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prince Vishakhanandi had been staying there for some time. This gave him key to the plot of the king. He was now quite confident that the main object of the king in sending him out was none other than to clear the garden for the recreation of Prince Vishakhanandi. That also seemed the reason why he had charged such a loyal and powerful feudatory as Purusha Simha with rebellion. He was very much enraged to think about all this; and in a fit of passion, he shook a plant laiden with fiowers so forcibly that all of its blossoms fell on the ground and made a fragrant or delicate bed over it. Pointing towards those fallen flowers the warrior Vishvabhuti said to the sentinal “Had it not been for my love and veneration for my uncle, I would have fearlessely cut off the heads of all those who had been staying here at that time, and would have strewed them on the ground as I have strewed the flowers over there. But alas my love and veneration intervene to prevent the execution of my deadly intentions. That is why you see me here standing today with all my aspirations cramped and myself burning with the fire of my own rage.” Indeed, the ways of Providence are somewhat mysterious, but they are always inevitable.
This incident had such a magical effect on the heart of Vishvabhuti that he immediately acquired a feeling of detachment for this world. He began to regard all this material wealth and the sensual pleasures as baneful. No sooner did this feeling of detachment arose in his heart than he severed all his connections with the world. He now began to roam like wild deer just set free from a snare, went to the saint Sambhuti and accepted consecration at his feet.
The news reached Vishvanandi's ear. He began to
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