Jain Journal 1975 10

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

Page 20

OCTOBER, 1975
Sumitra :
The Prince must be in his own apartment. Shall we send him on to you? Even after performing the most valiant act, the Prince remains so passionless and contented. When people were shouting praises for him, the Prince did not even smile.
Siddhartha :
Yes, do send the Prince. I want to meet him. But before you leave, take your reward for the good news you have brought. [Takes off a pearl-necklace from his neck]
Vijaya :
My Lord, don't bother about presents.
Sumitra :
Our biggest reward is that we have the good fortune of being comrades-in-arm of the illustrious Prince.
Siddhartha :
That may be so. But it is my wish and desire that you do accept a gift from me. [Offers a pearl necklace to each of them]
Both :
Long live the King! Long live the Prince ! [Exeunt]
Siddhartha :
What great news of the valour of my son. So my prince is now called Vardhaman, the Brave. I do not know whether the Queen is aware of this. Vardhaman may be "Brave" for his people, but he is still the delicate darling of his mother. What, ho, sirrah ! (Enter attendant) Here, sweet Lord, at your service.
Attendant :
Siddhartha :
Go, call Queen Trishala.
Attendant :
As you order, sir. [Exit]
Siddhartha :
[Bowing with folded hands before the portrait of Parshvanath] O, Lord Parshva! It is by your grace that I am the fortunate father of such an illustrious son. There is no comparison between a young prince and an elephant as mighty as Indra's Airavata. And yet the Prince did tąme the elephant and threw the king Cobra into thin air as lightly as petals of flower. All this happened Lord Parshvanath, by your grace abounding.