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The twenty-sixth chapter.
At night, Chandragati, the Vidyadhara, was in his garden when he saw the child falling from the sky, a vessel of happiness. [130]
"Is this a falling star, or a piece of lightning?" he wondered. As he flew up into the sky, he saw the auspicious child. [131]
With great joy, he took the child and placed him between the thighs of the sleeping Queen Pushpavati, who lay on a luxurious bed. [132]
"Wake up, wake up, beautiful one!" he called out in a loud voice. "Look, you have given birth to a beautiful child!" [133]
Awakened by the touch of her husband and the joy of the moment, the Queen quickly rose from her bed, her eyes darting about. [134]
As soon as she saw the beautiful child, his radiant light dispelled the last vestiges of her sleep. [135]
Overwhelmed with wonder, the beautiful Queen asked, "Who is the mother of this child, who has been born to a woman of such great merit?" [136]
"My dear," Chandragati replied, "this is your own son. Have faith, do not doubt. Who could be more blessed than you?" [137]
"My love," she said, "I am barren. How could I have a son? I have been tricked by fate, deceived. Why are you deceiving me further?" [138]
"My dear," he said, "do not be afraid. Perhaps, through the workings of karma, a woman can conceive even without knowing it." [139]
"Very well," she said, "but tell me, why are his ear ornaments so extraordinary? Where in this human world could such precious jewels be found?" [140]
"My dear," Chandragati replied, "what is the point of such speculation? Listen to the truth. I found this child falling from the sky." [141]
"This is your son, born into a noble family, and I approve of him. His signs indicate that he is destined for greatness." [142]
"Even though you have endured great hardship and carried the burden of pregnancy, the fruit of your labor is now here. You have been blessed, my love." [143]