Shraman Bhagvana Mahavira Part 1

SR No.: 008001
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Ratnaprabhvijay, D P Thaker
Publisher: Parimal Publication
Publication Year: 1989
Total Pages: 650
Language: English, Sanskrit
Classification: Book_English, Biography, History, & Religion
File Size: 15 MB

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One should always give protection to persons who have come under his shetter. It le a solemn vow for Ksatriya kings." With his eye-brows raised up, and unpleasant to be looked on account redshot eyes caused by violent anger, the vidyadhara told me. with harsh words, "O vile king ! do not wake up the lion who is sleeping happlly, and do not try to scratch with your finger the mouth of a serpent emitting polson all aronud from his eyes. Do not fall like a butterfly, into fire formidablo with rising flames. If you are desirous of governing your kingdom for a long time in this world, do not unnecessarily excite me to vlalent anger. " I told him "Ah! shameless creature ! Why do you talk thus ? Whle walking along the foot steps of wise--men let things happen to me as they do. Even after living for a long time, everyone has certainly to undergo death at the end, therefore, you go away far out of my sight, and do what-ever you think fit to do." The vidyadhara again said “If it be so, O king I Do not blame your Fate. ” With these words, the vidyādhara, angrily went away. Then I critically examined the vidyadhara lying senseless on the ground He was still alive. He was given cold applications like sandal-paste, and his whole body was shampood by clever inasseurs. When after a moment, the vidyadhara regained his con.civusness, and looking around on all sides with his eyes wide open, he inquired "O fortunate people ! Why have I fallen on the ground? Where did the other vidyādbara-my enemy-go away ? Which is this country ! What is the name of this town? Or, who is this fortunate great king-with an umbrella warding off the rays of the Sun, and with white chowrics wared about him-sitting before me and engaging his domestics for my treatment ?" One of the attendante narrated the whole account commencing with his fall from the skies, and the vidyadhara sitting near me with deep sighs, began of implore me with his hands formed into an anjall- 'O illustrious man ! Happy are the people of the country whose supreme lord you deservedly are. Lucky are the domestics who are in service of your lotus-like feet. Fortunate are your warriors who do not care a straw for their lives for your sake. Abi Your benevolent