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XXIV
THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE MORNING
The two ladies sat silent and stupefied for sometime after hearing the story of their Purvajanma. Countless thoughts and feelings rose like mighty waves in their hearts, clashed against one another and subsided. Vasanta Tilaka folded her hands; saluted the muni and said ....
"Oh lord! What kind of Jiva is growing in the womb of my friend? Be so gracious as to tell us this”.
The great muni thought for a while and said ........
"A noble soul is growing in the womb of your friend. The story of his purvajanma is sublime and interesting."
"Kindly tell us that story. We shall be grateful to you."
“There was a city by name Mandar. In that city, there lived a great man by name Priyananda.”
"Jaya was the name of his wife. Her character accorded with her name. She was absolutely beautiful like an Apsara, a divine damsel.”
In course of time Jaya gave birth to a male child who was named Damayant.
This boy grew up to be a young man of noble virtues and extraordinary accomplishments.
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