,
Radha kyun gori, main kyun kala?

(An adolescent Lord Krishna questions his mother, Yashoda,
as to why is Radha so fair while I am so dark?)

The bhajan filled the air of Haridwar on the bank of river Ganges as Krishna, the fair skinned lad of the temple priest pranced around the steps, looking for Radha, the dark-skinned daughter of the crematorium keeper. Given the huge caste difference, Krishna and Radha's friendship was unusual, and not accepted by the elders, and so they met secretly.
Every time the above bhajan played in the temple, Krishna would chuckle. Being a fair-skinned person, he could not relate to Lord Krishna's question. So he would just laugh away the bhajan...
Krishna took the risk to meet Radha secretly as he loved the curves of Radha's voluptuous body and the fire she aroused in Krishna whenever they met. He had not seen such a well-endowed female body in his caste. "Probably because she works so hard," he would say to himself.

And as for the dark-skinned Radha, she loved to bask in the attention of a fair-skinned boy. It was a sort of redemption for her. When Krishna would dance to her sexual music, it compensated for the indignation her low-caste family faced at the hands of the fair-skinned upper-caste community.
Yet, for Radha, sex was never a means to take revenge. It was, above all else, a form of love, where she found a true and uninhibited bond. In that orgasmic moment, she always saw an innocent Krishna, with a raw and divine face, bereft of any hierarchies of colour or caste; just one pure soul ineffably connected with another.
For Krishna, Radha was just a means to satisfy his lust. He knew that someday he would marry a fair-skinned pretty lady from his caste and settle down. He hoped he would still be able to use Radha later on too. Her curves were too irresistible to let go. Krishna had secret flings with many low-caste ladies around the temple, but Radha was his favourite among them.
So as the bhajan played on, Krishna finally found Radha in the corridor behind the temple. His lust peaked as soon as he saw her and he grabbed her hand. A shy Radha smiled back and gestured him to come later. But Krishna had other ladies to go to, so he could not wait. He naughtily and hastily dragged Radha into the abandoned pantry of the temple basement.
For the next couple of hours, a heart throbbing with sexual arousal would enjoy the abuse of its power of social superiority and gender advantage by exploiting a pure soul's weakness for love. The darkness of lust would ejaculate itself all over the fairness of love-filled empathy and affection. While the bhajan would play on..

Yashomati maiya se bole nandalala,
Radha kyun gori, main kyun kala?
(Asks Krishna, why did Radha have to be fair while I am made to be dark?)