Parshvabhyuday

SR No.: 001704
Original Sutra Author: Jinsenacharya
Author: M G Kothari
Publisher: Gulabchand Hirachand Doshi
Total Pages: 844
Language: Sanskrit, English
Classification: Book_Devnagari, Literature, & Mythology
File Size: 16 MB

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would certainly make its end pass through Him. His decision, made to renounce the net of pearls familiar long since through the contrivance of fate, would not be at all capable of holding His vital airs together. That sword of his, he said, had attained steadiness in the process of rending asunder the frontal globes on the foreheads of the troops of elephants of enemies, playing the conquerors in battles, the arm of the goddess of the brave, deserving gentle rubbings by his hands after the destruction of the strong bodies of those strongly desirous of quaffing blood had been brought about, must have been heard by Him. Even the heavenly warriors had been intimidated when he had unsheathed his sword. He said he used to connive at those who were not brave. He interrogated the sage whether He did not feel ashamed of confronting him in hostility. He said his thigh, resembling the stem of a plantain-tree, reddish owing to its being annointed with its own juice, on account of its being red owing to the wounds inflicted by his sword, would tremble in front of his sword. He, a would-be cloud, considering Himself a man of sound learning, Himself should tell whether at that time when in the society of warriors the faces of men were stigmatised owing to their self-respect being offended by the proud enemies, the soveriegn power of those, holding up their heads with pride, would enjoy the pleasure of sleep. Having set aside that state of His mind, afraid of his arrival, deprived of His grasping capacity, reducing Him to the state of sleeplessness, obstructing the working of His vital airs, He, averse to thundering, becoming steadfast in the mid-course of fighting, should, śambara said, become a better warrior or have patience for a period of three hours. He said that He should not be afraid of him when he, the force of whose thunderlike roar would be troubling the heavenly warriors, would have wielded a sword to give a fight. The goddess of the brave would not cease to exist at the time of an attack. He desired that her love for Him, for śambara or