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Bhaktachintamani Prakaran 81

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Hasmukh Patadia

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Having performed such divine play, the Beloved then gave the sadhus his parting instruction.

Nath said: 'Listen, all of you, remain delighted in your minds.

We shall hold more festivals; come together, sadhus, when we do.

Go, wander, tell of Hari, and remain happy and joyful.

Holding festival after festival, I shall give you happiness again and again; I have great affection for you in my heart, wishing to indulge you.

I shall make you fulfilled' — thus spoke beautiful Shyam.

The sadhus, hearing the Beloved's words, set out with joy in their hearts.

Some went to the Gujarat region, some entered Kachchh.

Some went to Vagad, Saurashtra, and Valak, and a group went into the Marudesh region.

Some reached the eastern lands, to speak of Bhagwan there.

Thus the sadhus went to every land; those he kept with him remained nearby.

Thus all the sadhus, in joy, spoke constantly of his divine play.

They contemplated his deeds constantly in their hearts, speaking with each other with love.

Joy could not be contained in their bodies, passing day and night in delight.

They told of Bhagwan's account in detail, and men and women heard it from each other.

Hearing the true account with their ears, satsangis were freed from bad company.

Thus the sadhus gave the gift of knowledge, wandering the world to save souls.

Wherever the sadhus wandered, there they made the earth pure.

Such sadhus bring happiness, exceedingly pure and altruistic.

Whoever has hope only in Hari remains detached from the whole world.

Whoever has love for the complete Brahman does not think of any other thing in their heart.

Such sadhus, foremost among all — how great is their greatness!

Their wandering is for the highest purpose, to bring about the salvation of souls along the way.

Bringers of happiness to all people, exceedingly generous and great-hearted.

Such exceedingly generous sadhus made this consideration: the beautiful season of spring had arrived, the forests had come into bloom, but Vanmali had not come to the forests.

Mango and kadamba trees blossomed abundantly, kesu and saffron flowers beyond count.

Champa and chameli flowers bloomed, roses and gehera flowers fruited, priceless.

Fine sevanti flowers bloomed beautifully, and other forest vines blossomed exceedingly.

The eighteen kinds of great trees had come into bloom — why had Dharmakumar (son of Dharma) not come?

Saying this, they became sorrowful, the devotees deeply grieved.

Some spoke with choked voices, some trembled eagerly within.

Some had tears come to their eyes, all became impatient within.

As a fish struggles without water, as the chataka bird suffers without rain-drops, as a peacock struggles without clouds, as the chakor bird struggles without the moon — so the devotees became exceedingly restless.

Then they sat down to perform devotion, holding his form within their hearts, chanting the name Narayan with their tongues.

As they sat thus for a while, auspicious omens appeared.

Someone's right arm twitched, someone's fine eye twitched.

Someone's heel twitched; they spoke of these omens among themselves.

As they discussed these omens, good news of the Beloved arrived there.

They said: 'We have come from Gadhada, where all the sadhus were called.'

Hearing this with their ears, groups set out from village after village.

The sadhus came near Bhagwan, and the Immortal One himself rose to meet them.

With great affection, smiling, he called them: 'Welcome, sadhus, you have come well.' 'From where have you come today?

Take alms,' he said, taking their hands. 'Fine food has been prepared, vegetables and dishes freshly ready.'

Then the row of sadhus was seated, and he himself served with great joy.

He had new food prepared constantly, urging them repeatedly to eat with force.

In great joy the Beloved gave abundantly, the charming one.

Even as they said no, he filled their plates — how can that moment's splendor be described?

On his head shone a golden turban-cloth, at his waist a saffron-colored sash was tied.

Wearing a fine, beautiful lower garment, seeing its cord delighted the mind.

Around his neck he wore rose garlands, countless tassels hanging in rows.

On his neck shone a golden garland, on his hands golden, beautiful bracelets.

On his hand was a ring with a gem, its light sparkling greatly.

He made charming gestures with his hand, feeding the devotees as he ate.

He also told extraordinary things, and hearing them the sadhus became delighted.

Thus ten days passed, then devotees from Botad arrived.

Coming, they touched Maharaj's feet, their hearts filled with great joy.

They said: 'Come to our village, Hari, and fulfill everyone's wish.

Everyone watches and waits for your darshan, Beloved.

Come with all the sadhus, and increase the devotees' joy.

All arrangements have been made, by your grace, Maharaj.'

Hearing this, Hari was pleased: 'Very well, we shall come there, all of us.'

Then Shyam made himself ready and set out, taking his companions and sadhus along.

Hari shone amid the procession of horses, and came to encamp at the edge of a lake.

Devotees from land after land had come, and they too encamped nearby.

Then the compassionate one rose, to take care of the entire assembly.

Nath went from lodging to lodging, saying, 'Are you all comfortable together?' 'If you need anything, send for it; if you lack money, tell us.'

Thus he asked all the devotees, then the Beloved came to his seat.

A couch was set upon a cart, and there Vanmali went to sleep.

Satsangis and all the sadhus stayed the night together with Bhagwan.

In great joy the night passed, then lotus-eyed Nath awoke.

At once his horse was called for, and Nath mounted it.

Seeing the whole countryside and gardens, he then bathed and came back.

Coming, he gave darshan in the village, making all the devotees fulfilled.

Then fine food was prepared, and Nath ate, seeing the devotees' love.

Then all the sadhus were fed, urging them greatly himself.

Then he went to the edge of the town, and all men and women came for darshan.

In great joy the day passed, performing arti and Jivan eating.

Then the singer began his song, and singing made life fruitful.

He gave darshan for a long time, then Jivan came into the village.

There the support of life-breath slept, and morning came in happiness and joy.

Then Giridhari mounted his horse, and came into the midst of the assembly.

Then, taking all the devotees along, Nath himself came into the village.

The city's marketplace could not hold the sadhus, gulal flew as Holi was played.

Drums, kettledrums, and shehnai played, and cries of victory filled the sky.

Thus Hari played Holi in color, together with the assembly of sadhus.

Then, having bathed, Nath returned, and all the sadhus came with him.

Coming, Bhagwan ate his meal, then had all the devotees fed.

Then they came to the royal court, where there was a pavilion and platform.

There the great king sat, and wrestlers came there to compete.

Having wrestled and paid respects, he gave them a reward of rupees.

Then Nath called the sadhus, and gave them prasad sweets with his own hand.

Then he gave the sadhus his parting instruction — such divine play he performed at Botad.

Such extraordinary joy was taken by the devotees, on the full moon day of Fagan Sud.

That day Maharaj held this festival, to give happiness to the sadhus.

Somalo Bhakta, and also Hamir, Bhaga, and the steadfast devotee Hira — these devotees and others held this festival.

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 held the Fuldol festival at Botad' — the eighty-first chapter.

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