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Chapter Thirty-Five
He who was crowned by the best of the gods, whose fame is established like a lotus on the peaks of the immovable mountains, [76] whom the gods of the Ganga and Sindhu rivers worship with jewels, who established his fame on the banks of Mount Vrishabha with a chisel, [77] whose Lakshmi is like a water-carrier, whose gods are his servants, whose treasures are filled with jewels, [78] whose victorious armies have conquered all directions and roam the lands on the shores of all the oceans, [79] you, O long-lived one, are honored by the king of the world, Bharat, who proclaims his kingship with auspicious blessings, [80] saying, "This kingdom of ours, which extends to all islands and oceans, does not shine without our beloved brother, Bahubali." [81] The wealth, the prosperity, the pleasures, and the possessions are the same, which are enjoyed together by brothers, sharing the rise of happiness. [82] Moreover, his kingship does not shine without your bowing down to him, for all humans, gods, Indra, and the celestial beings bow down to him. [83] An enemy who does not bow down does not grieve the king's heart as much as a brother who, thinking himself clever, does not bow down out of pride. [84] Therefore, go to King Bharat, who does not forgive any offense, and honor him with a bow, for bowing down to the king is the cause of many possessions and is desired by all. [85] His wheel-jewel, which rules over those who violate the command of Bharat, whose command never goes in vain, cannot be ruled by anyone. [86] See these kings of the mandala, who are distressed by the violation of Bharat's command, who are shattered by the fall of the terrible thunderbolt of punishment. [87]