Jain Journal 1975 10

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

Page 40

Vardhaman :
Yashoda:
Vardhaman :
Yashoda:
Vardhaman :
Yashoda:
Act IV
[Place: Recreation Hall outside the Palace. Time: Dawn. Direction: The Recreation Hall of Prince Vardhaman is just adjacent to a lake. It is artistically designed. Dancing peacocks are sculptured here and there and look so life-like. There are mural paintings, depicting natural scenes. Cushioned seats, velvety doors and curtained windows. Gentle rays of the sun are penetrating from the windows, eager to paint the married life of Vardhaman and Yashoda with golden hue.
Prince Vardhaman is standing serene and Yashoda is moving the lighted lamp circularly round him. After this ceremonial worship, she reverently bows down on her knees and salutes Vardhaman with folded hands.]
Rise, Yashoda, rise! How long will this stream of our married life continue to flow?
So long as spring visits our gardens and the nightingale continues to pour forth her heart in melliflous music, our conjugal bliss will continue to shine like the milky way.
But, my dear, happiness is always short-lived.
True, but happiness has different facets for different people. As the milky way is the constellation of countless stars; so also the forms and shapes of happiness cannot be reckoned with.
And give me one good reason why so many festivities were held on the occasion of our marriage.
The answer is simple. When the sun rises, a canopy of multi-coloured hue is spread in the east and Aurora dresses herself as a bride. The cool soft-scented breeze, like a chamberlain, seeks sanction of each flower it