Thus, ever anew, Nathji, beautiful Shyam, performs divine plays.
The sadhus remained in Gujarat, while he himself came to Gadhada village.
Greatly pleased, the Beloved converses laughingly.
He praises the assembly of sadhus again and again.
Such Paramhansas as exist today are found nowhere else on earth.
Having abandoned bodily and mental pleasures, they delight in the color of the Lord.
In renunciation and detachment, in exemplary conduct in the world, no other person can match them.
Seeing this, my own heart, he said, becomes pleased.
Thus spoke the Beloved of the greatness of the sadhus.
Hearing this the devotees in their minds desired to have darshan.
A carriage was harnessed, and all the companions set out together.
Beautiful Shyam, Nathji himself, came along.
Along the way, in many varied ways, the Beloved performed much divine play.
Seeing it, the people's minds were filled with joy at Shri Hari's power.
Then, going to Jetalpur, the charming one remained hidden.
Staying there two or four days, the Beloved then came again.
Thereafter he came to Vartal village, to give darshan to his devotees, beautiful Shyam arrived.
All the sadhus, hearing of it, came to the Beloved's side.
His beautiful, dark, lovely form, the devotees gazed upon with full eyes.
He gave the sadhus much happiness, speaking beneficial words with Hari.
Hearing it, the devotees' minds became delighted, their hearts and minds made steady.
Then, on the next day, he spoke: 'Sadhus, listen to this: we shall depart from here, give us your blessing with delight.' 'If you give your blessing being pleased, we shall keep in touch; but if you hold us back forcibly, we shall not remain in the satsang.
So give permission, I say pleading before you.
Being pleased, you will let us go, and then our meeting will remain only on paper.'
Hearing this the sadhus fell into grief, weeping much though not wishing to.
They became like their very life-breath was leaving, hearing Jivan's words.
They gazed fixedly, wept, and could not speak.
Seeing the Beloved's sorrow, their patience could not hold.
Then the sadhu Ramdasji, joining his hands, pleaded: 'As you say, so shall we do; remain in the satsang, Hari.'
Then Bhagwan, being pleased, spoke about the whole matter: 'Keep the great sadhus (with you); news of the satsang (will reach us).'
Saying this he set out, and went to Dabhan village.
All the satsangis and sadhus went along with the wise one.
Staying there one day, he came again to Vartal.
From there, having given permission, he said: 'Come, all you great and noble sadhus.'
From there Bhagwan set out and went to Bochasan village.
Seeing a beautiful tree, he rested in a garden there.
Then from there he set out and went to Guvasad village.
Having given cloth at Sokhda, he stayed the night at Tankariya.
From there he went on to Chokhadi, and Nath crossed the Narmada.
Staying at Manipur, Maharaj set out from there in the morning.
Staying four watch-periods at a checkpoint, he set out from there at dawn.
Near Surat city, he stayed at Udhana village.
It was announced in the city, and the satsangis all gathered together.
They brought food, dishes, and worship materials in great quantity.
Countless garlands were placed upon him, incense and lamps and arti performed in many ways.
Fine items were placed before him, and sweets beyond measure.
Until evening the satsangis took delight with full eyes.
Then Hari gave permission, saying, 'Go home, all of you.'
From there Nath set out and stayed the night in a forest.
Having averted the danger of a tiger, he set out from there joyfully.
Staying four watch-periods at Chikhli, he himself stayed at Dharampur.
Gazing on Nath with their eyes, all the sadhus and devotees became happy.
A woman named Kushalkunwarji had gone to another village; she came at once, hearing that Bhagwan had come to her house.
Gazing on Nath with her eyes, she felt herself protected, thinking, 'Oh, my great fortune,' and thus brought joy within.
Then, joining her hands, she said to Nath: 'Maharaj, you rule as king; you are our sovereign, we shall all remain your servants.
Not knowing this, we have ruled as kings all these days; now you take care of your own — all this is yours, not mine.'
Then Bhagwan spoke: 'I have not come to rule a kingdom, but to redeem countless souls, wandering this earth for that purpose.
This kingdom is yours, you rule it, but keep Hari within your heart.
If worldly anxiety remains within, then great loss will truly occur.'
The woman said: 'Now, having found you, who else would we keep to trouble us?
Having found nectar-like Shyam, who would drink poison instead?'
Hearing this Bhagwan was pleased, and then the community of Surat was called.
All the satsangis came, bringing a great gathering to worship him.
Fine garments were placed upon him, and a great crown placed on his head.
Incense, lamps, and arti were performed, then all bowed low at his feet.
Then the king, being pleased, joined his hands and made supplication: 'Today ride in procession, Hari, show us your grace.'
Then permission was given: 'Very well, go, we shall come.'
Then the king, being pleased, arranged a decorated procession with devotion.
A fine elephant was decorated, upon which Hari sat.
The whole city became blessed with a protector, gazing upon Nath with full eyes.
There instruments played abundantly, and many torches burned.
Thus he gave immeasurable happiness to countless souls.
Having performed such infinite divine play, he then came to Vansda.
At the welcome, a palanquin was brought, and the king showered him with pearls.
Then Bhagwan was brought to the king's own palace.
Incense and lamps and arti performed, worshipping the Lord with great love.
Then his feet were anointed with sandalwood, and footprints made, which the king with love placed upon his own head, worshipping him.
Then those devotees who were with Hari were given gifts of clothing.
He stayed there three days, then went on toward Dharampur.
There he held a festival, that of Vasant Panchami.
Seeing his divine play, the people's minds became delighted, all together.
Then the Lord was worshipped by the woman with great love.
Fine garments were placed upon his body, and a tray filled with rupees given.
Then Hari, with his own hand, gave rupees to poor devotees.
Who else keeps for himself when the sadhus themselves have renounced everything?
He performed infinite divine plays there, more than can be told in words.
Then Hari set out from there and came into Gujarat.
A fine gathering was held on the fifth day of the bright half of Magha (Maha Sud Panchami).
At Dharampur, with Kushalkunwar, he performed divine play there, Jivan.
Thus, in the Bhaktachintamani composed by Nishkulanand Muni, disciple of Shri Sahajanand Swami, propagator of the glorious Ekantik Dharma, in the account of Shri Narayan — the chapter on 'Maharaj arrived at Dharampur and held the Vasant Panchami festival there' — the seventy-second chapter.