നന്ദനും, മറ്റ് ഗോപന്മാരും, ഗോപികകളും—all of them, their minds deeply absorbed in the lotus feet of Govinda—found it impossible to pull their thoughts away from Him. Even so, they departed for മഥുരാ, carrying that devotion in their hearts. After their relatives had left, the വൃഷ്ണികൾ, for whom കൃഷ്ണൻ was the supreme deity, noticed the rainy season approaching. So, they returned to their beloved ദ്വാരകാ once again. There, among their people, they joyfully narrated the grand festival of the യദു gods—describing the pilgrimage, the reunions with friends, and all the remarkable events that had taken place. Thus concludes the eighty-fourth chapter, "The Description of Pilgrimage," in the tenth book, second half, of the glorious Bhagavata Mahapurana, the scripture revered by supreme renunciates. Then, Parikshit Maharaja, with curiosity and reverence, asked, “O Brahman, I wish to know about the sister of Rama and Krishna—how did Arjuna marry her, and how did she become my grandmother?” Suka replied, “Once, while wandering on pilgrimage, Arjuna travelled across the earth and reached Prabhasa. There, he heard about his maternal cousin. Some said that Rama might give her in marriage to Duryodhana, but others disagreed. Arjuna, desiring her, took up the life of a renunciate with three staffs and went to Dwaraka. There, seeking his purpose, Arjuna stayed for several months. He was repeatedly honored by the townspeople and by Rama himself, who did not recognize him. One day, Rama invited Arjuna home as a guest, offering him food with faith, and Arjuna accepted what was given as alms. It was there that Arjuna saw a great maiden, captivating to heroes. His heart was stirred by affection, and his eyes blossomed with desire—he set his heart upon her. She too, seeing Arjuna, chose him in her heart, drawn to him as is natural for women. Smiling, with bashful sidelong glances, she fixed her heart and gaze upon him. Arjuna, constantly thinking of her and desiring her, found no peace; his mind was confused by overpowering passion. During a great festival, as she rode in a chariot and left the fortress, Arjuna—with the approval of her parents and Krishna, the mighty charioteer—carried her away. Standing atop the chariot, Arjuna took up his bow and drove away the brave warriors who tried to block him, scattering his own people like a lion scatters deer. Hearing of this, Rama was agitated like a great ocean under the full moon. But Krishna, along with friends, calmed Rama by holding his feet. Bala, joyful at the wedding, sent abundant gifts—elephants, chariots, horses, men, and women, all of great wealth. Among Krishna’s devotees was an eminent Brahman named Srutadeva, known for his exclusive devotion to Krishna. He was fulfilled in all aims, peaceful, wise, and free from indulgence. Srutadeva lived among the Videhas in Mithila, as a householder, accepting only what came by chance and performing his duties without effort. Each day, he accepted only what came for the sake of pilgrimage, satisfied with that alone, and performed the appropriate rites as needed. Likewise, the ruler of that land was Bahulashva, a Maithila, known for humility; both were dear to Acyuta. Pleased with both, the Lord mounted a chariot brought by Daruka, and together with sages, he went to the land of the Videhas. Nārada, Vāmadeva, Atri, Krishna, Rama, Asita, Aruni, Suka himself, Brihaspati, Kanva, Maitreya, Cyavana, and others accompanied Him. Wherever He went, the citizens and people of the land approached Krishna, bearing offerings, as if greeting the rising sun with its planets. The people of Anarta, Dhanva, Kuru, Jangala, Kanka, Matsya, Panchala, Kunti, Madhu, Kekaya, Kosala, Arna, and others gazed upon His lotus-like face, radiant with a generous smile and gentle eyes—men and women alike, their eyes filled with wonder. To those whose darkness of vision was dispelled by His glance, the Guru of the three worlds granted safety and the sight of His form. Hearing the praises sung by gods and men, which spread in all directions, white as the sky and destroying misfortune, He slowly entered Videha. Hearing that Acyuta had arrived, the citizens and people of the land joyfully approached Him, carrying offerings in their hands. Seeing the illustrious one, their faces blossoming with delight, they bowed with joined palms, as did the sages whom they had only heard of before. Thinking that the Guru of the world had come for their own blessing, the king of Mithila and Srutadeva both fell at His feet. With joined palms, both invited the Dasharha, along with the brahmins, to accept their hospitality at the same time. The Lord, perceiving their intent and wishing to please them both, entered the homes of each, unnoticed by the other. Janaka, of great mind, brought those who had come from afar—even those not of good conduct—into his own house, seated them comfortably on the finest seats, and listened to them. With devotion grown strong, his heart overflowing with joy and tears in his eyes, he bowed to their feet, washed them, and took that water, which purifies the world. With his family, he bore on his head the water and worshipped the Lords with fragrances, garlands, garments, incense, lamps, offerings, and cows and bulls. Pleasing them with sweet words, he spoke as they sat, not yet fully satisfied, gently touching the feet of Vishnu, who was seated with his feet drawn up, with joy. King Bahulashva said, “You are indeed the Self, the witness, the seer of all beings, O Lord; and now, for us who remember your lotus feet, you have come into our sight. To fulfill your own words, you have become visible to us; for you said that your devotees, who are exclusively devoted, are dear to you, O Infinite One, more than even Lakshmi or Brahma. Who indeed would abandon your lotus feet, O giver of the Self to the renounced, peaceful sages who possess nothing? You, who descended in the Yadu dynasty among men wandering in this world, spread your fame for their peace, removing the suffering of the three worlds. Obeisance to you, O Bhagavan Krishna, of unfailing wisdom, Narayana, the sage who performed tranquil austerities. O Lord, please dwell in our home for a few days together with these brahmins; sanctify the lineage of Nimi with the dust of your feet.