Srimad Bhagavatam by S. S Cohen
Srimad Bhagavatam by S. S Cohen
Srimad Bhagavatam by S. S Cohen
CONDENSED
S. S. COHEN
Sri Ramanasramam
Tiruvannamalai
INDIA
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PUBLISHER’S NOTE
Sri Ramanasramam takes great pleasure in publishing this fourth edition of the Srimad
Bhagavata (condensed) by Sri S. S. Cohen. The first edition was published by the Chinmaya Mission
in 1965, after which the author gave over the copyright to Sri Ramanasramam.
S. S. Cohen’s keen intellect and insight, spiritually honed by his long association with Bhagavan
Ramana, never fails to sift out the unadulterated essence, the uniquely practical and inspirational. All
his writings are a testament to this exceptional quality, which is particularly evident in this present
volume, the Srimad Bhagavata.
Sri Ramanasramam
Tiruvannamalai
PREFACE
What distinguishes the Bhagavata Purana from the other monumental
works which claim to be the workmanship of Vyasadeva or Badarayana,
and gives it the supreme sanctity it possesses in the eyes of the pious
Hindus, is not only its exhaustive account of the life of the Lord’s fullest
manifestation on earth as Sri Krishna Avatara, but His fullest teaching to
His beloved disciple Uddhava on the eve of His withdrawal from the world.
This sometimes goes by the name of Uddhava Gita. This teaching,
notwithstanding what the historians say of its age and authorship, is
regarded by many as a development and an elucidation of the instructions
He had given to Arjuna on the battlefield of Kurukshetra and form the
celebratedBhagavad Gita.
The latter is purported to have been propounded in the midst of a great
human crisis, which threatened to engulf millions of warriors who were
fighting for a righteous cause. It was given to nip in the bud the
despondency which was growing in the hearts of its foremost leaders. In
contrast, Uddhava Gita is the direct, untrammelled, uninhibited teaching of
a Master to His disciple, who had no other aim in life but to attain union
with Him, and, as such, it is of the greatest practical value to those who
seek to reach the same height, the State of the Lord Himself, which is the
Supreme Enlightenment or Liberation. Srimad Bhagavata is, in effect,
planned to resolve all the spiritual doubts of the ardent, self-dedicated
seekers of all ages. They are represented here by a great, pious king —
Parikshit — who is sitting on his deathbed praying for light from the
assembled sages, so to face calmly and with a purified, illumined mind the
last solemn moments of his life. What is more, it creates in the seeker the
fervent devotion, which can impel him to make the strenuous efforts which
are needed for the fruition and consummation of his spiritual yearnings.
The difference in the teachings of these two masterpieces does not
actually exist save in the characters of the persons to whom they were
respectively addressed, the circumstances in which they were delivered, and
the developments of their themes. Great seers, ancient and modern, did not
fail to recognise and extol the superiority of the Bhagavata in this last
respect, namely, in its lucid expositions reiterated again and again. This is
elucidated in a variety of forms, in different contexts, and from every
possible angle of vision, with or without illustrative anecdotes, by a number
of sages —Sukadeva, the Divine Rishabha, his nine ascetic sons, Lord
Kapila, the celestial Narada and many others — and, above all, by the
Supreme Teacher, Sri Krishna Himself, so that no room is left for
misinterpretations or partisan interpretations, as is the case with the pithy,
distilled expositions of the Bhagavad Gita.
The Bhagavata Mahatmya (Padma Purana) says that Brahma, having
weighed all the Scriptures against theBhagavata, found the latter to
outweigh them all, “because it is the embodiment of the Lord in this Kali
age,” that is, it stands for Him in His physical absence. When the four
Kumaras told Narada that Bhakti, Vairagya, and Jnana (devotion,
dispassion and knowledge respectively), the three padas (feet) on which the
highest sadhana (spiritual discipline) stands, spontaneously rises in him
who daily recites it, and Narada inquired as to the reasons why these do not
result from the recitation of the Vedas, the Upanishads and the Bhagavad
Gita, they gave the pregnant answer that so long as the essence is not
separated from the mass of the substance, as the butter is extracted from
every particle of the milk, no benefit can be derived from it. This essence
— the spiritual butter — is the Bhagavata, which has been churned out of
the ocean of the Vedamilk for the benefit of those “who are pure in heart,
free from malice and envy, and are keen to hear it”. (p. 2).
The reader will have no need to go very far in search of the message of
the Bhagavata: it is given to him at its very commencement in a clear,
ringing note, which is echoed again and again in the text to the very end.
“The highest good,” it says, “consists in the attainment by the soul of
its true, ultimate object, which is the realisation of God, the absolute
Reality, through complete surrender and selfless devotion.... There can be
no doubt that the object in being in a human body is not the gratification of
the senses, nor the attainment of heaven through religious worship and
pious acts, but the investigation into the ultimate Truth which goes by
various names; Brahman, Paramatman, Bhagavan, etc., Who is one and
indivisible admitting no duality or distinctions whatever. Rishis have
realised this Truth as their very Self, as seated in their very hearts through
study, devotion, and constant recital of this sacred Bhagavata.” (p. 3).
