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Bhaktachintamani Prakaran 29

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Hasmukh Patadia

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Hear now the story that followed, all you of good understanding. I shall describe how the Lord's renunciation and detachment were.

Even by mistake, he never once regarded his own body as his own. His body remained by God's will, but he himself gave it no care.

Then the Lord was sitting on the bank of the deep Ganga; rising from there, he crossed its unfathomable waters.

To travel toward the north, with great joy in his heart, past streams, mountains, and waterfalls, Ghanshyam, the source of bliss, walked on.

The merciful one walked toward the north, entirely fearless. Great mountains stood on either side, seeming to touch the very sky.

Their peaks leaned toward one another, and many terrifying waterfalls poured down. Streams flowed with abundant water, making an unceasing roar.

As the mountains leaned toward each other, so too did the trees bend over, forming fearsome overhanging cliffs, through which the merciful one walked on.

Shyam, the very soul of all beings, walked on toward a river ahead. There an immovable mountain blocked his path, from whose cave water flowed.

A powerful current rushed forth, making a ceaseless roar. There was no way to pass on any of the three sides - yet how could one so detached turn back?

Then Ghanshyam sat there, as the day came to its end at that place. Looking back the way he had come, he saw an extraordinary person there.

Without being asked, that person spoke: "Where are you going, O Father of the Universe?" Then Hari replied: "I must go northward.

But who are you, merciful one, arriving at just this moment?" Then he said: "Listen, O Lord - I am the embodiment of the Himalaya mountain."

Saying this, he showed the way: "Enter into this cave, O king of ascetics; going through it, you will find the way." Saying this, the mountain-spirit vanished from sight.

Then the imperishable one walked on into it, he who held no attachment to the body. He entered the dark, dreadful cave, walking against the current of water flowing toward him.

Walking on and on, a watch of time passed - how could anyone else's heart remain steady in such a place? Within dwelt great serpents, and crabs and turtles made their homes there.

Fish, crocodiles, and frogs filled it, yet he walked through it without the slightest fear. Then he reached its end, and emerged from the dreadful cave's mouth.

There he came upon a deep chasm, unfathomable, teeming with creatures. Three days passed there, with no fruit or flower found at all.

He remained there that night, hungry - what can be said of such patience! He slept there fearlessly through the night, and the lotus-eyed one awoke at dawn.

He bathed, performed his prayers, and then found fruit and flowers, and ate. Then he walked on a little further from there, and found signs of a path.

He then followed that path, and some days passed as he traveled. Then he came to the sacred hermitage of Pulaha, son of Brahma.

It is a place of great wonder; whoever serves there attains happiness. The fruits of austerity are gained there quickly, the very place where Bharat once performed his tapas long ago.

It is fit to be served by those who seek liberation, where Shri Krishna himself eternally dwells. The Chakra River flows all around it, and there the youthful Dharmakumar (Hari) bathed.

He performed the rites there - recitation and worship - and had the darshan of Muktinath. Then, at the very place where Bharat had performed his austerities, he too went and sat.

He took up austerity in the same manner, reciting the same prayers daily as Bharat had done. Knowing that Bharat had taken the form of a deer there (out of attachment), he himself remained free of all desire.

Thus he gave up all company completely; then, reflecting within himself, he recalled the story of Puranjan, and abandoned even attachment to the intellect, setting it aside.

He held to the pure form of the Self as his own true nature. Then, raising both arms upward, he recited the Gayatri mantra daily.

He held meditation upon Surya Narayan (the sun god), bathing daily in the Gandaki river. He delighted in serving Muktinath, eating whatever fruit or flower he found.

Beholding him, the ascetics dwelling there were struck with wonder in their minds. They said: "This must be some manifestation of grace, or perhaps the sage Dhruva has again undertaken austerities,

or perhaps it is Swami Kartik, or Sanatkumar, or the wise Sanaka and his brothers, or truly Dattatreya himself,

or Shiva, or the sage Narayana himself - for none but these could perform such austerity. See how severely he practices penance, yet his resolve never weakens.

Behold his happiness and radiance, O lord of sages - it is like the full moon itself. Never before have we beheld such a one, even in the world of Brahma's creation, but today we see him with our own eyes.

