Trishasti Shalaka Purusa Caritra Part 4

SR No.: 001004
Original Sutra Author: Hemchandracharya
Author: Helen M Johnson
Publisher: Oriental Research Institute Vadodra
Publication Year: 1954
Total Pages: 449
Language: English
Classification: Book_English, Mythology, & Story
File Size: 9 MB

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CHAPTER THREE not stop it." Angry at this thought, Pavanañjaya drew his sword and appeared like a Räksasa who has suddenly risen from darkness. Saying angrily, "I shall cut off the heads of the two in whose hearts is Vidyutprabha," Pavanañjaya started. Holding him by the arm, Prahasita said: "Do you not know that a woman, even though guilty, must not be killed, like a cow? How much more Añjanasundari entirely innocent. She did not stop the girl talking in this improper way from bashfulness."
Restrained by Prahasita urgently, Pavanañjaya flew up and went to his own abode and stayed awake, grieving. At dawn he said to Prahasita: "Friend, what would be the good of her for a wife? Even a servant who is indifferent is a source of trouble, to say nothing of a wife. So, come. Let us go to our own city, employing great haste. What is the good of food, even though sweet, if it does not please one?”
Even as he was saying this, Pavanañjaya started, but Prahasita held him and reasoned with him gently.
"The transgression of one's own promise is not suitable for the great, to say nothing of a promise made by the elders who are not to be sinned against. Whether one sells for money or gives as a favor, the elders are the authority for the noble. There is no other course. Moreover, in this case there is not an atom of blame in Añjanasundari. My friend's heart is hurt by the fault of fate. If you go away because of your own wilfulness, brother, will you not put to shame the noble parents, hers and yours, who are well-known?
Pavanañjaya reflected at this talk of Prabasita's and remained as before, somehow or other, with a thorn in his heart, as it were. On the appointed day, Pavanañjaya's and Añjanasundari's wedding-festival took place which was a moon to the night-blooming lotuses of their parents' eyes. Prahlāda was honored affectionately by Mahendra and went to his own city joyfully with the bride and groom and his household.