The Supreme Lord, source of all creation and destruction, manifests His timeless power in forms such as Hiraṇyagarbha and Śarva. His pure deeds are celebrated in the homes of the gods—deeds like slaying the enemies of kings, liberating His own self, and acts sung by the Gopīs, the wives of the elephant-lord, the daughters of Janaka, His parents who found refuge in Him, the sages, and by all who cherish Him. O Kṛṣṇa, the killing of Jarāsandha will fulfill many purposes, and the sacrifice you desire will be accomplished through this act. Hearing these words, all those assembled—divine sage, elders of the Yadu dynasty, and Kṛṣṇa Himself—honored Uddhava’s counsel, recognizing its auspiciousness for Acyuta. Then, the Lord, son of Devakī, commanded preparations for departure. He took leave of His elders and instructed His faithful servants Dāruka, Jaitra, and others. Mighty and resolute, He made ready for the journey. He sent forth His own women, sons, and attendants, bid farewell to Saṅkarṣaṇa and the Yadu king, and ascended His chariot, adorned with the Garuḍa emblem, brought by His charioteer. Surrounded by His army—commanders of chariots, elephants, infantry, and cavalry—the Lord set out, the quarters resounding with the blare of mṛdaṅgas, kettle-drums, conches, and trumpets. The virtuous wives, accompanied by their sons and adorned in splendid garments, ornaments, unguents, and garlands, followed Acyuta in golden palanquins and chariots, well-guarded by men wielding swords and shields. Men, camels, cows, buffaloes, donkeys, horses, chariots, elephants, attendants, and noble women, all adorned with bangles, armlets, blankets, and garments, carrying their belongings, departed in every direction. The army, with great banners, cloth canopies, parasols, and fans, bearing splendid weapons, ornaments, crowns, and armor, shone brilliantly like the sun. Its tumultuous roar echoed like the ocean stirred by mighty whales and waves. The sage, honored by the lord of the Yadus, bowed to Him, fixing the Lord in his heart, and departed through the sky. Hearing his resolve, Mukunda, whose senses were satisfied by the sight of the Lord, brought proper offerings. The Blessed Lord, delighting the royal messenger with His words, assured him: “Do not fear, O messenger; blessings to you. I will destroy the Magadhan.” Thus comforted, the messenger departed and conveyed the message to the kings, who also witnessed the arrival of Śauri, whom they longed to be liberated. Hari crossed the regions of Ānarta, Sauvīra, Maru, and Vinaśana, traversing mountains and rivers, arriving at cities, villages, and cattle stations. Mukunda crossed the Drishadvati and Sarasvati rivers, reached the Panchalas, then the Matsyas, and finally arrived at Shakraprastha. Hearing of His arrival, the king—the beloved of all and difficult to behold—joyfully came out with his teachers, surrounded by friends. Accompanied by singing, instruments, and the loud chanting of Brahmins, he approached Hrishikesha with reverence, as vital breath approaches the life-breath. Seeing Krishna, the Pandava’s heart overflowed with affection. He embraced his dearest friend, whom he had not seen for a long time, again and again. Embracing with both arms the spotless abode of Lakshmi, the body of Mukunda, the king, freed from misfortune, attained supreme joy. His eyes filled with tears, his body thrilled, and all worldly distractions faded away. Bhima, overjoyed, embraced his maternal cousin, his senses overwhelmed with love and smiling. The twins and the crowned one, too, with their hearts full, embraced Achyuta, their tears flowing. Embraced by Arjuna, greeted by the twins, Krishna bowed to the Brahmins and elders, according to proper honor. He honored the proud Kurus, Sṛñjayas, and Kaikeyas, as well as charioteers, bards, Gandharvas, singers, and counselors. With drums, conches, kettle-drums, lutes, flutes, and cow-horns, the Brahmins praised Lotus-eyed Krishna, danced, and sang. Thus surrounded by friends, the jewel among the famed, praised by all, the Blessed Lord entered the adorned city. The path was sprinkled with fragrant water from elephants, decorated with colorful banners, golden gateways, and full pots. Radiant men and women, adorned with new garments, ornaments, and garlands, filled the air with scents, making the city resplendent. He saw the royal city adorned with houses, their entrances shining with bright lamps and offerings, beautiful flags fluttering, golden pots on the roofs, and large silver pinnacles. Hearing that the vessel for quenching the eyes of men had arrived, the young women, their hair loosened in eagerness and garments unfastened, immediately abandoned their household tasks and husbands in bed, rushing forth to see the king along the royal road. In that place, crowded with elephants, horses, chariots, and foot soldiers, the women, having seen Krishna with his wives from their homes, scattered flowers and, embracing him in their minds, offered a gracious welcome with smiling glances. The women, seeing the wives of Mukunda on the road, spoke among themselves: “Like stars beside the moon, what is lacking for them? For with his eyes, the crown of men, his noble smile, and playful glances, he creates a festival of delight.” The citizens approached, bearing auspicious offerings, and the foremost among them, purified of sin, performed worship for Krishna in proper order. Mukunda, joyfully welcomed by the women of the inner chambers, their eyes blooming with affection and reverence, entered the royal palace. Pritha, seeing Krishna, her brother’s son and Lord of the three worlds, rose from her couch with a heart full of love and, together with her daughters-in-law, embraced him. Bringing Govinda, the Lord of gods, into his home with honor, the king, overwhelmed with joy, could not discern what duties remained in the worship. Krishna offered salutations to his paternal aunt, maternal aunt, and teachers; and he himself was greeted by Krishna, O king, and by his sister. Prompted by her mother-in-law, Krishna and all the wives of Krishna honored Rukmini, Satyā, Bhadrā, and Jāmbavatī. They also honored Kālindī, Mitravindā, Śaibyā, Nāgnajitī, and the virtuous others who had arrived, with garments, garlands, ornaments, and the like. King Yudhishthira comfortably accommodated Janardana, along with his army, attendants, and wives, renewing his hospitality again and again. Having satisfied Agni with the Khāṇḍava forest, together with Phālguna, and having freed Maya, by whom a divine assembly hall was built for the king, Krishna stayed for several months, wishing to please the king, roaming about in a chariot with Phālguna, surrounded by warriors. Thus concludes the seventy-first chapter, entitled 'Krishna's Journey to Indraprastha,' in the tenth canto, second half, of the Śrīmad Bhāgavatam, the great Purāṇa, the scripture of the supreme swan.