This puts in a nutshell the whole theme of the Bhagavata — the
essential purpose of the human life, the meaning of the absolute Reality,
and the way of attaining it. It practically tells us that God is our very Self
and that He can be realised through inquiry or knowledge (Jnana) generated
by intense devotion (Bhakti) and detachment (Vairagya) — the
three padasmentioned above. There can be no rest from the ceaseless and
hydra-headed misery of life till the realisation of the truth of oneself is
achieved. It is the inborn urge of the soul and the object of all its
endeavours, whether it is conscious of it or not, to discover its own truth
and release itself from this misery and from the bondage, which arises out
of its ignorance of itself which it mistakes for its body. It is this wrong
identification of the insentient body with the sentient soul or self that lies at
the root of this troublesome samsara and of all human ills and it is for its
eradication that all the Vedas have been written and all thesadhanas
prescribed.
This may seem to imply that the Bhagavata is meant only for yogis
who work for immediate redemption. But to say that it is not also for the
householder and the ordinary man of calm mind who aspires for happiness
in his own life and peace with the world, is saying only half the truth. For,
apart from their narrative appeal and the devotion they induce, its lavish,
kaleidoscopic legends are mines of wisdom which do not fail to impress
themselves upon the character and conduct of the thoughtful reader,
especially in these days when innumerable forces are at work to divert
men’s attentions from their deep-seated urge of self-fulfilment and self-
knowledge to the transient satisfaction of their elementary needs by the
easy, descending path of rank materialism.
For this reason this condensation attempts to bring out all the stories
and the instructions given in the original, curtailing nothing but the least
significant anecdotes, long lists of names which mean nothing to us today,
constant iterations of ideas, hymns and accounts of the creation, and details
which are likely to cause a flagging of interest in the modern reader.
In pruning these deterrents care has been taken to retain all the
features, structure, and almost the very words of the original, especially in
the dialogues, which form its most instructive parts, where I preserved them
as quotations, using italicsfor the most significant dicta to draw earnest
attention to them. I have, however, found it necessary to add my own
interpretative remarks to bring clarity where needed, and these I placed in
brackets to distinguish them from the text.
Readers who are not used to the Bhagavata will find in it frequent
interruptions, lack of cohesion, and much chronological disarray in its
stories, barring those relating to the life of Krishna. It has to be remembered
that the author’s supreme aim is to propound the sublime Truth, using the
narrative as best suits his purpose, irrespective of historical sequence, to
create both an atmosphere for his teaching as well as lasting impressions
upon the reader’s mind. Even a grihasta will feel uplifted by the moral
lessons it imparts and by its devotional philosophy. It is, therefore,
important to view the instructions, which are prodigally strewn all over the
work, not as isolated discourses befitting the particular related events, and,
thus, may be lost sight of no sooner read, but as essential parts of a whole
system of knowledge to be carefully noted, co-ordinated and treasured in
the memory. This is complete scripture by itself, as the Bhagavata
Mahatmya (previously quoted) rightly claims it to be, which promises to
lead directly to Jnana, the portals of the supreme Liberation, without the
assistance of any other spiritual work.
The contemplative student should not be misled by the easy
presentation and widely diffused instructions of the Bhagavata to permit a
single useful point to slip into oblivion. He will then find all his questions
answered, even those of which he has been vaguely aware but unable
mentally to grasp or formulate, and all his problems solved. Therefore to
allow its blazing light to dispel the darkness of primeval avidya from the
mind, constant repetitions and an intensely close study of it are most
essential.
The Roman figures which headline the sections of this book represent
the numbers of the corresponding chapters or discourses (adhyayas) in the
original.
