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Bhaktachintamani Prakaran 84

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Hasmukh Patadia

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Then, in Gadhada village, the Beloved arrived.

He performs divine play in fine and delightful ways, the playful, joyous one.

He gives happiness to his devotees, performing much humor and play, Hari.

His beautiful, enchanting form the devotees gaze upon with full eyes.

He goes daily to bathe in the water, taking all his companions along.

Dark Shyam, with the sadhus, plays exceedingly, joyfully in the water.

He splashes water abundantly, the companions facing each other.

The Beloved, on one side, increases the play further.

He plays in the water with his companions, dark Shyam.

Countless souls, seeing Jivan, become fulfilled.

Having bathed, Nathji then came out of the water.

Putting on his garments, the Beloved mounted his horse.

He came and sat on the veranda, a fine couch spread out.

The assembly of sadhus shone there, indescribably.

Many questions and answers were exchanged among themselves.

Then, taking up a question himself, the Beloved spoke.

He gives extraordinary answers, never heard by the ear before.

Hearing them, the devotees became delighted, all saying, blessed, blessed.

He tells ever-new accounts, and bathes daily in the water.

In white garments, garlanded with flowers, he shone greatly in his body.

Thus performing much divine play, the months of Shravan and Bhadra passed.

The joyful month of Aso arrived, and the days of Diwali came.

He held the festival of Annakot, and all the sadhus came there.

Food of various kinds was prepared, and Nath had them eat with his own hand.

The full array of lamps there shone exceedingly.

It appeared like the White Island (Shwetadwip), such was the splendor of that dwelling.

Upon a fine throne the Beloved sat.

Incense, lamps, and arti were performed together by the sadhus.

Crying victory, victory, all men and women spoke.

Such extraordinary divine play, Jivan performs for the sake of his devotees.

Then he gave permission: 'Sadhus, go to Gujarat.

We too shall come there; believe this truly.'

All the sadhus set out, holding Hari's form in their hearts.

Behind them came a strange, ghostly demon of the Kali age.

His intellect was deceitful and perverse, unable to understand the truth.

A thoroughly sinful drinker of meat and liquor, accompanied by shameless women.

Some others of his kind, who were ghostly beings in that village, also went and joined him, casting off restraint, becoming bold.

The ghost-demon gave false boasts, which they, hearing, believed to be true: 'Wherever the Swami goes with all his devotees, there I shall follow behind.

If he goes into water, or into the sky or the netherworld, I shall follow right behind; today he shall not escape.

He shall show us a sign, lifting even a shrine from this bank.'

Thus he gave false boasts before those fools.

Two thorns grow on a berry bush, one crooked and one straight, truly; the tales of scriptures and Puranas go beyond understanding — fools do not understand them. 'For many days I have grazed on this berry bush; today I have met a horned ram of a Swami.

Today he shall only escape if he meets me at Karbhamin (a challenge/place name).

Come now, hurry up, what are you waiting for, watching?

I shall silence his gun; no sword shall cut anyone.'

Hearing this, the satsangis, all together, prepared and advanced to face them.

The sinful ones fled back, this matter having arisen over their deaths.

Other people turned them back, and the satsangis were turned back too.

The demon thought thus: 'They have become submissive to us.'

Then, having found a solitary spot in his lodging, he fled in the last watch of the night, thinking: 'If the sun rises in the morning, they will surely know that the soul (my scheme) has failed.'

Thus, having averted the demon's obstacle, dark Shyam made himself ready.

To give darshan to his devotees, the compassionate one showed his grace.

Then Bhagwan, Jivan, came to Jetalpur.

There he called the sadhus, and all the sadhus came.

From Ahmedabad came the great Muktanandji.

Going out to meet him, Shri Hari gave him great joy.

He gave the devotees darshan, and the sadhus, seeing him, became happy.

He stayed there two days, then Shyam went to Shrinagar (Ahmedabad).

Seeing the devotees' love, he went to their home.

Staying the night, giving happiness, he increased their newfound love.

Then, the next day, he saw the temples of the gods, wishing to redeem countless souls, how could he abandon that habit?

He toured the city, showing grace, giving the gift of darshan.

Having granted fearlessness, Hari, the destroyer of fear, Bhagwan.

From there he returned again to Jetalpur.

To give happiness to the sadhus, he stayed two days there.

Then from there Mohan came to Memdavad, encamping outside the town, where he held a discourse on knowledge.

To the people, Jivan said: whoever has satsang to whatever degree, to that degree their sins, outer and inner, are destroyed. 'You know we have renounced the pleasures of eating, drinking, and worldly comfort.

Enduring heat and cold in the body, we worship Moraar.

Even the great and powerful, whose bodies are exceedingly delicate, whose people remain in great attendance for the care of a single body — even such a one, for the sake of the Lord, renounces bodily and mental pleasure.

He endured hardship in his body — blessed, blessed is such renunciation!

We have not renounced even that much from our bodies; therefore set aside all doubt about pleasure and pain from body and mind.

Look, we have come, taking a body for your sake.

Mind and speech cannot reach us; the scriptures describe us only as "neti neti" (not this, not this).

Therefore all of you together look toward our efforts; keep no other desire within, I tell you again.

If man desires woman, and woman desires man, and further desires offspring, then many sons and men will be obtained, but it will bring much disgrace, truly.

Whoever, abandoning my refuge, desires sensory pleasure, that person shall not attain such happiness even in dream; instead, opposing it, they shall be consumed in suffering.'

Having spoken thus, Hari then went into the city.

Having a meal at many homes, he increased the people's joy.

Then, having fed the sadhus, he set out from there at once.

Giving darshan at Degam, he came to Dabhan, the compassionate one.

Staying the night there, giving happiness, he ate a fine meal.

Then, coming to Vartal, he stayed there for seven days.

An old sadhu, free of vice, came before Nath's eyes.

Being pleased, he then had him dressed in a fine garb.

Having spoken at length, Hari made the sadhus happy.

Countless souls, seeing Jivan, crossed the fear of the ocean of worldly existence.

Then he set out from there and came to Budhej village.

Whoever had darshan of Nath became fulfilled.

From there, riding a horse, Hari ate abundant milk-curds at Gorad.

Seeing the devotees' love, he held nothing back in eating.

Then he set out for the western region, staying one night there, Hari.

From there he set out at once, Bhagwan, at dawn.

Blessed is Dholera village, where a devotee named Punjabhai lives.

He has great love for Shyam, and great discernment in his heart.

To his home, with love, he himself, Hari, came.

The devotees' minds became delighted, gazing upon Nath with full eyes.

A fine meal and dishes were prepared, and Jivan was fed.

Seeing the devotees' love, he ate their food with devotion.

Having given such great happiness, Hari then came to Gadhada.

He himself came with love, on the fourth day of the bright half of Magshar, again.

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 'Shri Hari held the Annakot festival at Gadhada' — the eighty-fourth chapter.

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