Lord Chaitanya’s pastimes – Part-43

Lord Chaitanya’s pastimes – Part-43

When young women saw him walking in the streets they thought Cupid was walking in Nawadwip. When learned Pandits saw him, they thought Vyasadev was walking. Yogis saw him and felt he was the master of all mystic perfections. And when devotees saw him, they felt the same ecstasy as if they were with Krishna.

One day Nimai Pandit went into a cloth weaver’s shop and said, “Please give me the best cloth you have.” The tailor gave him his best clothes and said, “You try this on and if you like it please keep it. You don’t have to give me any money.” Nimai smiled and blessed him. He then went to the house of a milkman who sat him down and they shared many pleasing, sweet and joking words. The milkman then brought his best milk, yoghurt and sweetmeats and offered them to the Lord. The Lord blessed him and went to the house of a garland maker. He asked for the best garland and the flower seller gave his best garland and told him to put it on his body and there was no need to pay anything. He went to the oil shop and asked for the best and most fragrant oils. The oil man personally anointed the Lord’s body with the best oils. He then gave the best quality oil in a container and told Nimai to take it home and try it daily. And then days later, if he wished he could pay for it, but that also wasn’t needed.

This way the Lord was so charming and attractive that everyone, even though they didn’t know who he was, wanted to offer the best of what they have, for the pleasure of the Lord.

One day he came to the house of the all-knowing seer, who knew the past, present and future. Lord Chaitanya asked him, “Please tell me who I was in my previous life?” the seer went into a trance and began to chant his special mantras that gave him a vision of previous lives. As he closed his eyes and chanted his gopal mantras, he saw a beautiful, four handed Narayana form. Then he saw a beautiful baby appearing in the dark dungeon of Kamsa, in the presence of Vasudev and Devaki.

To be continued…

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