S.S. Cohen
Vellore, 1965
CONTENTS
Publisher's Note
Preface
BOOK ONE
I Invocation
I Installation of the Preacher
II The Highest Good
III The Lord’s Avataras
IV – V Vedavyasa
VII – XVII Birth and Trials of Parikshit
XVIII The Curse on Parikshit
XIX Parikshit Meets Suka
BOOK TWO
BOOK THREE
BOOK FOUR
I – VII Sati
VIII – XII Dhruva
XIII – XIV Vena
XV – XXIII Prithu
XXIV – XXXI Prachinabarhi
BOOK FIVE
I Priyavrata
II – VI Rishabha Avatara
VII – XII King Bharata
BOOK SIX
BOOK SEVEN
BOOK EIGHT
BOOK NINE
BOOK TEN
I – II Prologue
III The Advent
IV The Sorrows of Kamsa
V Festivities at Gokula
VI Putana
VII Trinavartasura
VIII Naming Ceremony
IX – X Release of Kubera’s Sons
XI Migration to Brindavan
XII Aghasura
XIII – XIV Disillusionment of Brahma
XV Dhenukasura
XVI – XVII The Dragon Kaliya
XVIII – XXI Pralamba and Forest Fire
XXII Krishna Steals Damsels’ Clothes
XXIII Liberation of the Brahmin Women
XXIV – XXVII Abashment of Indra
XXIX Infatuation of the Gopis
XXX – XXXII Gopis’ Search for Krishna
XXXIII Rasa Dance
XXXIV – XXXV Shankachuda
XXXVI – XXXVIII Kamsa Summons Krishna to Mathura
XXXIX – XL Krishna Departs to Mathura
XLI At Mathura
XLII – XLIV Death of Kamsa and His Wrestlers
XLV Restoration
XLVI – XLVII Krishna’s Message to the Gopis
XLVIII Krishna fulfils His Promises to Kubja and Akrura
XLIX Akrura’s Mission to Hastinapura
L The Rise of Dwaraka
LI The Yavana Destroyed By Muchukunda
LII – LIV Krishna marries Rukmini
LV Pradyumna
LVI – LVII The Syamantaka Gem
LVIII Krishna Marries More Wives
LIX Narakasura Slain
LX Krishna Tests Rukmini
LXI Assassination of Rukmi
LXII – LXIV Nriga
LXV – LXVIII Balarama Visits Gokula and Hastinapura
LXIX Narada dazzled by Krishna’s Glory
LXX – LXXIII Death of Jarasandha
LXXIV – LXXV Yudhishthira’s Rajasuya
LXXVI – LXXVII Salva and Dantavaktra Slain
LXXVIII – LXXIX Balarama’s Pilgrimage
LXXX – LXXXI Sudama (or Kuchela)
LXXXII Reunion
LXXXIII – LXXXIV Krishna Meets Ancient Rishis
LXXXV Krishna Recalls His Baby-Brothers from the Dead
LXXXVI Arjuna Carries Off Krishna’s Sister
LXXXVI The Lord is Slave Of His Devotees
LXXXVII The Vedas Praise the Absolute Self
LXXXVIII Vishnu Extricates Shiva From Difficulty
BOOK ELEVEN
I The Curse On The Yadus
II – V Narada Instructs Vasudeva
VI The Celestials Demand the Return of the Lord
UDDHAVA GITA
VII – IX The Avadhuta’s Legend
X Fatuity of Celestial Enjoyment and of Action
XI Transcendence of Action
XII Supreme Efficacy of Satsanga
XIII Extinction of the ‘I’ Sense
XIV The Path of Devotion Easiest
XV – XVI The Dangers of Siddhis
XVII – XVIII Sannyasa
XIX The World is Illusion; Knowledge is True Perfection
XX The Three Paths
XXI Ritualistic Heaven Glamorous
XXII – XXIII Illusion of the Categories
XXIV The Sankhya Doctrine
XXV – XXVI The Characteristics of the Gunas
XXVII Kriya Yoga
XXVIII Truth is One only
XXIX Farewell Message to Uddhava
XXX Extinction of the Yadus
XXXI Ascension to Vaikuntha
BOOK TWELVE
EPILOGUE
I – II Kali Makes Its Bow
III How to Escape the Kali Spirit
IV The Four Dissolutions
V Suka’s Valedictory
VI Parikshit Merges into The Supreme
VI The Origin and Division of the Veda
VII The Puranas
VIII – X The Vision of Markandeya
XI Symbolism of the Lord’s Form
List of Characters
Glossary of Terms
BOOK ONE
INVOCATION
Let us meditate on the Supreme Lord, the transcendent Reality, from
Whom the universe rises, in Whom it dwells, and by Whom it is re-
absorbed, the self-effulgent Lord, Who is in all things yet distinct from
them, the Revealer of the Vedas to the four-faced Brahma, the first Seer, the
Lord in Whom this threefold creation, though unreal (like a mirage),
appears as real because of His being its substratum (even as earth is the
substratum of the mirage).
Let us, as long as life lasts, taste the divine joy that flows from this
nectar-dripping Bhagavata, which is the essence of the Veda, as it fell from
the blissful lips of the sage Suka.
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Installation of the Preacher
After Sri Krishna, the Lord of Yoga and Defender of the righteous,
fulfilled His mission on earth and ascended to His abode, closing
the Dwapara age and heralding the new age of Kali, known as Kaliyuga,
wherein the lowest gunas were to be ascendant to disturb men’s minds and
corrupt their hearts, the sages, anxious to mitigate the hardships of the new
era and realise the Lord, gathered together in the forest known as
Naimisharanya and started a great sacrifice, that was to take a thousand
years to complete. It was in that holy assembly that Srimad Bhagavata,
which had been conceived by the great sage Vedavyasa, also called
Badarayana, to teach the Bhagavata Dharma (the Supreme Religion) or the
highest worship of God, was recited by Ugrasrava Suta, who had been
present at the time when the sage Suka, the son of its author, expounded it
to King Parikshit on the bank of the Ganga.
This sacred Bhagavata expounds the absolute Reality to those who are
pure in heart, free from malice and envy, and are keen to hear it, and frees
them from the triple affliction of bodily diseases, natural calamities, and
distress caused by the action of others.
