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Seeing them arrive, the lady and the Vajrajangha bride and groom joined their hands and said, "Please stay" to both of them. Due to the restraint of pacification and humility, both the Charan Munis went away.
The black feet of the liberated honeybees, intoxicated with the saffron dust of the heads of the Patta-Devas, were washed with the bright, white, sacrificial water like the moon. ||12||
With heartfelt devotion, they bowed to their feet and seated both the saints on high seats. They appear to be eating, appearing the same in both the delicious and the bland, even while raising their hands, they are not humble, even while taking with their hands, they are not irreligious, even while being cruel, they look at the cruel (cruel - wicked, food), even while being without affection, they take the given affection (ghee-oil), even while being celibate, they take Timman (curry, woman), even while being detached from taste, they know the taste, even while being liquid themselves, they took the curdled milk, who are great in the world, they drank the cool Mahhi. Pure water was given to them who were pure in mind. Thus, they ate food free from all kinds of defects. Then both the Munis raised their steady, long hands and blessed them. They sat on the given seats. They performed actions like bowing to the feet, pressing them, etc. Then, listening to the Jain Dharma for a long time, the king said, shaking his head,
Ghatta - "The form of the Munis who wear restraint has been seen by me somewhere. Both are dear to the eyes, only I don't remember, oh! What should I do?" ||13||
14 Then, smiling, the wise ones said, "We are your friends Damvar and Jaladhisena - the last of the fifty pairs. Are you crazy, you don't know your two sons! Oh King! The Yativars know everything." On this, the king, whose pride had melted, says, "Old age is not the cause of virtue, a withered lemon does not become sweet. But honey appears sweet every moment. Why did the sons practice austerity and I, the mature age, practice the snare of delusion? Is karma stronger than age? Oh Damvar, who ends the plays of Kamadeva,