Jai Sri Ram,
The Ghosts danced and sang, they were all extremely fantastic, they looked most absurd and spoke words in a peculiar style, the procession was now quite worthy of the bridegroom, and the processionists indulged in gaieties of various kinds as they went along, on the other side Himachal erected a most wonderful pavilion which beggared description,
As many mountains as existed in the world, small or big, more than man can count, and the whole host of woods, seas, rivers, and ponds were invited by Himachal, capable of taking any form they linked, they assumed handsome figure and repaired to the houses of Himalaya along with their consorts, they all sang festive songs out of affection,
The mountain king had gladly caused a number of houses tastefully decorated, and all the guests were lodged therein, each occupying a house befitting one's status, the splendor of the city was so captivating that after a glance at it the creative skill of Brahma looked very small, a glance at the beautiful city made the creative art of Brahma himself pale into insignificance, grooves and gardens, wells and ponds and rivers, all looked charming beyond words,
Every house was decorated with a number of triumphal arches, flags, and bunting, men, and women of the city were so lovely and ingenious that they enraptured the heart of sages, The city in which the mother of the universe had bodied herself forth baffled all description, prosperity and success, wealth and happiness were always on the increase there and presented a new aspect,
Nay Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