One morning, after pouring oblations over the sacred fire, the Rishis
sat round Suta and with due respect addressed him thus:
“O sinless One, you have learned and expounded all the Puranas
(legends), Itihasas (epics) and Ethics, and have gained by your purity
the confidence of the Rishis, who had experienced both the relative and
the absolute aspects of the Lord, to impart to you their deepest secrets.
You certainly know all that Badarayana and other sages know. Pray tell
us what you have, from all this knowledge, determined to be the
highest good for man, and the easiest and safest way of attaining it. For
in this Kali age human beings are short-lived, dull-witted, inauspicious,
extremely loath to take to the path of virtue and Self-realisation, and
are afflicted with physical and moral diseases of all kinds. The
Scriptures also do not help: they propound a variety of disciplines and
rituals which bewilder and confuse. They are, besides, too voluminous
to be heard and comprehended within a reasonable compass of time.
“Merciful that you are, O Suta, be kind to give us their essence, so that
our minds may be at rest. We wish, in particular, to hear the story of
the descent of the almighty Sri Hari in the womb of Devaki and of His
divine sports in a human body. Now that the Kali age has begun and
we have retired to this holy place to perform a yajna (sacrifice) of a
long duration, we have abundant time to listen to a detailed account of
Sri Hari’s incarnation on earth. It is our firm belief that it is He Who
has sent you to pilot us across the troubled sea of this age, since Lord
Krishna is no longer with us to protect and guide us.”
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[1] This subtle body is the anandamayakosha (sheath of bliss) which the jiva retains in deep
sleep, wherein the gunas practically do not function. It is this amorphous body which holds to
the jiva throughout the period of transmigration, endowing, him in each life with a new material
body, as determined by the karmic seeds which it had garnered within itself in the previous one.
Hence it is also termed ‘seed or causal body’; it does not drop off until Self-realisation is achieved,
when the jiva regains his native state, free from superimpositions and is no longer jiva but the
Absolute Itself or Himself. It is called ‘bliss sheath’ because it is made of the purest sattva and is in
close proximity to the Self which is pure ananda. It is in this state that Brahman turns into a creator
(Ishwara) when He causes the body to sprout from the karmic seed and the world from the body.
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Vedavyasa
Saunaka, who was a student of the Rigveda, the head of a big college,
and the senior-most of the assembled sages, hearing this, was very pleased
and said:
“You are the chief of expounders, O blessed Suta, pray repeat to us
what you have heard of the Lord from Sukadeva. We know the
greatness of Suka, a yogi of the highest order; he who had broken the
world illusion and the vision of diversity, and whose mind was
perpetually immersed in the Divine Consciousness. We have heard the
story that when once his father wanted to initiate him in the thread-
ceremony as a Brahmin, he ran away to the forest stark naked like a
madman. Passing by a pond where ladies were bathing he was taken no
notice of by them; but when Vyasa, following him, approached, they
all rushed for their clothes and covered themselves. Vyasa, astonished,
drew their attention to this paradoxical behaviour towards his son, who
was naked and towards himself who was decorously dressed. They
answered that his son knew no distinction in the sexes which was not
the case with him, Vyasa.
“Tell us, O Suta, how did the people of Hastinapura recognise the
greatness of Suka when he visited that city, although to all appearance
he was demented, deaf and dumb? Who was King Parikshit, and why
did he abandon the throne and family, young though he was, taking a
vow to fast unto death, waiting only to hear the stories of Sri Krishna
and discard his body? How did he come to know of the distinction of
Sri Suka, causing him to invite him to recite the sacredBhagavata?”
To answer all these questions Suta recounted how in the
previous yuga (age) one day the great Vyasa, who was a partial incarnation
of Lord Hari, after the morning bath, had sat pondering over the decline of
the physical, moral and spiritual powers of humanity and had come to the
conviction that only worship through sacrifices could stop further
degeneration and uplift and purify the mind. Thinking that the Veda was too
cumbersome and contained too many instructions on the variety of religious
practices to reach and be comprehended by every member of the Brahmin
caste that had access to it, let alone other castes and women, who were
interdicted from even hearing it, he took up the Veda and divided it into
four parts and left it to his disciples and their own disciples to sub-divide it
into still smaller parts, so that it could be read piecemeal. Further, to benefit
the whole humanity, he added to it the Puranas and Itihasas as the fifth
Veda, composing at the same time the superb voluminous epic known as
the Mahabharata, which all could read and which contained the full purport
of the Veda in matters of worship, rules of social and domestic conduct, and
even the most intimate knowledge of the absolute Truth, which is its heart
and essence.
Yet Vyasa was not happy at heart with these achievements, though
very considerable they were, and, as one day he sat reflecting, dejected, and
in low spirits, sage Narada all of a sudden appeared by his side and highly
praised his vast erudition, his expositions of the attainment of the Absolute,
and his remarkable Mahabharata. Narada, however, then pointed out two
cardinal defects, which, he thought, contributed to Vyasa’s despondency
and which could yet be mended. They were, first, Vyasa’s failure to
promote devotion to Lord Vasudeva (Krishna) by telling His stories and
singing His praise, which were conducive to Mukti (Liberation), and
secondly his encouragement of the slaughter of living beings as offerings to
Him (as sacrifices), saying:
“You have not, O wise Rishi, sufficiently dealt with the glory of the
Lord, but expatiated more on dharma and social relationship. Highly
eloquent speeches that do not deal with the Lord’s deeds appeal to
people who delight in sensual pleasure, like the crows who relish
unclean, discarded food; but those who extol Him, though deficient in
form, wipe off all sins and please men of true piety. Even the preaching
of the path of Liberation is not appreciated if it is not tinged
withbhakti to Lord Achyuta (Krishna).
