Book Title: Trishasti Shalaka Purusa Caritra Part 3
Author(s): Hemchandracharya, Helen M Johnson
Publisher: Oriental Research Institute Vadodra

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________________ SANATKUMĀRACAKRICARITRA elephant making fall the bellows of an elephant-driver. Then the Yakṣa made the earth dark with thick dust, as if the end of the world had suddenly taken place. He created Pisacas by magic with bodies gray as smoke, twinbrothers of darkness, with terrifying forms. They, with faces horrible with jets of flame like living funeral pyres, uttering bursts of laughter like the noise of a falling thunderbolt, with red hair and red eyes like mountains with fires, with pendent tongues like trees with snakes in their cavities, with sharp mouths with large fangs like saws, they ran to Aryaputra, like flies to honey. When Aryaputra saw them wandering about, distorted in shape like actors from a stage, he was not in the least terrified. He bound the bold Aryaputra, who was unterrified by the Pisacas, with magic nooses resembling nooses of untimely Yama. Aryaputra tore them all apart easily with a blow of his hand, like an active elephant a bower of vines. The Yakṣa, disconcerted, then struck him with blows of his hand, like a lion a mountain-plateau with blows of his tail. Aryaputra struck him with his fist, the essence of the thunderbolt, like an angry elephantdriver striking an elephant with an iron ball. The Yakṣa struck Aryaputra with a very heavy hammer bound with iron, like a cloud striking a mountain with lightning. Aryaputra struck the Yakṣa, who was increasing (in size), with a sandal tree which he had pulled up and the Yakṣa fell to the ground, completely exhausted, like a dry tree. The Vakṣa lifted a mountain as easily as a large rock and, angry, threw it on top of Aryaputra. He became unconscious at once from the blow with the mountain, his lotus-eyes closed as if in a pool in the evening. When he had become conscious again, Aryaputra scattered the mountain, like a great wind scattering a cloud, and began to fight vigorously with his arms. Your friend hit him (the Yakṣa) with the staff of his arm, like Yama with a rod, and broke him into little pieces. But he did not die, because he was a god. Then Asitäkṣa fled with speed Jain Education International 181 For Private & Personal Use Only www.jainelibrary.org

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