Praised Today, Blamed Tomorrow: The Eternal Lesson from Krishna's Mathura The air in Mathura was electric when Krishna slew Kamsa. The tyrant king who had terrorized his own people, imprisoned his sister Devaki, and murdered her children one by one was finally dead. The crowd erupted. Krishna was their deliverer, their hero, the young cowherd from Vrindavan who had done what armies could not. Flowers were thrown. Conches were blown. The name of Krishna rang through the streets. That was yesterday. The Storm After the Celebration Kamsa was no ordinary king. He was the son-in-law of Jarasandha, the immensely powerful ruler of Magadha, described in the Mahabharata as one of the mightiest kings of his era, a man whose very name made kingdoms tremble. When news of Kamsa's death reached him, Jarasandha did not grieve quietly. He mobilized his vast armies and marched on Mathura with the fury of a man who believed the world owed him vengeance. And just like that, the same crowd...