A devotee of Viṣṇu, filled with deep faith, worships Lord Viṣṇu and spends the night awake, listening to the sacred stories of Hari. Immersed in these meritorious tales, the devotee keeps vigil, his heart and mind absorbed in divine remembrance. With the arrival of dawn, he bathes in pure water, performing the prescribed rites with great reverence. Moved by devotion and faith, he gives gifts of gold, food, and garments, sharing what he can with a generous heart. Such a vigil, dedicated to merit and virtue, should be observed every year by those who seek righteousness. During this time, Hari is to be worshipped, and the twice-born—brāhmaṇas—should be properly honored and satisfied according to one’s ability. When this is done, even serpents become harmless, just as they are rendered powerless at the sight of Tārkṣya, the mighty Garuḍa. Whoever bathes at this sacred place ascends to heaven, and even those who bathe here on earth find happiness. All living beings in the three worlds are touched by the sanctity of this place. Among all creatures afflicted by suffering—whether seven inferior or seven superior beings, along with the person himself—here, all are made equal. The congenitally blind and the lame are not distinguished; all receive the same grace. Just as the brāhmaṇa is foremost among castes, so too is this confluence of sacred places the most exalted. By bathing here, giving in charity, and conquering the senses according to one’s capacity, both men and women fulfill the prescribed rites. Just as fire consumes all things, whether dry or moist, so too does this place purify all who come. On one side are all the sacred tirthas, each with their own fruits, but the fruit of bathing here is equal to bathing in all those holy places, as remembered in tradition. There is another sacred ford here, called Gopratāra, O sinless one, where through bathing and giving, a person never knows sorrow. Just as Maṇikarṇikā is renowned in Vārāṇasī, so too is Cakravāpī remembered as the foremost of sacred fords in Naimiṣa. Here, by the command of Rāma, the people of Sāketa city were gathered. The story is told of how Rāghava—Rāma—commanded them, and how both he and the people of his city ascended to heaven. Once, after Rāma had accomplished the work of the gods, he remained tireless in his duties. Meanwhile, the monkeys, who could assume any form, learned of his intentions through their spies. These monkeys—sons of gods, gandharvas, and sages—along with all the leaders of the monkey troops, approached Rāma and spoke with devotion: “O best of men, if you depart without us, O Rāma…” Hearing the words of the bears, monkeys, and rākṣasas, Rāma, the descendant of Kakutstha, addressed Vibhīṣaṇa: “As long as living beings endure, O Vibhīṣaṇa, you must rule this kingdom. Do not disregard my command.” Then Rāma spoke to Hanuman: “As long as people speak of my story, O best of monkeys, let Mainda and Dvivida—who have tasted the nectar—remain here. Let the monkeys protect our sons and grandsons as we depart together.” Thus did Rāghava instruct them at that time. When night had ended, the broad-chested, mighty-armed Rāma first approached the blazing sacrificial fires, all burning brightly. The radiant sage Vasiṣṭha, considering everything in his mind, stood there clad in linen garments, upholding the practice of celibacy. At that moment, the lord of men uttered neither auspicious nor inauspicious words, maintaining a profound silence as the sacred rites unfolded.