There is no bigger party. The inhabitants of Dvaraka, who could constantly contemplate the form of the infallible Lord, an inexhaustible reservoir of beauty, never found themselves satiated. On the breast of the Lord lives the goddess of fortune. His face, like the moon, is the cup in which the eyes thirst for unparalleled beauties are showered, on his arms rest the celestial beings masters of the galaxy, and at his lotus feet take refuge the pure beings, whose songs and words have no other object than his Grace. The Lord advances in the avenues of Dvaraka; a white umbrella protects him from the sun, white camaras fly in semicircles around him, and flowers fall in rain on his way. With the yellow of his cloak and his garlands of flowers, He offers to the eyes the image of a dark cloud that surround together in the sky the sun and the moon, the rainbow and the lightning. After entering the home of his father, the Lord receives the embraces of his mothers, including Devaki, the first, his natural mother. He offers them his tribute with joy, placing his head at their feet.

If Lord Krishna, God, the Supreme Person behaves like this, it is to teach all living beings how to behave towards his (eldest) elders. After which, the Lord enters his palaces, all of an extreme perfection, where his wives live, to the number of sixteen thousand one hundred eighty (16,108).

In Dvaraka, the capital of the kingdom of terrestrial Vrindavana, there are innumerable gardens and parks where flowers with shimmering colors are multiplying; there are trees of orchards heavy with innumerable fruits. Wonderful birds chirp; the peacocks utter their wonderful cry. Ponds and lakes are covered with red and blue lotus flowers and water lilies. Large swans, beautiful sounding cranes swim peacefully. The city has nine hundred thousand grand palaces built of the finest marble, closed gates and portals in heavy silver. The columns of houses and palaces are adorned with jewels, such as the philosopher's stone, the sapphire and the emerald; from the ground, emanates a wonderful radiance. The roads, the roads, the streets, the crossroads and the market places, everything is richly decorated. Beautiful private homes, temples and public buildings follow one another, in the diversity of their architecture, but all of equal beauty. Dvaraka is a brilliant city. The main avenues, crossroads, paths, streets and also the threshold of each house burst clean. All roads are lined with shrubs and, at regular intervals, tall trees, to protect passers-by from the sun.

In this luminous city, Lord Krishna, God, the Supreme Person, has many palaces, where He visits, to worship, the great kings and princes of the world. They were built by Visvakarma himself, the architect of celestial beings, who used all his talent and ingenuity in this work. Krishna reigns over sixteen thousand palaces, each inhabited by one of his queens. He multiplied in sixteen thousand forms to live simultaneously with his different wives, in different palaces. The pillars of these palaces are made of coral and the ceilings adorned with jewels. The walls and the arches of the pillars glittering, encrusted with sapphires. Dais everywhere, made by Visvakarma, and decorated with pearls. The seats and other furniture are ivory adorned with gold and diamonds, which shine under the thousand fires of precious lamps. Fragrant vapors