“Again, by recommending destruction of life in the name of religion to
people who are naturally inclined to it, you have led them to disbelieve
the wholesome teaching which condemns it and which yet leads to
Enlightenment. For the Lord’s devotees never return to transmigration,
whereas those who take to action (sacrifices) do.
“Therefore, O Vyasa, devote yourself to the singing of the perfections
of Sri Hari and take forward the Liberation of mankind. You are
certainly aware of your being a ray of His Radiance and, though
unborn, you have taken birth to instruct the world. The action which is
done by the common people leads to transmigration, but that done in
the service of the Lord and dedicated to Him does not. From it arise
wisdom and devotion, which ultimately liberate.”
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[2] “The path of the sushumna” passes through pranayama, control of the breath. The sushumna is
the central channel of consciousness which runs along the spinal column, and into which the breath
has eventually to be retained through the practice of kumbhaka, of which there are many varieties,
according to the method one follows and the results expected.
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Creation
King Parikshit said:
“Your words of truth, O sinless, all-knowing Sage, have dispelled the
darkness of my ignorance, yet the illusory sport of the Lord in creating
and dissolving the universe remains a mystery to me, as it is even to
the greatest gods. His plays with Himself — creating, multiplying, and
then destroying Himself, again and again — are too intricate and too
profound to be easily apprehended. For Him is one without a second
and changeless, to assume all these changing forms and perform the
infinite functions in the universe through the gunas is a mystery which
none but you, who have realised Him, can fathom.”
Sri Suka concentrated his mind on Sri Krishna, bowed with joined
palms, and prayed:
“I bow to the Supreme Person of infinite glory, the Inner Ruler of all
things, Whose true Nature is beyond the grasp of the intellect, Who
removes the afflictions of His devotees, permeates their hearts with
love for Himself, and finally grants them Emancipation, as He grants
Self-realisation to the Paramahamsas who perform severe penance for
it.
“Hail to You, Who turn away from those who turn away from You,
Who, by virtue of the bliss which is inherent in Your Nature, delight in
Your own Essence, which is the absolute Brahman! You are the Veda
to those who are addicted to the practice of rituals, Dharma to those
who adhere to the rules of righteousness, and Tapas to the ascetics who
perform penance. May You, O Lord, grant me easy expression to
expound the wisdom which I learned from my father Vedavyasa, who
is no other than Your own Self, Lord Vasudeva!”
Then turning to Parikshit he repeated to him the discussion which had
once taken place between Narada and Brahma concerning the Creation,
which the former ascribed to the latter through the exercise of his creative
power (Maya). Narada considered this power of Brahma to be like the web
which the spider projects from its mouth by its own inherent energy.
Brahma answered:
“Praiseworthy are your inquiries, my son, in that they induce me to
reveal to you the glory of the Lord. Until one comes to know Him, all
the creation appears to have been made by me, whereas actually it is
the manifestation of His effulgence, much like the sun, the moon and
the stars, which appear to illumine the world by their own lights, when
in truth they themselves are illumined by the Lord. Those who, like
you, mistake me to be the father of the universe are as deluded
byMaya as the fools who mistake their bodies for their ‘I’ and their
appurtenances for their ‘mine’.
“O divine Narada, there is only one Substance in existence, and it is
Lord Vasudeva Himself. Neither the material elements nor karma, nor
time, nor nature, nor even the human soul have any substance of their
own other than Narayana, Who is the aim and object of the Veda. of all
sacrifice, all yoga, all penance, all knowledge, and all seeking. He is
not only all these, but their Ruler and Perceiver as well. Though ever
free, He appears to be bound by Karma (destiny), as the human soul,
and subject to illusions; though pure sentience, He identifies Himself
with the insentient body, the senses, the mind and the intellect,
covering Himself with them as His sheaths (koshas), albeit their being
the creation of His own power of Illusion (Maya).
“The Lord of Maya intent upon assuming diverse forms, made by His
mere thought a locus in Himself for Time, Karma, and Nature, which
were necessary for their manifestation. By the power of His Maya,
Time (Kala) disturbed thegunas and the creation proceeded in
descending order, expanding and multiplying as it went lower and
lower, undergoing divisions and subdivisions as spheres, gods, demi-
gods, humans, celestials, animate and inanimate beings (of which
Brahma gave long details).”
Brahma continued:
“The Primal Purusha, the Unborn, creates, maintains and destroys
Himself time after time, though in Himself He is ever pure,
indestructible, attributeless, changeless, perfect and one without a
second. Sages realise Him only when they succeed in completely
subduing their body, senses and mind. But He disappears from the
view of those who attempt to reach Him by sophisticated reasoning.”
