The people of Ayodhya came, the family of Hariprasad, relatives of Shrimaharaj, an ornament of satsang.
The people of Ayodhya rejoiced, beholding Shyam, the source of all happiness, with their own eyes.
Then Shyam took them along and came to Gadhada village.
He gave them a fine, fitting house to stay in, and had a good meal prepared; the merciful one ate, seeing their devotion, and then the people of Ayodhya ate as well.
Then the Beloved began to talk with them, asking about their country, city, and village, asking about every place and location; he asked about forests, gardens, trees, and banyans, about rivers, lakes, and their banks, about cities, markets, and homes, about renunciants and householders, women and men.
He asked about temples and dharmashalas, about pilgrimage sites and bathing ghats, and gave descriptions of every place, praising each location.
Then the people of Ayodhya said, "We have seen and heard something of these, but we do not know it all as it truly is," folding their hands as they said this.
Then the imperishable one himself spoke: "Listen, you people of Ayodhya — of all the places you have named, we have wandered among them for eight watches of the day.
We stayed, played, ate whatever suited us — we were young and dear to all.
It became our habit to wander much, crossing great rivers.
We stayed little in the house — here today, elsewhere tomorrow.
Our love lay in talk of Hari; nothing else pleased us much.
We liked those devoted to bhakti, renunciation, and knowledge; those proud of their bodies displeased us.
Our nature was sharp-edged; we could not bear harsh words even a little.
We never liked jest or mockery, and held enmity toward ridicule and derision; whoever sat near us could not make a joke either.
We have told you our own nature," and, saying this, the Beloved fell silent.
Then the people of Ayodhya said, "In this there is no change in you, Lord."
As they spoke and listened to such talk, the night passed in pleasant conversation.
Then, the next day, the merciful one told them whatever they had asked.
Manchharam, the maternal uncle's son, very aged and well known — Shyam asked him: "Tell me the names of our lineage.
In our childhood we forgot the names of our family and kin, so tell me the family line, together with the relatives."
Then the people of Ayodhya said, "Listen, source of happiness — whatever names I have known and heard, I shall tell you, my Shyam.
The virtuous Pande Kanhiram lived at the village of Itar (in the Sarvar region); his son was Balkaram, whose wife was named Bhagyamani.
Their son, of pure intelligence, faultless and greatly compassionate, was named Hariprasad — he was an incarnation of dharma itself, known for his renown and good nature by all who praised him.
Of this Hariprasad, whose merit is beyond measure, I shall speak.
The Trivedis of Lunapar are known through Balkrishna's son Kalu; his wife at home was Bhavani, exceedingly pure and generous.
They had three sons and three daughters: Visharam, Subuddhi, and Ghelabhai were Kalu's sons; Chandan, Vasanta, and Balabai were Kalu's daughters.
Chandan's husband was Pande Shardhar, Vasanta's husband was Baladhidhar, and Balabai, of unwavering devotion, was married to Hariprasadji.
Now let me tell you his family, listen, O support of life: his sons, who dispel worldly sorrow, together with you — the eldest was Shri Ramprataap, the second was you yourself, Shrihariji.
The third was called Ichharamji, whose greatness cannot be told; both brothers were exceedingly generous, of the highest renown.
All of them are happy in every way; only they are unhappy without you.
You, Nilkanth, came here; the other two brothers remained behind.
Now let me tell of their families, who long greatly to meet you.
In Ramprataap's household, Suvasi — she too was sorrowful without you; they had two sons and one pure and holy daughter — Nandram and Thakorram, and a third named Ayodhyaprasad; the daughter, certainly, was Shridhanuba, of the Pande Jokhan family.
In Nand's home is his wife Lakshmi, and a son certainly named Ramsharan; Narayanprasad and Harichandra are his other, fine sons.
In Thakorram's home is Shivkunvari, with a son Ramsukh and two daughters; in Ayodhya's home is his wife Sunanda — thus is told the family of Jokhan.
In Ichharam's home is Vasumati, who holds great love for Prabhu; they have five virtuous sons, and I shall tell of the two daughters as well: Gopalji, Raghuvir by name, Vrundavan, and Sitaram, the fifth son Nathbadri, and the daughters Fulshri and Fulzari — this is Ichharam's family.
In Gopalji's home is his wife Mena, in Raghuvir's home is Virja; I shall now tell the other three: in Vrundavan's home is Indiravasi, in Sitaram's home is Indirasi.
This is Hariprasad's family, an incomparable, generous lineage of dharma; hearing and speaking their names brings purity and leads to the divine abode.
Also the people of this land who dwell there, they too are sorrowful without you, remembering you day and night, all longing for you."
So Mancharam spoke, and the beautiful, dark-hued one listened; then he asked many other things, and hearing them all rejoiced.
As some days passed in this way, the days of spring arrived, and the Beloved decided to call four great sadhus.
He said, "All of you together, consider and decide who should be the rightful heir to this seat.
It has come to our knowledge, and there will be no error in it — Ramprataap and Ichharam have sons, blessed with virtue and happiness; I shall give this seat of ours to them.
Consider it well — it is a very good choice.
Whatever regard our own lineage carries, how could another equal it?"
Then the sadhus said, "It is a true statement — today we are truly glad.
Among the many sadhus you have made, there is no deficiency either — but this matter has a deep root, for it concerns the continuity of the lineage of dharma."
Then, having asked one another about it, all found the plan pleasing in their hearts.
As a few days passed, Jagjivan came to Vartal, bringing all his relatives with him to hold the festival.
He held the Ashkot festival there, and celebrated Prabodhini well.
He made the two his adopted sons — Avadhprasad and Raghuvir — gave them the seat, made them Acharyas, and divided the temples and territories between them.
Having settled this matter cleanly, so that afterward none would trouble another, in this way he accomplished this task and then came to Gadhada village.
He gave darshan to all his devotees, and, through their conversations, made them fulfilled; he gazed constantly upon his beloved form, and then Vasant Panchami arrived.
Gulal and abundant color were brought, and equipment for play was made ready; the Beloved, filled with joy, threw color with his own hand.
He poured color and threw gulal, and all his companions became red with it; a companion threw color upon Nath, and Shyam's body shone with it.
All the garments became dyed red with color, and the people could not have their fill of watching; then Nath departed to bathe, taking all his companions with him.
Having bathed, Nath and his people ate, and the festival was held with great joy; thus does Shri Sahajanand give happiness to his people, with great love.