Such great austerity is beyond ordinary humans to perform, yet he has undertaken it with such joy. Compared to his austerity, our own seems like mere child's play.

Though he appears a mere child, he is truly great - we are all struck with wonder beholding him." So the sages spoke among themselves, seeing the Lord's austerity.

Seeing such austerity, others became sorrowful at the Lord's suffering. Bhakti and Dharma, having taken on divine bodies, remained near him always out of love.

Exceedingly emaciated, he stood on one leg, unable even to see clearly with his eyes. Thinking he might stumble and fall, they would cry out and offer him their hands.

Such was their great love for Hari that the divine couple remained by his side always. His body had grown so weak it was unbearable to behold - no blood or vitality remained in his form.

Every vein in his body stood out visible; his bones showed through, with no flesh to be seen, only skin clinging to them.

Beholding his body, all who saw it said it scarcely seemed a body at all. In such a state he undertook this austerity, reciting the Gayatri mantra with his lips,

holding meditation upon the sun, considering it as God himself with devotion. He performed such austerity constantly, to give instruction to ascetics.

Thus he performed austerity for four months, enduring the heavy downpour of the monsoon rains. Through it he performed great worship of Surya Narayan.

As he continued thus, the Ekadashi named Prabodhini (the eleventh day marking Vishnu's awakening) arrived. Then, with great joy, he kept an all-night vigil.

Then, on that very night, Surya Narayan himself granted him a vision there. His form was exceedingly beautiful, radiant in every limb beyond compare.

Two lotus-like hands he held, a gem-studded crown upon his head. Golden bracelets adorned his hands, and armlets bound upon both his arms.

Fine earrings shone upon his ears, and he was a mass of light upon light. His face shone with a smile, his eyes filled with compassion.

Thus did Surya grant him his vision, appearing before him with great favor. Beholding him, Hari rose at once and offered full prostration with devotion.

The ascetic's voice choked with emotion; in his love he forgot his own bodily suffering. Tears filled his eyes, his body's hairs stood on end, and with folded hands he offered praise:

"You are a mass of radiance, O sun; by your own light you illumine the whole universe. Taking incarnation in the house of Kashyap, to you, such as you are, I bow.

By your rising, merciful one, the whole world finds happiness; yet the wicked suffer greatly by it - to you, such as you are, I bow.

By your rising, all beings reckon the passage of time; without you, nothing could be determined with certainty - to you, such as you are, I bow.

By your rising, you yourself have set the measure for all living beings, gods, demons, and men and women alike - to you, such as you are, I bow.

You, Lord, are a manifest deity; all people know this secret truth - your glory is hidden from no one - to you, such as you are, I bow."

Having offered such praise with folded hands, Surya spoke with favor: "Ask of me now, Hari, whatever you wish." Then Hari said, "I ask this, O Lord:

protect me from desire, anger, hypocrisy, greed, delusion, and the illusion of the senses and their like, that I may remain a steadfast, lifelong celibate (naishthik brahmachari).

And further, whenever I remember you, may your darshan be granted to me. This alone is the boon I ask of you; I ask for no worldly, illusory pleasure."

Then Surya, the giver of happiness, said: "Through you my own greatness is magnified; such radiance and glory as I have, you yourself know it well.

We are not equal in power to you, but whatever you have asked shall come to pass." Having granted Hari this boon, he then vanished from sight.

Then, having completed his austerity, he was praised on all sides for it. He remained there until the twelfth day (dwadashi), and then resolved to travel onward.

Thus does the Lord of many names perform such deeds - he who is the very abode of all abodes, in whose command are Brahma, Ishwar, Vishnu, the wise gods, Sharada (Saraswati), and Shesha,

in whose command are Maya and Time, and all the worlds and their guardians, in whose command are wind and sky, and also, it is said, fire, water, and earth -

the controller and master of all these, the one of many names, performs such deeds. For this very purpose he has taken a human form; thus does the king of ascetics conduct himself.

Thus in the Bhaktachintamani, composed by Nishkulanand Muni, disciple of Shri Sahajanand Swami, the establisher of the exclusive path of devotion, ends the twenty-ninth chapter, named "The Account of Hari's Austerity (Tapascharya)."

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