Speaking of the Lord’s special Incarnations on earth, Brahma gives a
brief sketch of them (see p. 5) and concludes with:
“This, dear Narada, is a brief exposition of the universe which is
created by the very thought of the Lord, Who is, thus, the cause as well
as itself, the effect. This is the Bhagavata which the Lord was pleased
to teach me. Do amplify it in a way which will create devotion for
Him. He who will recite it, and he who will hear it with faith, will
never be deluded by Maya.”
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“Beyond this gross form of the Lord lies His most subtle form which is un-
manifest, unqualified, having no beginning, nor end, eternal, and beyond
mind and speech. Yet it is as much the creation of Maya as the gross form,
and the wise refuse to make either of them the object of their worship. For
truly speaking, the Lord is action-less, having no connection whatever with
the creation and its activities. If the Scriptures ascribe them to Him it is with
the intention of repudiating them as super-impositions on Him by the power
of illusion which is His very own.”
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BOOK THREE
MAITREYA’S INSTRUCTIONS TO VIDURA
I – VI
[3] A celestial day is equal to one terrestrial year. Therefore each cycle of four yugas is equal to
12,000 x 360 = 4,320,000 earthly years. The kalpa works out to 4,320 million years, and the life of
Brahma to 4,320 x 360 x 100 = 15.552 billion earthly years.
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Boar Avatara
Maitreya continues:
Manu was happy at the rapid increase of living beings, particularly
through his daughters, but the problem of finding a home for them stared
him in the face. He approached his father Brahma and suggested that the
earth, which had gone to the bottom of the waters in the last pralaya might
be re-floated for men and others to live in, which set Brahma thinking and
wishing in his heart that the Lord might do something about it, when a boar
as small as a man’s thumb leaped out of one of his nostrils and rapidly grew
to the size of an elephant, and then of a mountain, shaking the world with
his roar. Plunging headlong into the sea, the boar tore its very depths, as it
were, causing it to rumble like thunder and heave in mountainous waves. It
was clear that the boar was none other than the Lord Himself Who had
responded to Brahma’s prayer. Reaching the bottom of the ocean, He soon
rose carrying the vast sphere on His tusks. While He was still in the water,
Hiranyaksha, the terrible daitya, attacked Him with his club, but the Lord
quickly clawed and pierced him to death, which caused Brahma and the
celestials, who were watching the fight, to sing hymns in His praise.
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XIV
Kardama
Sri Suka continues:
Vidura wanted to know how the progeny of Swayambhuva Manu
flourished on the newly introduced act of copulation, which had already
produced three daughters and two boys to him.
Rishi Maitreya started with the story of Kardama, one of Brahma’s
sons (prajapatis) who had been commanded by their father to “go and beget
children”. Kardama who had sprung from Brahma’s shadow, betook himself
to the bank of the Saraswati and started worshipping Sri Hari for the
blessing of a beautiful and good wife, “who will be like a cow to a
householder and the source of all desired objects.” After 10,000 years of
penance the Lord appeared and told him that He had arranged everything to
his heart’s content, for which the Emperor (Manu) would on the third day
come in person to give him his beautiful and accomplished daughter as a
wife, that he would beget with her nine girls who would be the mothers of
great Rishis.
“And,” He added, “by obeying My command, surrendering to Me the
fruit of your action, and showing compassion to all living beings, you
will ultimately attain Self-realisation, identifying yourself completely
with Me: you will perceive Me in yourself and yourself and the
universe in Me. I shall, besides, manifest a part of My being in
Devahuti as a son, who will reveal the ultimate Truth to her by the
method which will be known as the Sankhya.”
Maitreya continues:
As foretold by the Lord, Swayambhuva Manu mounted his gilded
chariot with his queen, daughter and retinue, and journeyed from place to
place till they reached Kardama’s hermitage, where they found him
occupied in his worship, pouring oblations over the sacred fire. Although
dressed in rags and unwashed, the Sage shone like an unpolished gem. He
rose and courteously received the royal party, bowed before the King and
praised him for his virtues. The King reciprocated the praises and at the
right moment broached the subject of marriage.
“Be gracious, O Sage,” he said, “to listen to my humble prayer. I am
concerned about my daughter’s happiness. She, the sister of the princes
Priyavrata and Uttanapada, has been looking for a husband worthy of
her in age, character and virtues, and hearing from Narada of your
noble self, your learning, handsome features, youth[4] and virtuous
nature, she set her heart on you. I respectfully offer her to you as wife,
O chief of the Brahmins, convinced as I am of her ability to be your
help-mate in maintaining a household.”
The Sage replied:
“I certainly accept your offer, O great Monarch, and will feel honoured
to marry your noble daughter, whose artless splendour makes her
outshine the very ornaments she wears. She will be my wife on one
condition, namely, that I remain with her till she bears me a son, who
will be a ray of the Supreme Vishnu, after which I will devote my
whole time to the practice of yoga in seclusion, as taught to me by the
Lord in person.”
