Shraman Mahavira

Author(s): Dineshchandra Sharma
Publisher: Mitra Parishad Calcutta

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The musk has to suffer the pestle and the mortar before its sweet fragrance can pervade the air The incense stick has to burn itself before it can hope to fill the air with its lovely fragrance The gold attains its lustre by passing through the ordeal of fire Ours is the world of ordeal and struggle One who embraces penances, trials and tribulations shall emerge victo
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The Lord is bent upon perfecting his consciousness Penances and uphill struggle follow him like a shadow
He sits in the mandapam of the grove There is a tank in front A few people endeavour to dewater it The tank is emptied All this is to receive the fresh shower And the raining has started By evening it was like a cloudburst The earth's surface was an endless ocean The streams grew active The tank was full The Lord thought-The tank was empty sometime back Now it is full What is it that fills it? It is the water that fills it What agencies did accomplish it? The streams made it possible Had there been no steams, how would it be filled? The ideation was introverted What fills the tank of human consciousness? It is the accumulating impressions on human consciousness that fill it What agency accomplishes it? The agency of human consciousness The chain of thought led him to the plane where he realised that the reservoir of human consciousness can be emptied to its rock-bottom The accumulated mental associations, the layers of impressions