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

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________________ 4. 15. 13. ] TRANSLATION to be brought forth : " Hearing this, the king said " I shall check the water, my fricud, and shall also rebuild the cave: but you must show me the wonder.” The artisan, Roaring it, said again “ If I scrapo off' this protuberance, oh Jord, how shall I get away from the consequent Hood ? " At those words, the king immediately caused a mound ( Darulurce ) to be raised instantly. Repairing the cave carefully with various kinds of stones with sewers, the king and that artisan, only the two persons, went in front of 10 the image. 5 10 14. That which was cousidered ugly by the king was struck with his chisel by the artisan. As the hard strokes fell, sparks of fire were emitted like the marks of the fire of wrath that was about to burst forth. Then, from the mouth of that protuberauce rushed forth a profuse and strong current of water. First it came out bubbling as if the earth was vomitting through fear. Corning out, it shone forth like the wife of the lord of serpents come up tearing the earth. Meeting the earth, it looked beautiful like the yurgling Genges. Sprearling about, it instantly filled with water the whole of the beautiful cave like a pool of nector with the liquid of different kinds of juice, or, as if, the essence of religion stood in the form of water and as if the hill had made its mind manifest “ I am gentle and attractive to the heart", and as if, getting pleased, it gave to the king the store of nector in a nut-shell. 15. Seeing that, they, becoming fearful in their minds, moved off from the place. The king went over the mound and stayed thercareirorn and depressed. Like the lord of the moutaius by i stroke of the thunderbolt or the lord of gods with his army fled away, or an elephant torn by the nails of a lion, did the king stand there misery-stricken. He trembled, whirled, shook, constantly rubbed his hauds in grief. beat his brow, breathed heavily and said again and again in hoarse voice "Alas: what have I done this, wicked and mischievous as I am. Alas : I shall acquire sin as fruit of this. Alas: due to what action of mine have I been so misled?" The king stood there covering his face with his hand (and saying ) " Who was worshipped by hosts of immortals, of adorable might and the home of righteousness, that same god, the most prominent in the world, alas, alas, where have I brought and abandoned through my siu ?", 5 10 - 139 - Shree Sudharmaswami Gyanbhandar-Umara, Surat www.umaragyanbhandar.com

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