Nimā I Cañcala Khepā Kichu I Nā Māne Go Śuna Eka Dibasera Kathā

Some people think child Nimāi is never restless or reckless. Ah, please hear this story of what He did one day. Grasping the edge of His mother's garment, He walked in the courtyard. Then He saw His own shadow.

He who is the moon of Nadiya and the crown of rasikas is resplendant in His glorious wedding-garments.

Letting go of the edge of His mother's garment, He played with His shadow. Then He came upon a snake. Then He reclined on that fearsome snake's coils. What happiness did He find in that? I do not know.

His graceful limbs are anointed with sandal-paste. Sandal-paste tilaka adorns the half-moon of His forehead.

Screaming, "Haya! Haya!", everyone ran there. The snake tried to flee, but child Nimāi grabbed Him. Everyone sobbed. Śacī was wild. With a great struggle she pulled Nimāi into her arms.

He wears a crown of many different flowers. Who is not enchanted by seeing Him?

Another time child Nimāi motioned to a great bird flying in the sky. "That bird wants to carry Me away!", Nimāi said again and again. Clinging to His mother's neck, He sobbed.

Black kajjala decorates His eyes.

The tears from His eyes made His black kajjala run like two strings of sapphires or like spots on the moon of His face. What did He see with His eyes?

Here someone may say: "I am not fooled by these words. Still, when I hear them my life's breath begins to break and I fall into weeping. Lord Nimāi, the child who is Narahari's very life and breath, may perhaps be bewildered as He enjoys these pastimes, but His devotees are not. Without wavering, their hearts know the true identity of the child Nimāi.