Jain Journal 1973 04

Author(s): Jain Bhawan Publication
Publisher: Jain Bhawan Publication

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As a monk's intellect looks beautiful with humility,
An army with a leader, a girdle with gems, so it did with a rampart, 34 Encircled by a ditch, was it meant to impart grace to the city; For, one built by Indra, governed by a Cakravarti, whom did it fear? 35
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The Jina was worshipped there, everyday in every home, For, the pious deeds of the householders started with Jina worship. 36 There was no childhood there without education, no youth without joy, No old age without religion, no death except through meditation, 37 No knowledge was there without activity, no activity without result, No result without enjoyment, no enjoyment without artha and dharma. 38 If high dignitaries were to be distinguished from the rest,
Then, it was by authority they exercised, not by externals, like dress. 39 As its residents descending from heaven, took birth in this city, For that link, gods used to come and play with them. 40 Similar looked they, and so not even the king of gods could know Who was god (from his kingdom) and who was mortal of this earth. 41 Seeing the harlots of the city, gods were amazed,
But could not enjoy their company, being of a different breed. 42 The city had things giving joy, which even heavens lacked, Hence Tirthankaras, revered even by the gods, were born therein. 43 The residences gods had raised by their skill, excelled in grace Even their own heavenly abodes pure,-what to speak of more? 44
As of heavenly kingdom, Indra is the Supreme Lord, so, of this city, Bharata, of the line of Iksvaku, son of Brisabha, was the king. 45 Kings like Akampana, Vidyadharas like Nami, Gods like Magadha Their sense of superiority discarded, waited they on him, 46 With heads bent low, receiving orders, like a garland of Malati And exclaiming, in submissiveness-"This is our best ornament." 47 At the pinacle of glory was he, because of his pious acts and thoughts, For the exhaution of his karma, for entitlement to liberation. 48 Of first Tirthankara, he was the eldest son, sixteenth of Manus First among Cakravarties, liberated in a moment, who equalled him ?49 Anantamati was his Consort, the finest specimen of womanhood, As if Kirti had taken a body, or Sri decended from her lotus home. 50
As wealth comes from intellect and power, so from this union Was born, the soul of Pururaba, as Marici,-their eldest son. 51 At his grandpa's initiation, out of devotion, which was inborn, With the kings of Kaccha and others, he courted the life of a monk. 52 For long he bore hardship of penances, pains of hunger and cold blast, But due to a long span of life, later, he felt a disgust : 53