Agam 05 Ang 05 Bhagvati Vyakhya Prajnapti Sutra Part 02

SR No.: 002131
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: K C Lalwani
Publisher: Jain Bhawan Publication
Publication Year: 2007
Total Pages: 422
Language: English, Prakrit
Classification: Book_English, Agam, Canon, & agam_bhagwati
File Size: 15 MB

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Bhagavati Sūtra Bk. 3 Ch. 2
पासित्ता झियाइ पिहाइ। झियायित्ता पिहाइत्ता तहेव संभग्गमउडविडए सालंबहत्थाभरणे उड्ढपाए अहोसिरे. कक्खागयसेअंपिव विणिम्मुयमाणे विणिम्मयमाणे ताए उक्किट्ठाए जाव...तिरियमसंखेज्जाणं दीव-समुदाणं मज्झमज्झेणं वीईवयमाणे जेणेव जंबुदीवे जाव...जेणेव असोगवरपायवे जेणेव मम अंतिए तेणेव उवागच्छइ। उवागच्छित्ता भीए भयगग्गरसरे भगवं सरणं इति वुयमाणे मम दोण्ह वि पायाणं अंतरंसि झत्ति वेगेण समोवडिए।
Sakra, the Indra of the gods, their king, heard these harmful, ... till ignoble words, never heard before, realised (their implication), and having done so, became angry,... till rattled his teeth with rage, and then with three lines prominent on his forehead and with a frown, he said :
Ye Camara, the Indra of the Asuras, their king ! Harken ye, the covetous of the most undesirable! ... till ye born on an incomplete fourteenth day! From this day, ye will no longer be there, nor have ye happiness any more.
So saying, seated on the excellent throne, Sakra raised his thunder-bolt, which was burning, glittering, roaring, throw. ing out thousands of meteors, showering thousands of hot blasts, spraying flames, emitting sparks disastrous to vision, with a much greater glow than that of fire, very swift-moving, red like kimśuka flower, extremely dreary and dreadful, and he hurled it to inflict ruin on Camara, the Indra of the Asuras, their king. Now, the Indra of the Asuras, their king, saw that burning, ... till dreadful thunder-bolt moving at a tremendous speed towards him. On seeing it, he thought, what it could be ; and having thought like that, he desired again and again, if he had such a weapon in his possession. And thereafter, with the crest of his crown smashed, with the pendants of his bracelets broken, with legs up and head down, with the arm-pits oozing immense sweat, he fell at a great speed,... till after moving through the centre of innumerable isles and seas in the sub-human world, (he reached) Jambu-dvipa,...till where stood the excellent asoka tree, in my proximity, and then terrified, with a voice stricken with terror, he uttered, 'Lord, my refuge', and dropped dashing between my legs.