Trishasti Shalaka Purusa Caritra Part 2

SR No.: 001002
Original Sutra Author: Hemchandracharya
Author: Helen M Johnson
Publisher: Oriental Research Institute Vadodra
Publication Year: 1937
Total Pages: 438
Language: English
Classification: Book_English, Mythology, & Story
File Size: 9 MB

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CHAPTER TWO the fragrance of blossoming flowers; next, a moon which made the sky billowy with waves of moonlight, making the night of full moon appear unexpectedly by its full circle; then a sun, making daylight even at night by its rays streaming forth, dispelling the mass of darkness; a jeweled flag-staff, resembling a branch of a kalpa-tree, like a peak of Ratnagiri, marked with lofty banners; a very beautiful full pitcher, its mouth covered with blooming, fresh white lotuses, the sole abode of happiness; a lotuspool, marked everywhere with lotuses like seats of the goddess Sri, beautiful with billows of clear water; then an ocean with waves, wave upon wave, as if intending to embrace the moon in the sky; an excellent palace made of varied jewels as if one had come from the Anuttarapalaces; then a lofty heap of jewels with a remarkable mass of light, as if the earth had borne its own wealth of jewels; and a smokeless fire, as if the mass of light of all the fires contained in the three worlds had been gathered into one place. In this order Queen Vijayā saw them entering her lotus-mouth like bees.
Rejoicing at the Arhat's conception (37–64)
Then Indra's (Sakra's) lion-throne shook, and he employed clairvoyant-knowledge, an eye more powerful than a thousand eyes. By clairvoyant knowledge he knew a Tirthakrt had been conceived and, his body horripilated, Vāsava thought:
"Now the Supreme Lord has fallen from the Anuttarapalace, Vijaya, a cause of rejoicing for the world. Now he has descended into the womb of Queen Vijayā, the wife of King Jitaśatru, in the great city Vinītā in the middle division of the southern half of Bhāratavarşa in the best continent named Jambūdvipa. He will be the second blessed Tirthanātha in this avasarpiņi, an ocean with the water of compassion."
With these reflections Sunāsīras hurriedly abandoned his lion-throne, foot-stool, and shoes. Taking seven or