Jain Journal 1982 04

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

Page 24

APRIL, 1982
157
Do, do make haste, Who can tell best How many deer, boar and hare We have to catch and care ? Hooray, hooray, hooray ! It is for the marriage of the Princess, Giving everything more or less Something we shall take A great hoard in our home to make. Hooray, hooray, hooray!
Baby deer
[In the act of running a baby deer is caught by its antler
in a net] : What it is ? What it is ? My antler I can't release, While trying to gain freedom of mine, More entangled I find the twine, What shall I do, What shall I do, Alas, alas, alas! O my mother, mother, mother !
Leader of the hunters
: Ha, ha, ha! What a fun! Call your mother For the last time, Death is awaiting for you, None can save your life. Ha, ha, ha!
(Hearing the call of the helpless baby deer the mother deer is running down to the spot]
Mother deer : My little one, where are you?
Where are you?
Leader of the hunters
: Ha, ha, ha !
Mother deer : [Gazing at her baby)
Child, what ill-fate is thine So tremulously gasping you are,