Nityananda Caritamrta

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ÇRÉ NITYÄNANDA CARITÄMÅTA
devotees understood the Lord’s mood by various hints. Others
knew nothing.
On the plea of going on pilgrimage, all the devotees bid
farewell to the Lord, one by one. Nityänanda Prabhu also bade
farewell to the Lord and started for Bengal with some devotees.
He traveled along the road, absorbed in ecstatic kåñëa-prema.
He appeared as if intoxicated from drinking honey. After some
time, He arrived on the bank of the Ganges and entered Räghava
Paëòita’s house in the village of Pänihäöi. Hearing about Nityänanda
Prabhu’s arrival, everyone, including children and
the elderly, happily rushed to see Him. People from Pänihäöi to
Triveëé poured in nonstop to join in the kértana. Many people
took prasäda there, and many people carried it to their houses.
Nobody could estimate how many people brought ingredients
and how many people distributed prasäda.
During the day, they distributed prasäda and at night, they
arranged huge näma-saìkértana parties. Even Lord Ananta
was unable to count the visitors. Many devotee singers sang and
danced while others fanned them with peacock feather fans.
Nityänanda Prabhu decorated His head with a turban made
of colourful cloths. He wore beautiful earrings, and His brightly
shining face defeated the beauty of the moon. He had bracelets
on His hands and rings on His fingers. He wore a golden chain
with a blue sapphire locket. His lotus feet were decorated with
golden ankle bells whose tinkling sound banished one’s miseries.
Tears of love flowed constantly from His lotus eyes. Honeybees
poured their honey on His lotus feet. His head resembled
that of a lion, and His shoulders those of an elephant. He had
a huge body whose two arms reached to His knees. His large
hands resembled those of a wrestler. His golden limbs exuded
prema. He was attached to chanting the holy names of Çré
Caitanyacandra.
Nityänanda Prabhu swung back and forth while chanting,
“Kåñëa! Kåñëa!” just like an elephant in rut when struck by a
goad. Sometimes He laughed while rolling his eyes and speaking
very sweetly. At other times, He closed His eyes and remained
silent. He sometimes cried loudly, saying, “O My dear Kåñëa!”
Sometimes, folding His hands, He chanted, “O My Lord!” and
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