Shri Sthulibhadraji. If Shirdar in Munigan!

- Eye oyster, distance pearl-Acharya Shri Vatsalyadeep Suriji

- Cupid's real bar is a picture gallery of cells! The gallery was built by Sthulibhadra and Kosha together. Kosha sang and danced to Sthulibhadra. Excellent diet, played veena.

At the time when the drizzle started on The Rati, the humble disciples asked Shri Sambhutivijayji for permission to stay in the rain. A sage said he would stay near the lion's den. The other asked for permission to stay with Rafda of Drishtivisarpana. The third said he would stay on the well plate. The fourth sage Sthulibhadra said, "I will accept his Shadras meal and spend four months in the beautiful picture gallery of Rajnartaki Kosha in Pataliputra."

Shri Sambhutivijyaji ordered the survey. Silence was raining in the seriousness of this principal.

It was morning.

Rajanartaki Kosha was pleased to see Sthulibhadra coming. That beautiful woman loved Sthulibhadra with all her heart. Was longing. Ever since Sthulibhadra became disgusted, she had become a fool. She had stopped eating, eating and dressing in a simple way, singing, playing and dancing. Her eyes longed for Pratipal Sthulibhadra. The sky was clouded over and the turbulence intensified. Sthulibhadra came in it. Kosha's resignation did not last long. It happened that his arti is fruitful!

But Sthulibhadra came in the guise of a monk!

Kosha's eyes started dripping. Sthulibhadra became a recluse and an ascetic. What will happen now ? But at the same time it was said that Sthulibhadra would stay here for four months! Kosha has a knot in his mind: I will fix it in a moment, I know the rumors of Sthulibhadra.

Cupid's real bar is a picture gallery of cells! The gallery was built by Sthulibhadra and Kosha together. Kosha sang and danced to Sthulibhadra. Excellent diet, played veena.

Despite being invited with sweet promises, this sthulibhadra turned out to be completely different! Earlier he could not walk for a moment without a cell, today he was just as steadfast in following his Mahavrat! The posture of the cell, the melody of its harp, the melody of the throat did not touch Sthulibhadra at all! He was a winner now!

The nectar of asceticism was now dripping from his eyes. They were eager from a distance to reach the culmination of Moksha Sadhana.

No one knew where the four-month monsoon ended, and it was time for Sthulibhadra to leave. Kosha bowed his head and said, 'Munivar! Now I will also try to walk your path: your penance, your renunciation, your way of life is the truth in the end! Give me a proper vow. '

Sthulibhadra gave blessings. Kosha gave up the longings of life except that the king would send someone. It was a sacred moment. Time elapsed. Kosha was a very handsome man. Her intoxicated body was intense. The men were frowning there.

The king sent a chariot to Kosha. Rathik was fond and valiant. He knew the wonderful archery. Arriving at Kosha's abode, he shot an arrow at the mango branch from the window. He shot another arrow at her back, made a third garland at her back, pulled out a whole mango stalk, picked mangoes from it and offered it to Kosha!

Kosha broke his captivating laugh.

Kosha led Rathik to a beautiful picture gallery when the crazy night air floated on the ground.

Koshani is a picture gallery - like a work-husband's bedroom! Kosha made a heap of mustard, put a needle on it, arranged a flower on it and started dancing with his toe on it! Rathik is looking at the best art! Oh, what a spectacular dance! An achievement that makes the earth self-delighted!

Rathik lifted Kosha into his arms. Kosha's rarity was appreciated from that distance!

A small tear from Kosha's eyeballs shone like death. He said, 'Oh dear Rathik! It is not an art for you to draw a row of arrows and pull a mango tree, and it is not an art for me to dance with a heap of mustard, such art has no value: true art is very different. The best beautiful woman in the world is standing in front of her eyes, she has a pre-acquaintance, all the conveniences that cause dementia and the woman herself longs for that man and yet, the man does not even look up, keeps his mind pure and restrained, the song of asceticism in the heart Just sing - that is the true sadhana and service is the blessing of human beings! '

Rathik became one: 'Dear Kosha, where can you find such great men?'

Kosha was wandering at the peak of the same spirit: 'O Rathik, one can find a sage who has done penance in the forest, who has become a work winner!'

Rathik: 'Name the best sage, Koshadevi?

Kosha inadvertently joined hands:

'Munishrestha Shri Sthulibhadra!'

At that moment, Rathik ran away without saying a word.

Kosha was looking at him. The sound of the cult of upliftment was emanating from the steps of Rathik! Kosha speaks in his mind: Namo loe savva sahunam!

After the completion of Chaturmas, one after another Munis started coming to Gurudev Shri Sambhutivijyaji. Welcoming everyone on Thursday: 'Wait, difficult!'

All the sages heard it and when they saw the special praise of Sthulibhadra Muni, jealousy arose.

Sage Sthulibhadra was not touched by that. In the distance, the cuckoo of asceticism was chirping!

Anyone in a village, town or forest who knows this Mars story, their mind, heart and speech became pure. A roar arose from all the depths,

Shri Sthulibhadraji, if Shirdar in Munigan!