Trishasti Shalaka Purusa Caritra Part 3

SR No.: 001003
Original Sutra Author: Hemchandracharya
Author: Helen M Johnson
Publisher: Oriental Research Institute Vadodra
Publication Year: 1949
Total Pages: 441
Language: English
Classification: Book_English, Mythology, & Story
File Size: 10 MB

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ANANTANATHACARITRA
123 Hari replied with a beaming smile to Pratihari: “The sun, though new, drives away dense darkness. Fire, though only a spark, burns straw completely. Glory is the standard of heroes. What has age to do with glory? Enough of hesitation. Hurl your cakra fearlessly. A serpent will become quiet, when it has discharged poison, but not otherwise.”
Madhu made the cakra into a ring on his finger with ease and whirled it, like a boy whirling a fire-brand. Madhu hurled the cakra and it fell, kissing Sārgin's breast with a blow from the tip of the hub which had a brilliant light. Dazed by the blow, Vişņu fell on the chariot and was taken on his lap by Balabhadra who jumped up. Keśava regained consciousness from contact with his brother's body, like a bath of nectar, and took up Madhu's cakra as well as his breath.
Then Sārngadhara said: “Do not stay here like me. Go! Go quickly! What rivalry has a dog with a lion?” Madhu said, “Throw the cakra, you there! Why do you boast, roaring like an autumn-cloud ?” Janārdana threw his (Madhu's) cakra after he had spoken so and made his head fall on the ground like the fruit of a palm tree. Sārngin was praised by the gods raining flowers, saying, "Well done! Well done!” Madhu was grieved over by his people, saying, "Oh, lord, lord, where are you?”
The distinguished soldier, Kaitabha, was killed by Keśava's general and at once Śrīpati (Purusottama) was resorted to by Madhu's other kings.
Expedition of conquest (192-195) Then Sārngabhrt subdued the southern half of Bharata with the lords of Māgadha, Varadāman, Prabhāsa. In the Magadhas Madhava lifted easily a rock being lifted by a crore of men and cheerfully set it down like a cover (of the earth). Then Puruşottama, having a reception, as it were, given by the ocean holding high waves, 170 went to his
170 194. As water of the reception-gift.