The
next question that confronted them was, with whose devotion it came to stand
there. Awangenious method was suggested by someone among them. It was agreed to
draw twelve lines on the ground
and to strike with pickaxes on them. Honour of bringing Khandoba there would go
to that person whose pickaxe hit Sivalinga. Needless to say Bhayya's axe struck,
but some strange phenomenon followed. No sooner did the axe touch the linga,
there gushed out streams of milk and blood from it. And the flow too was steady
and unending. To the wondering folk, Lord Khandoba appearing said that it would
stop with the sprinkling of blood on the linga of a man belonging to royal
family. The flow came to an instant stop, when the order was implemented. The
devotees erected then a temple over the Sivalinga and worshipped it with great
ardor. As the omni compassionate Khandoba showered boons to the contentment of
worshippers, soon it developed into a great temple and they hailed khandoba as
the pratyaksha Daivam. Many kinds of vows made were redeemed then and there.
Priests fixed timings for worship. And rituals and traditions were built up step
by step. This is history and evidence available in abundance that narrates the
holiness of this great shrine. As the first Sivalinga appeared was that of haldi,
offering haldi became a revenant tradition- Strange beginning stranger
tradition. Is not it?
Location
: The temple lies in Jejuri, accessible by four wheelers from Pune,
Maharastra.
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