The royal parents agreed, and gave away the Princess to the Sage.
Then they embraced her affectionately, bade the couple farewell and
departed, leaving behind valuable presents, jewellery, clothes and
household utensils.
Barhismati, Manu’s capital, enjoyed considerable wealth and
prosperity. It derived its name from the hair which Sri Vishnu, as the Divine
Boar, had dropped in this place after coming out of the ocean and shaking
His body and which turned into the evergreen kusa grass, also called Barhi,
used in the sacrifice.
Devahuti proved to be the best of wives: she did not only attend to the
comforts of her saintly husband, but also evinced purity of mind and sweet
dispositions and performed religious observances for a long time until she
grew very weak and emaciated. Kardama did not fail to notice the
deterioration in her health and appearance, so that he could no longer keep
silent about it. One day he stopped her and said:
“I am pleased with your supreme wifely devotion, O daughter of
Manu. You have wasted your body in ascetic patience without a
murmur. I will now open your spiritual eye so that you may see for
yourself the power which I wield and the blessings which I have
earned by my long penance and which I will now share with you for
your selfless service to my person. I place at your disposal unbounded
enjoyments which are not accessible to ordinary mortals.”
Devahuti’s drooping spirits rose when she saw her husband’s yogic
powers and gave her courage to speak to him on a subject which had until
then been her dearest secret. For the first time she opened her mouth and
said:
“I know now, my lord, your unfailing powers, but I pray that you may,
O great One, remember your promise to my father to permit me the
touch of your body; for it is the prerogative of a virtuous wife to beget
children to her lord. Now command me to make the necessary
preparations.”
Appreciating the justice of her plea, Kardama set his yogic power in
motion and produced from his mind an aerial palace with parks, bathing
pools, furniture, extensive grounds, men and maid servants and every
imaginable luxury on the most lavish scale, which soon restored to
Devahuti her original beauty and happy spirits. She shone in her new
dresses and jewels with an unprecedented lustre, yet like her husband she
did not lose her mental balance, spiritual merits and self-control. In their
many storeyed flying mansion the couple scoured the skies of the world and
saw the wonders of many lands for a long time and finally returned home to
consummate the marriage, for which the Princess’s heart longed. To fill her
with conjugal delight, Kardama multiplied himself to nine and begot with
her one daughter from each, perfect in every respect — figure, complexion,
features and fragrance which was like that of the red lotus. This marital
bliss lasted a hundred years, which appeared to them like a hundred days.
The time for Kardama to retire to seclusion had now drawn nigh and
Devahuti, who still yearned for a son, guessed what was in his mind. One
day she approached him with bent head and suspended tears, scratching the
ground with her toe (a sign of bashfulness) and, with a tremulous voice,
said:
“My lord husband has redeemed all his pledges to me, but has not
provided for my protection in the event of his retiring to the forest. Our
daughters will find suitable matches and will go, leaving me alone and
disconsolate. I have lost myself enough in sense enjoyment, neglecting
the Supreme Atman. All I ask is that the love which I bear for you
should rid me of all fear; for the love conceived for the wicked through
ignorance leads to Samsara (transmigration), but that conceived for the
wise leads to Emancipation. He whose activities are not devoted to
religious practices, or to the service of the Lord, is as good as dead;
and, wretched that I am, I allowed myself to be deceived by the
Lord’s maya and did not seek Liberation from the world bondage,
although I had you, the bestower of the bliss of final Liberation.”
[4] Youth! Ten thousand years did not seem to mean much in those days. Perhaps because those were
the days before the number zero was known. 10,000 could have been equal to 100 or even 20 years.
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XXIV – XXV
Kapila Avatara
Hearing this, the sage Kardama, recalled to mind the promise of the
Lord and affectionately answered:
“Fear not for yourself, O irreproachable Princess, the eternal Lord will
soon enter your womb as your son, who will cut the knot of ignorance
and attachment from your heart by the instructions which He will give
you on the immortal Self. You have already done much austerity, God
bless you: continue your sense-control, charitable disposition and
devotion to the Lord, and all will be well with you.”
As advised by her lord, Devahuti took to the worship of the
Supreme Atman for a long time, when the Lord entered her through
Kardama’s seed and manifested Himself on earth as their son. At the
moment of His birth the gods rained flowers and the minds of men were
freed from their usual agitation. Brahma, Narada, the four Kumaras and the
nine prajapatis came to the hermitage to see the newborn Lord and
congratulate His parents. Brahma explained to them the mission of the
Lord, Whose fame would spread throughout the world as Kapila, the
founder of the Sankhya philosophy, and advised them to give their
daughters in marriage to the nine prajapatis present. Then he, Narada, and
the Kumaras withdrew, leaving behind the prajapatis as Kardama’s
prospective sons-in-law. Taking the consent of the girls, Kardama
performed the marriage ceremony according to the precepts of the
Scriptures and married Kala to Marichi, Anasuya to Atri, Shraddha to
Angira, Havirbhu to Pulastya, Gati to Pulaha, Kriya to Kratu, Khyati to
Bhrigu, Arundhati to Vasishtha, and Shanti to Atharva, after which the
Rishis left the hermitage with their brides for their respective places, their
hearts brimming with joy.
