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Bhaktachintamani Prakaran 75

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Hasmukh Patadia

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Then Shyam came to Saurashtra, increasing the delight in people's hearts.

Giving darshan in village after village, he delighted the minds of the people.

Khambhalu, Raypar, Pimpal — staying at each, he went on to Gondal.

The king of Gondal village, a devotee of Hari, was named Hathibhai.

He and his companions all came out to meet him, and with great affection welcomed Bhagwan.

Then the wise Shyam spoke: 'Listen, O king, to what I say.

Having renounced your kingdom, how could I be at ease among yours and mine?

Just as you take pride in your kingdom, so a renunciant takes great pride in his renunciation.

So if you consider us great, then heed what we tell you.'

Then the king joined his hands: 'As you say, Nath, so shall we do.'

Then he went to the king's palace, staying the night and Jivan eating there.

Then, having asked for and received his blessing, he set out and, riding swiftly, came to Dhoraji.

Staying the night, Shyam set out, and from there came to Bhader village.

There he gave happiness to his own devotees, giving darshan and cutting away their sorrows.

Then he came to Manavadar, staying one night there himself.

Then from there he went to Panchala, the compassionate one giving the devotees darshan.

There he stayed, greatly pleased, and all came, hearing of his darshan.

Akha, Ajabi, and Agatrai, Gadhmadh, Pippal, Porchai, Meghpur, Mangrol, Loj, Kalvani, Semdhu, Sutroj, Ganod, Jaliyu, Uplet — they came for darshan without regard for distance.

The young, the youthful, and the elderly all came, hearing that Bhagwan had arrived.

All came and gazed upon Nath, and seeing Jivan they found a true protector.

They performed worship and touched his feet, their hearts overflowing with affection.

Joining hands, the devotees said: 'After many days you have given us darshan.'

Saying this, their eyes filled with tears; then Bhagwan spoke with sweet words. 'Listen, satsangis of Saurashtra, all of you are happy and well in every way.

We wander through every land, but you are very dear to me.

We first became manifest, and performed various divine plays in this land.

And in this land, Swami Ramanand was found, whom one cannot fully fathom.

You are called his satsangis, and so you are exceedingly dear to me.'

Hearing the Beloved speak thus, all became exceedingly delighted.

Then a poor devotee came, destitute, without even clothing.

He was given garments made for him, and a handful of coins as well.

Thus the devotee's poverty was cut away, the suffering of many days.

Other devotees too became happy, having darshan of Bhagwan.

He stayed there ten or twenty days, then went to Pipalana village.

Having toured all of Agatrai, Hari came back to Panchala.

Staying the night, he set out in the morning, and from there came to Manavadar.

He gave the devotees the gift of darshan, and after staying the night Bhagwan moved on.

Beautiful Shyam came to Jaliya, staying one watch-period there.

Then, having had food prepared by the devotees, Jivan ate and set out from there.

He did not stay elsewhere, and came to Bandhiya with his companions.

From there the King, drenched in color, went on and came to Gadhada village.

He gave the devotees the gift of darshan, and the devotees gazed upon Bhagwan with love.

Then the devotees asked, bowing at his feet: 'How are the satsangis of Saurashtra?

Tell us, out of grace, how much love they showed you.'

Then Pranjivan spoke: 'Listen, all of you gathered here.

The satsangis of the land of Saurashtra are exceedingly pure and gentle.

They have no deceit or fraud at all, both men and women are very trusting.

They do not have much cleverness or cunning, but their conviction in the Lord is as firm as a mountain.

From the day they found their Swami, all their doubts have been dispelled from that day.

Both men and women are steadfast, each greater than the other in understanding.

Such devotees are rarely found, who themselves found Ramanand.'

Then the devotees said: 'True, Maharaj, there are no such devotees elsewhere today.

Those whom you praise are indeed exactly as you describe.'

Thus Hari and his devotees together spoke and all heard this account.

Thus he constantly tells new things, and hearing them the devotees all take them to heart.

As this continued a month passed, and then Bhagwan became troubled.

Taking one servant with him, he rose and set out at midnight.

South of Gadhada was a village where a satsangi lived, named Sukhpur.

There he arrived to give darshan; at his house there was a wedding.

There men and women had gathered, and he saw them all as if intoxicated.

No one had any thought or discernment, an excess of wedding-intoxication had taken hold.

They were joking with each other excessively, and seeing this he became troubled.

He had come to remove sorrow, but found more of the opposite instead.

But he said nothing to anyone, understanding it within himself, Bhagwan.

Then he immediately rose and set out from there; no one could hold Nath back.

He said, 'We shall go to a distant land; we shall not enter here again.'

Then the devotees joined their hands: 'Do not do this, my Nath.

Even if there are many faults in a soul, it is not fitting for you, Nath, to look at those faults.

So, compassionate one, show mercy, and return to the village once more.'

Then Bhagwan said: 'Listen, all of you, go, we shall certainly come.

But we shall not return this very moment; understand that, all together.'

Then he set out from there, and going further came to Gadhada.

Coming, he had a letter written, in which this counsel was given: 'Whoever is a satsangi of ours should not watch plays or theatrical performances (bhand-bhavai).

Whether man or woman, a Sankhyayogi should not attend a wedding.

Even a karmayogi who goes to a wedding should sing songs of Bhagwan there.

This is our command; let all men and women abide by it.

Whoever does not abide by this is not our satsangi.'

Having had this matter written in a letter, he then became delighted.

He himself, King, was pleased when this much had been accomplished.

Such is the happiness-giving Shyam, whose name is 'remover of the devotees' faults.'

He gave that sadhu the treasure of splendor, cutting away other blemishes as well.

Whatever stain besets a person in this world, he had such bad traits abandoned.

Thereby the satsang shines all the more, by the grace of the great Lord.

Thus, in the Bhaktachintamani composed by Nishkulanand Muni, disciple of Shri Sahajanand Swami, propagator of the glorious Ekantik Dharma, in the account of Shri Hari — the chapter on 'Maharaj wrote a letter to all his devotees from Gadhada' — the seventy-fifth chapter.

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