Thanx for the thread Meenakshi..😃
I found this story of lord Krishna in FB and thought to share with you guys..donno about the source from where its taken..mostly it could be a folkloric tale..
When Krishna went to Hastinapur for the peace talks, he rejected all the grand gestures, dinner arrangements and pompous hospitality offered by Duryodhan and chose to stay with a delightedly shocked Vidhur.
Vidhur was married to a lady called Sulabha. Vidhur was Krishna's devotee. But Sulabha loved him like a child loves someone - uninhibitedly - even though she had never met him.
She was like the Gopis - one who lived life transparently and simply. She had no knowledge, nor any need of scriptural studies or complicated rules of living. She was not a princess. She lived her life naturally and innocently.
There are variations to this tale. I am not an authority on which version this story appears in, or which version is accurate, or even if it is part of folklore. Yet it is a popular tale.
When Krishna landed unannounced at Vidhur's humble abode, Vidhur was out. Sulabha was taking her bath. From the door, Krishna called out, "Open up! I'm Krishna, and I am hungry!"
Hearing this call, Sulabha was so dumbfounded that her mind went blank. She could not believe that Krishna had come knocking at her door. Could it even be true? Maybe she was dreaming. The topmost thought in her head was that she needed to let him in before he decided to turn away - or - if it was a dream - before she woke up.
And without even realizing that she was not clothed, she ran to the door and opened it. In sheer delight on seeing him, she grabbed his hand and dragged him in. She would not have let his hand go - had she not remembered that he was hungry.
Now her desire to offer him something completely consumed her. All she wanted was to do was give - give - and give some more.
Krishna was wonderstruck at her childlike eagerness. When she released his hand, he gently put his shawl around her to cover the nudity that she was completely unconscious of. And she was not even aware of the fact that he had clothed her.
In her simple kitchen, all she could find was a bunch of bananas.
She inverted a wooden box and prepared a seat for him. Then, sitting on the floor next to him, she peeled each banana. But in her daze, and in her eagerness to offer, she put aside the pulp and gave him the peel.
Vidur walked in to witness this rather ridiculous scene - of his wife wrapped in a shawl and offering banana peels to the Lord of the Universe, and of the Lord merrily chewing away, seated on a crude box.
Both of them seemed to be in a trance of affection - which Vidur broke by scoffing at his wife.
Sulabha blinked in confusion till her state dawned on her. But her love for Krishna was not the kind which worried about protocol. She did not see him as someone she needed to worship with fear and respect. Instead, she rebuked him with the affection and intimacy that comes from long term familiarity, for quietly enjoying the spectacle that she had made of herself.
Krishna was amused and captivated by the simplicity of her love, but Vidur was worried that she was crossing the line.
Krishna reassured to Vidur that this was the kind of food he always yearned for - served with the purest of affection, and that nothing quite tasted like the taste of love.
All that was fine - but still, Vidur was embarrassed. He profusely apologised on his wife's behalf, and offered Krishna the banana pulp that she had cast away.
After eating the pulp, Krishna declared to a stunned Vidur, that it was not even half as sweet as the peels offered by Sulabha.
Through his wife, Vidur understood that there was no "right way" to love Krishna. There were no rules, no limits and no boundaries. As long as it was genuine, it was accepted, cherished and returned multiplied.