Trishasti Shalaka Purusa Caritra Part 5

SR No.: 001005
Original Sutra Author: Hemchandracharya
Author: Helen M Johnson
Publisher: Oriental Research Institute Vadodra
Publication Year: 1962
Total Pages: 507
Language: English
Classification: Book_English, Mythology, & Story
File Size: 11 MB

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CHAPTER FIVE
ness, challenged him to fight again. Pressing on his waist with his knees and bending his head with his arm, Govinda, very strong, struck Cāņūra with his fist. Cāņūra, throwing up a stream of blood, his eyes miserable, was released at once by Krşņa as well as by the breath of life as if terrified.
Trembling from the agitation of anger, Kansa said: “Ho! Kill these sons of a cowherd without delay. Kill Nanda, too, by whom these serpents have been nourished. Take the property of the rogue and bring it here. If anyone else, a partisan of his, protects him in the meantime, he is equally guilty and must be killed quickly by my order.” Then Pundarīkākṣa (Krşņa), red-eyed from the agitation of anger, said: “Cāņūra having been killed, you are as good as dead now from us. Now protect yourself, on the point of being killed by me now, villain. Later, you may give orders for what is suitable for your anger in regard to Nanda and others.”
With these words Govinda jumped up, climbed on the platform instantly, seized Kansa by the hair, and threw him to the ground. Janārdana said to him whose crown was crushed, whose garment had slipped off, his eyes wavering like an animal tied in a slaughter-house: “ The children's murders were committed uselessly for your protection, villain. Now you cease to exist. Experience the fruit of your own acts.” All the people were astonished and terrified at Hari, by whom Kansa had been captured, like a rogue-elephant that had taken his form. The blue-clothed hero (Bala) made Mustika breathless by tying him with a rope and killed him like a goat brought for sacrifice.
Now the soldiers, adherents of Kansa, in order to protect Kansa, ran to kill Kșşņa, holding many weapons. Rāma pulled up a post of the platform and, striking around, put them to flight quickly, like bees in a honey-comb. Krşņa set his foot on Kansa's head and killed him, dragged him by the hair, and threw him outside the arena, like an ocean casting up a tree. Then Jarāsandha's soldiers, brought in advance by Kansa, put on armor with the intention of killing Rāma and Krşņa.