Night Mare is Over

Author(s): Gunratnasuri, Mokshratnavijay
Publisher: Adhyatma Shikshan Kendra

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domain, she had been turned out by the soldiers posted all over the country.
She had come with high hope from her father, but the evil Karmas had made a laughing stock of her. This was the same earth with which her body was made, and where her golden days of childhood had been spent. These were the parks and the gardens, where she had played with her dear and near friends. This was the same place, where, as a girl, she had danced and frollicked without any care or shadow of pain to blot her happiness. The same parents and the relatives who had tried their best to fulfill her every wish to make her happy, had now unceremoniously kicked her out without any regard to her prior relations. Oh ! The intolerable power of Karma !
Thirsty, hungry, pained in every fibre of her body by the untimely exertion, with tears streaming down her face, feet colouring the earth with a red hue from the blood flowing freely by the pricking of the sacrificant darbha grass, stumbling on each step she took, leaning against every tree, Anjana, wandering here and there sat down under a tree in a dense forest near a mountain and wept aloud "O !... Mother-in-law ! Was it right to abandon me without even judging me ? O ! Father ! In your lap I passed my childhood, now could you be so hard hearted as to drive me without judging ? Mother ! What could you do ? You were helpless. After all a Sati follows her husband. Brother Prassankirti ! You and I were born of the same womb. Did you not even try to help your unhappy sister? My lord ! My beloved ! you are far-off. No... it is not anyone's fault; for none is to be blamed except my karmas !
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