The joyful Lord, giver of bliss, came to Gadhada.
He gave darshan to all his devotees and gladdened their hearts.
Seated with his legs folded, he remained there while all the people gazed upon him, as the chakor bird gazes at the moon and the peacock gazes at a rain cloud.
Everyone stayed looking at him without blinking.
Then Pranajivan (the Life of all life) spoke: "You are all happy, all you people."
The devotees replied with folded hands: "Seeing you, we are happy, Lord."
Then a fine meal was prepared with love, and Hari ate it there among his people.
He spoke with great affection, and all rejoiced to hear him; he remembered and praised the devotees of every land.
He spoke of many other things as well, and the people were delighted to hear them.
In this way two months and ten days passed.
Then Jivanpran said: "Listen, all you wise sadhus.
The trouble that the demons caused has now subsided.
The rule has become just, bringing ease to the poor and the helpless.
There will be no more oppression now, and sadhus like you will not be persecuted.
So keep to the practice you followed before, most beautiful and holy."
So Maharaj told his people, and the sadhus kept to that practice.
Then the month of Fagun came, and everyone grew eager to play Holi.
In the village of Machhiyavu in the Bhal region lived a devotee who held him very dear.
He lovingly invited Hari, and Prabhuji went there with affection, arriving with his companions and giving darshan to the devotees.
Satsangis came from every land, and all the sadhus were called there to hold the festival and give darshan; Pranajivan was very pleased.
He spoke sweetly to everyone, and all loved to hear talk of the Beloved; questions and answers took place, and the devotees sang the virtues of Govind.
Then the day of the festival came, and Life was glad to play with his people.
The Beloved mounted his horse, accompanied by thousands upon thousands of companions.
Filling their laps with gulal, they threw it, and a red cloud rose into the sky; the companions became soaked in color, playing together in that joyous hue.
Many kinds of instruments played, and cries of celebration rose there.
Thus he played the color-drenched Holi, taking the company of sadhus with him.
Having fulfilled everyone's wish, Shyam then bathed in the lake, and from there the Beloved returned to his lodging, where a fine meal had been prepared.
Life ate and fed the devotees, delighting all the sadhus.
The people had hung a swing there, and Hari sat upon it; then Life swung on the swing, and all the devotees rejoiced greatly.
Afterward Maharaj sat upstairs, and wrestlers came there to compete; seeing a fine bout, he was pleased and gave a prize taken from his own turban.
Thus the Beloved performed such pastimes and gave darshan, the beautiful and charming one.
He performed many pastimes there for the people, on the full-moon day of Fagun; that day's pastimes at Machhiyavu were arranged devotedly by Fuiba.
Then he departed at once from there and came to Dadhuka, where devout devotees lived whose sole refuge was the Master.
They invited the company of sadhus and had a fine meal prepared for Nath.
After the assembly of sadhus had been fed a fine, sweet meal, the Lord himself rose to serve, being merciful toward his devotees; taking laddus in hand, he pressed them upon the devotees, feeding the sadhus generously.
Having given such great happiness, the devotees' hearts were gladdened.
Then the Beloved gave his instruction and counsel to all the sadhus.
They stayed there one night, and the Lord departed the next morning.
Seeing the devotees' heartfelt wish, he returned again to Machhiyavu and stayed there five days, mercifully giving darshan.
Then he departed at once and came to the village of Shiyal, where a devotee named Tuladhar lived, a fine man of generous mind; Maharaj stayed at his house and had a meal prepared there.
From there the Beloved departed after eating and stayed at Rozka; from there the beautiful Shyam went on and came to Govind Gadhada.
All the people there cried out blessings and praise.
Hearing of this growing fame, the demons rose up in anger.
They gathered together and said, "Let us crush the satsangis."
So the wicked ones conspired, and demons were gathered from many lands.
A great demon-chief made his plan and came in great force with loaded guns, surrounding the place from every side — true enemies bent on harming the sadhus.
Among themselves the wicked ones said, "Cut down all the satsangis."
As they aimed their guns, the devotees of Hari said, "Strike your blow if you must — then watch what follows."
Then the demons fired their guns, but flame flared up and burned their own beards.
It then became clear to them that they would not escape with their lives that day, so the wicked ones fell back and retreated with blackened faces.
The sinners were defeated by their own sin, on the fourteenth day of the bright half of Jyeshtha — that day the wicked had plotted this treachery, but in the end treachery serves no one.
The sinners went on in their sin, while the devotees of Hari remained unafraid.
Then Shyam departed and came to Kariyani village, staying two or three days before coming to Gadhada.
There the sadhu Ramdas came for a purpose — he relinquished his body there, on the sixth day of the dark half of Jyeshtha.
For his sake, Maharaj stayed one night and then departed the next morning.
He stayed nearby some ten or fifteen days more, and having accomplished what he set out to do, came to Gadhada.
There, for the sake of pilgrims, Maharaj had a free almshouse built; he himself fed great numbers of people without charge, and hearing of it people came from far and wide.
A flag of dharma was raised outside, and food was given abundantly.
Separately, the assembly of sadhus was fed, and there was great joy and celebration.
In this way the rainy season passed; Bhadrapad ended and Ashwin arrived.
Then satsangis came from Surat, bringing fine garments for the Lord — a beautiful plumed turban inscribed with his name, and a fine coat and trousers, offered with great love.
Maharaj was pleased and wore the garments out of regard for his devotees' feelings, for though the Self-sufficient Lord needs nothing, seeing the devotion of his people he graciously accepted their worship.
Then Diwali arrived, with a beautiful row of lamps lit.
The Beloved came and sat there, and his lovely form delighted everyone; seeing him, the people rejoiced, all crying "Blessed, blessed is the Master!"
A meal of many kinds was then prepared, with dishes of every sort.
A great Annakut food-offering was arranged, and the Beloved lovingly partook of it, then fed the assembly of devotees, serving with his own hand.
Nath gave happiness and the people received it, on the first day of the bright half of Kartik.
That day all the sadhus gathered together from every land, and the good devotees Jaya and Lalita hosted the celebration.