Book Title: Karkanda Chariu
Author(s): Kankamar Muni
Publisher: Karanja Jain Publication

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________________ CHAPTER III 1. Then the new king was thus addressed by the ministers "Get, oli gracious one, on the back of the elephant, come quick and bear the burden of the administration of Dantipur". Then Karakanda got on the mighty elephant whose temples were wet with an incessant flow of ichor. He exbibited a very charming grace as if the lord of gods was adorning the back of Airavate. He proceeded alongwith the prominent persons being fauned by the moving chowries, being entertained with music by excellent women who were mistresses of sport, elegance and pleasure, being eulogised by bards who threw in to shade the notes of a cuckoo, being attended by the citizens who had set their minds upon him on account of 10 their attachment for noble qualities and being praised by the well-disposed who had bent their foot-steps for the world to come. Being served by other people also, the charming hero went into the town along with all the persons. That repository of virtues was seen entering by the women of the city like the son of Dasaratha, the store-house of lustre, by the heavenly 15 women in Ayodhya, 2. There in the town, the beautiful women that would overpower the minds of sages absorbed in meditation, felt perturbed. One woman pushed on speedily feeling agitated, while another stood at the door being dumbfounded. Another ran being greedy of the affection of the new king, unmindful of her dress got loose. Some one applied collyrium profusely to her lips and lac paste to her eyes. One followed the manner of the dressless and another took her baby upside down on her hips. One young woman put the anklet on her wrist and bore the garland on her waist leaving the bead. Another simple woman would not let off a cat thinking it to be her baby. Yet another ran up full of the new king in her mind but fell on the ground 10 overtaken by the illusion of love, while one, rich in pride but overladen with love, with hard and ample breasts, fawu-eyed, bright and lustrous like heated gold, walked straight towards Karakanda. Shree Sudharmaswami Gyanbhandar-Umara, Surat 125 ― www.umaragyanbhandar.com

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