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In the Padma Purana,
After saying "Salutations to the Siddhas," Sumali said to Dasanana, "These are not lotuses, O son, nor are they clouds. || 275 || They are adorned with white banners, with thousands of arches, and these Jina temples are shining on the peaks of the mountains. || 276 || These were built by the virtuous and great-souled Harishena. O son, you should bow to them and purify your heart in an instant. || 277 || Then, standing there, Dasanana, the crusher of Dhanada, bowed to the Jina temples and, filled with wonder, said, "O venerable one, what was the greatness of Harishena, for which you have spoken of him in this way?" || 278-279 || Then Sumali said, "O Dasanana, you have asked a very good question. Now listen to the story of Harishena, the destroyer of sin. || 280 || In the city of Kampilya, there lived a great king named Mrigapati-dhvaja, who was renowned throughout the world. || 281 || His queen was named Prahva, who was adorned with the qualities of women and, by her good fortune, had attained the position of being the most beautiful among hundreds of queens. || 282 || From them was born a son named Harishena, who was the embodiment of supreme good fortune. He was endowed with sixty-four auspicious marks and was a destroyer of evil. || 283 || Once, on the occasion of the Ashtahnika festival, the virtuous queen Vatra desired to have a chariot of the Jina Tirthankara taken out in procession in the city. || 284 || King Singh-dhvaja had another queen named Mahalakshmi, who was always intoxicated with pride in her good fortune. Mahalakshmi, filled with many evil intentions, was Vatra's co-wife, and she raised her voice against her, saying, "First, my Brahma-ratha will go through the streets of the city, and then the Jina-ratha built by queen Vatra can go." || 285-286 || Hearing this, Vatra was so grieved that it was as if a thunderbolt had struck her heart. Filled with sorrow, she vowed, "If my chariot goes first in the city, then I will eat again as before, otherwise not." || 287-288 || Saying this, she bound herself by this vow, and, deprived of all business, she became pale and her face was like a lotus covered in mud. || 289 ||