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## Tokak Prashasti
On the banks of the Dasha Sarita river, Paragram stands tall,
Where Liladhara, a Jain, resided, a devotee of the faith, they call. (1)
Three sons he had, devoted to the Jain Dharma's way,
Gali Lal, Nanda Lal, and Pyare Lal, adorned with righteousness, they say. (2)
Pyare Lal, known for his ocean of compassion, kind and true,
Gali Lal's wife, Janaki, a woman as pure as the morning dew. (3)
Three sons were born to them, radiant as the morning sun,
The eldest, Alambendu, known as Latore Lal, his journey begun. (4)
The middle son, wise and learned, was called Panna Lal, a name to revere,
When their father passed, their mother, with her sons, sought solace near. (5)
With the help of her relatives, she found support and strength anew,
Alambendu, alas, departed, his life cut short, a tragic view. (6)
Their mother, with her two sons, faced hardship and despair,
Panna Lal, with his revered feet, led them to a place of care. (7)
He entered the great university in Sagar, a place of wisdom and might,
His mother, with her second son, bore the burden of their plight. (8)
Panna Lal, in the university, learned with humility and grace,
He became a scholar, beloved by his teachers, in a short space. (9)
Loknath, then Chedi Lal, a scholar among scholars, bright and bold,
Kapileshwar, Mukund, and Babu Ram, with minds sharp and keen, we're told. (10)
Through their blessings, he mastered the ocean of sound and speech,
He excelled in the art of poetry, a journey smooth and sleek. (11)
He was a master of Samyaktv, a wellspring of compassion, pure and true,
Daya Chandra, a wise man, a master of Dharma and law, anew. (12)
He became a teacher of Dharma and law, a guide for all to see,
He was honored with the title "Shastri," in literature and philosophy. (13)
He earned the title of "Sahitya Acharya," a recognition well-deserved,
In his own university, he taught, by the learned and revered. (14)
He was appointed as a teacher, skilled in the art of instruction,
He carried the burden of his family, with love and devotion. (15)
But fate, cruel and unforgiving, took his middle son away,
His beloved brother, snatched from his side, on a fateful day. (16)
Overwhelmed with grief, he bore the weight of sorrow deep,
He pondered the mysteries of karma, and sought solace in his sleep. (17)
He wrote many books, a master of composition, clear and bright,
Some he edited, others he translated, with all his might. (18)
Suri Ravishena, in a beautiful language, wrote a tale,
The life of Padma Nath, a story that will never fail. (19)
What is its greatness? Read it yourself, and let your heart be filled,
With joy and wonder, as you delve into its pages, unyielding. (20)
Samyaktv will surely arise, from the study of this sacred text,
Panna Lal, with his commentary, the meaning he did dissect. (21)
The joy he felt while writing this commentary, words cannot express,
It resonated deep within his heart, a feeling of blessedness. (22)
On the seventh day of the week, in the language of the wise,
In the western hour of the night, his commentary did arise. (23)
In the year 2484, of the Vira era, it was complete,
This commentary, a delight to the wise, a treasure to greet. (24)
This ocean of ancient lore, adorned with waves of meaning profound,
I seek refuge in Ravishena, the great poet, renowned. (25)
May I never misinterpret the teachings of the Jinas, with my hands,
This fear lingers in my mind, as I strive to understand. (26)
Yet, I know, this ocean of knowledge is deep and vast,
I am but a small boat, burdened with the cares of life, amassed. (27)
At every step, I seek guidance, from you, my wise friends,
Forgive me, for my heart is not a betrayer of the Jinas' words, I contend. (28)
This book is complete.
1. Alambachandra.