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The Seventeenth Chapter
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Listen, this is the daughter of King Mahendra, known as Anjana, who is filled with the glory of the world and has a pure heart. She is the beloved wife of Pavanavega, the son of King Prahlad, whose mind is an ocean of virtues. ||335-336||
Once, without informing his relatives, he went to war, following his father's command, and conceived a child in her womb. He was a friend of Ravana. ||337||
Although Anjana was innocent, her cruel and heartless mother-in-law, driven by her wicked nature, sent her back to her father's house. ||338||
Her father, fearing the consequences of her misfortune, did not give her a place in his home. It is true that noble people are often afraid of false accusations. ||339||
This noble girl, abandoned by all her relatives, was left alone in this great forest, like a deer, without any support. ||340||
I, a servant of this kind-hearted woman, came here following the tradition of our family. She, always cheerful, has made me her confidante. ||341||
This Anjana has given birth to a son today in this forest, full of various hardships. I don't know how this virtuous woman will find happiness and support. ||342||
I have told you this story briefly, O virtuous one. I am unable to describe all the suffering she has endured. ||343||
Then, from the heart of that Vidhyadhara, filled with love that had melted due to Anjana's suffering, a voice emerged, as if his heart was overflowing with emotion and had no space left for it to stay inside. ||344||
He said, "O virtuous woman! You are my niece. I couldn't recognize you because your appearance has changed due to our long separation." ||345||
"My father is Vichitrabhanu, and my mother is Sundaramalini. My name is PratiSurya, and I live on the island called Hanuruh." ||346||
After saying this, he recounted all the events of his childhood to Anjana, weeping as he spoke. ||347||
Then, recognizing her uncle from his narration, Anjana embraced him and wept for a long time, her tears flowing like a river. ||348||
All her sorrow was released with those tears. Indeed, the stability of the world lies in the reunion of loved ones. ||349||
It is the nature of great men to rescue those who are in distress. ||334||