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Bhaktachintamani Prakaran 51

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Hasmukh Patadia

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Then the compassionate Lord came into the land of Kutch, to give darshan to his servants, the friend of the humble, the compassionate one of the poor. Children, the aged, the blind, the crippled, and women — village by village, house by house, he gave them all darshan. He went to Adhoi, Sapar, Kot, Kantha, Bhachau, and Bhuj, where Swami Ramanandji had lived, showing great compassion. He wandered through Mankuva, Mandvi, Gajod, Punadi, Don, Tera, and Tal, the beautiful dark one.

Then, being pleased, he desired to hold a festival, and sent out invitations to give his servants darshan: "In the region of Sorath and Junagadh, all of you come; I shall come in the beautiful month of Chaitra, on the full moon of the bright half." Then he himself departed from Kutch for Halar, taking all the satsangis with him, the support of life setting out.

He then came and performed many divine deeds at Dhoraji, delighting the sadhus greatly with joyous intent. From there he went to Gadhada, with everyone accompanying him, devotees visible all around, the Lord in their midst. With drums sounding he proceeded through the city bazaar of Hari, showing many souls the grace of his darshan. He went to the homes even of those held apart by considerations of caste and lineage, seeing their love, the Lord himself went there. He ate meals in many homes, and wandered through the whole town, showing mercy, Maharaj, to the poor and weak devotees.

Instruments of many kinds were played as he went in procession, taking a great crowd of people with him to Damodar Kund. Bathing in the Damodar Kund, he filled the Brahmins' bowls and gave generously whatever anyone asked for, with an open heart. The people shouted cries of victory, their minds full of joy. Then, with love, he had darshan of Damodar himself.

He then went into the city, coming to Hatkeshwar, where, having darshan of the deity there, he seated himself, showing grace. A servant of Shiva fell at his feet, seeking relief from poverty and suffering; the Lord removed his poverty, giving him five hundred gold coins.

He then went into the city bazaar, where women climbed to their balconies to watch; seeing the Lord, their hearts rejoiced, and they considered the moment truly blessed. Then countless garlands of flowers were placed upon the Lord; as they beheld him with their eyes, so they carried his image in their hearts.

He returned then to his lodging, and asked after the provisions needed to feed the Brahmins, having them called with love. Hearing they would be fed, the Brahmins rejoiced in their hearts; but demonic people caused disturbance in that Brahmin feast. The provisions were given to feed the whole gathering, and he himself partook as well; having enacted such deeds, he came outside the town.

Then he gave instruction to the sadhus: "Go and speak of Hari's discourse; never forget the words I have spoken to you. Speak openly, with manifest proof, before those inclined toward faith. I too, having seen off this gathering, will come to you." Then the sadhus set off, wandering region after region, giving beneficial instruction to countless souls ahead of them.

Staying far from wealth and women, giving up the pleasure of taste, seeing this, the wicked burned with envy and grew exceedingly resentful. Wherever the sadhus went, tyrannical oppressors rose up to strike them; kings and rulers watched but no one came to stop it. One demonic figure himself came and tormented the sadhus greatly; like Kadru's serpents, they endured suffering yet told no one.

Hearing this account afterward, Shri Bhagwan was greatly pained in his heart, and could not bring himself to eat or drink. Then he himself went to where the sadhus were, and, giving darshan, spoke with the sadhus:

"Listen, sadhus," Shri Hari said, "we have endured very, very much. The more we forgave, the more the wicked increased their cruelty. From now on, hold this one instruction of mine in your hearts: if the wicked come to strike you, frighten them somewhat in return." The sadhus replied, "Maharaj, do not say such a thing. If the wicked will not abandon their wickedness, why should the good abandon their goodness?"

Then the Lord said, "Blessed, blessed, blessed are you sadhus! I recognize in you the forbearance of Jadabharat and of Kadru. I have known you to be truly forgiving like Jayadev; I consider there to be no munis in the three worlds equal to you. By your very forgiveness, the demonic people will be destroyed — they will die even without being struck; so give up all fear for your own bodies.

There is no sword like forgiveness, no austerity like patient endurance; no shield like steadfastness, no curse as potent as silence. If any demon or god commits wrong against a forgiving soul, that god, demon, human, or sage will himself perish through that very sin. So be assured: from today the end of these demonic people has come. Worship Shri Krishna in peace — this I tell you truly, it is no falsehood.

Whoever has wronged one as free of pride as you — look and consider in this world — has anyone before ever prospered afterward? So set aside their outer appearance and remain unattached yourselves. Wear your malas again only when I give the order."

Then the sadhus said, "Very well, Swami — we shall do as you say. We shall set aside our malas and tilaks and wander unattached." Then, having cut their tufts of hair and their neck-beads, Hari smiled looking at their faces; removing their malas and rings, they took up the state of utter humility.

It is said that in the village of Kalavani there were five hundred paramhansas, perfect and heroic in the five great vows, with dispassion and renunciation firmly in their hearts.

Shree Swaminarayan Temple, Bhuj-Kutch / Vadtal Gadi, AI-translated, unverified · Source details