Karkanda Chariu

SR No.: 034918
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Kankamar Muni
Publisher: Karanja Jain Publication
Publication Year: 1934
Total Pages: 364
Language: Sanskrit, Hindi
Classification: Book_Devnagari
File Size: 33 MB

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the Khecara and becaine downcast through shame in a moment. He was addressed orer and orer again by the Khcrura " Why are you here, berest of your attendants ?” With tender expressious was the king, who tras distracted in mind, consoled.
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17. Hearing that speech, the hero:c Kurekanda, courageous in battle, Lecame comforted in mind. He asked the Khecarce “ Where did you acquire such charming, sweet speech inspiring religion ? Did you serve some great sage free from all faults, who had left joy and sorrow far behind ? My eyes have become attached to your sight; seeing you, they do not go elsewhere. Are you some relative of mine of another birth delightful like the moon in the sky of family? I ask you hesitatingly; are you some god ? Tell me definitely?" Hearing those words, the courageous and deeply wise Khccara said to the king " Formerly, being born in the species of a dove, I became an object of amusement to your eyes. Once as I stood in the cago dallying with my mate, a serpont, hissing sharply, advanced towards me.
18. Seeing me, it caught hold of my leg. Thea you, gentle by nature, ran up inorder to save me, kindly, from the serpent. I was delivered by you from it. From its terror, I became senseless; you kindly gave me the Nacakām. As a reasult of that, I was born a son to a Vilyalhora, an abode of multitudinous virtues. Seeing you fighting against the elephant at great risk, I recognisel you. Bearing ( in mind ) your great obligation, as I was playing with lilyodlara princes, I came here hastily, thinking that I shall certainly be of some help to you. That serpent, on account of the Navakāra given by a sage, had soon become a Khecara. On that occasion, that Khecara, feeling humiliated, carried away your beautiful wife Dadanavali of large breasts, under the disguise of an elephant.
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19. Seeing you weeping, with your face turned up, beating the chest with the hand and crying 'Oh darling, ob darling' I have come here. Do not weep; abandon the grief of your mind. Wben you will return, having defeated the great and the mighty, and having conquered the earth, then this khecora, realising that you were illustrious in virtues, would bow to you as his master a:d you will then regain your wife whose face is like the full moon." Listening to his sweet speech, Karakanda,
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