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The Tale of Brahmadatt Chakra
"Brahmadatt Chakra was inseparable from the second light of Yoga Shastra, verse 27. Therefore, consider this ashram your home and stay here as long as you wish, happily, and increase our penance with our aspirations." Delighting the mothers, Sarvallabh Kumar also began to reside in that ashram. In the meantime, the rainy season arrived. While residing in his ashram, the headmaster taught the Kumar the scriptures and the arts of weaponry in the same way that Baldev had taught Shri Krishna. After the rainy season, filled with the chirping of cranes and as close as brothers, was complete, the ascetics of the ashram went to the nearby forest to gather fruits. Even though the headmaster respectfully tried to stop him, Brahmaputr went into the forest with the ascetics, just as an elephant walks with its young. While wandering in the forest, Brahmaputr saw fresh dung and urine of an elephant in one place. He thought, "There must be an elephant nearby." The ascetics strongly dissuaded him from going further. Still, he followed the elephant's footprints for five yojanas, where he saw a mountain-like elephant.
With a single loincloth tied tightly, the Kumar roared like a blacksmith. Just as one wrestler challenges another, Brahmadatt, like an elephant among humans, challenged the elephant. Therefore, the red-faced elephant, enraged, trembled with all its limbs, extended its trunk, held its ears steady, and lunged towards the Kumar. As the elephant approached the Kumar, he threw a garment in the middle to distract the elephant, as if to lure a child. As if a piece of the sky had fallen from the sky, the elephant, in extreme anger, grabbed the garment tightly with its two tusks in an instant. Just as a charmer makes a snake dance, the Kumar, with various tricks, made the elephant turn around. At that very moment, like Brahmadatt's other friend, the clouds roared, and the rain attacked the elephant with its water stream. Therefore, the elephant roared and fled like a deer. The Kumar also wandered towards the mountain, reaching a river. He crossed the river like a calamity. On the bank of the river, he saw an old, ruined city. As he entered, he saw a sword and shield lying in a pile of bamboo, like a destructive comet and a protective moon. The Kumar, curious about the art of wielding weapons, picked them up out of curiosity and first cut down the large pile of bamboo with the sword, like a banana tree. In the pile of bamboo, he saw a human head like a lotus on the ground, with its lips fluttering. Looking closely, he realized that the fresh severed torso of a man smoking with his head upside down was lying there. Seeing this ghastly sight, he said in a repentant tone, "I have killed an innocent scholar, damn me!" As the Kumar took a step forward, he saw a garden like Nandanvan, descended from heaven to earth. As he entered, he saw a seven-story palace in front of him, as if it had fainted from the beauty of the seven realms and fallen here. As the Kumar climbed the towering palace, he saw a woman like a Khechari, sitting with her face in her palm, in a thoughtful posture. The Kumar moved a little forward and asked her in a clear voice, "Lady! How are you sitting here alone? Your facial expression suggests that you have some deep concern. If it is not a problem to tell me, tell me - what is the reason for your concern?" The terrified woman replied in a choked voice, "Sir! My story is very long. But first, tell me who you are. Please introduce yourself." The Kumar introduced himself, saying, "I am Brahmadatt Kumar, son of the king of Panchal." Hearing this, she jumped with joy, and tears of joy streamed from her eyes. She fell at his feet, as if washing his feet, and cried, "Kumar! Like a boat for someone drowning in the sea, I, the helpless woman, have found your shelter." After the Kumar reassured her and asked, she said, "Sir! I am the daughter of your mother's brother, Pushpachul, named Pushpavati. My parents have given me to you. While waiting for the day of marriage, I went to play in the garden by the well, like a swan. Just as Ravana abducted Sita and took her to Lanka, in the same way, a wicked Vidyaadhar named Natyonmatt abducted me and brought me here. Unable to bear my sight, he entered this bamboo grove for the purpose of Vidya Sadhana, like the son of Shuparnakha. There, he was smoking, with his feet up,