Remaining alone, Kardama approached his divine Son and, bowing to
Him, said:
“You have, O Lord, taken birth in my house in fulfilment of Your
promise to impart the Sankhya knowledge to the world. Though
formless by nature, You have assumed a human form for this purpose,
but Your transcendental form alone shows You best. I take refuge in
You, Who project the world as phenomena out of Yourself and re-
absorb it through Your eternal energy which is the all-witnessing
Consciousness. Having fulfilled my father’s (Brahma’s) command and
begot children, and having gained all my heart’s desires by Your
Grace, it is time for me to withdraw from the world to surrender my
mind completely to the contemplation of You, my Lord.”
The infant Kapila answered:
“It is undoubtedly true that I have come to you in fulfilment of my
pledge to expound the true nature of the phenomena (categories) to
those who seek release from their bodies’ encumbrances: for the
mysterious path of Self-knowledge has fallen into disuse by long
neglect. As for yourself, you may go wherever you like to pursue your
worship of Me till you realise Me as the supreme, effulgent Self which
dwells in all hearts, when you will attain final Beatitude. My mother I
shall also free from the bondage of action and the fear of
transmigration by My spiritual instructions.”
Kardama immediately left the hermitage as well as the sacrificial fire,
and started roaming about with mind fixed on the infinite Brahman Who is
beyond causality and gunas. Giving up the sense of distinctions, he turned
his gaze inwardly and attained a perfect mental poise, which resembled a
waveless ocean, wherein he realised the identity of the Lord with his own
Self as well as with the Self of all beings. Thus by devotion to the Lord
Kardama attained union with Him.
Kapila continued to live in the hermitage to please his mother. One day
his mother sat by his side and spoke her mind thus:
“My constant effort to gratify my senses, O perfect One, has caused me
to fall into this abysmal samsara. I am now determined that this will be
my last birth. Your Grace will help me to pierce through this
impenetrable darkness by dislodging from my heart the entrenched
sense of ‘I’ and ‘mine.’ I take refuge in you who alone know the real
nature of Spirit and Matter, the Self and the not-Self, and the secrets of
true religion.”
Lord Kapila answered:
“Yoga, that is, contemplation of the Supreme Self, is the only means to
absolute Liberation. I shall now explain to you this Yoga, which is
perfect in every part and which in olden days I taught to the Rishis.
Bondage and Liberation are the creation of the mind. Attachment to the
sense objects leads to bondage, and renunciation of them to
Liberation. Purged of lust, greed, envy, etc., which are rooted in the
sense of ‘I’ and ‘mine’, the mind becomes pure and develops
indifference and steadiness. By adding knowledge and devotion to
renunciation, the Purusha will be able to perceive Himself as He really
is, as the pure Atman distinct from prakriti, not subject to division or
change, self-luminous and subtle.
“To seekers of Self-realisation, no path is easier and happier than
devotion to the Lord, Who is the soul of the universe. Attachment to
objects is an inveterate fetter, but attachment to saints opens the door to
Liberation; for saints possess compassion and goodwill towards all
beings and occupy their minds in the contemplation of Me, and can
therefore induce in others alike dispassion and mind-control, which
will end by destroying the darkness of avidya in this very body.”
Devahuti prayed to be instructed in that form of devotion which would
suit her condition and which would quickly unite her with His Being in
Liberation.
Kapila answered:
“Motiveless devotion is superior even to Beatitude, in that it speedily
dissolves the subtle body (footnote p. 7) as the gastric fire dissolves the
food consumed. There are those who do action only for My sake and in
My service, not even for union with My Being. They are fascinated by
My divine form with the beauty of its countenance, complexion,
smiles, etc., and which speaks to them, for which they renounce
even Satyaloka (the world of Brahma, which is the highest except
Vaikuntha).
“Yet, although they do not seek it, their devotion entitles them to a
place in My own splendid sphere (Vaikuntha, which consists of
pure sattva), where I be to them son, friend, guru, chosen deity and all
that is near and dear. They cross forever the ocean of birth and death.
Perceiving Me everywhere, they renounce this world and the next, nay,
even their individual self.”
XXVI
Kapila continued:
“I shall now describe to you, O Mother, the different categories of the
manifestation, by knowing which you will free yourself forever from the
bondage of prakriti (matter or gunas). I shall also explain the essential
nature of that knowledge which leads to Self-realisation, wherein lies the
final Beatitude.
“The Purusha is the Atman Who is eternal, free from all attributes,
distinct from and transcends prakriti, Who dwells in the hearts of all beings
and is self-luminous and because of Whom the universe, which He
pervades, is tendered perceptible. By His leela He accepted the
superimposition upon Himself of the subtle, divine prakriti, which creates
illusory forms and obscures knowledge and forgot Himself. Thus when
the gunas are active the Purusha identifies Himself with them and attributes
to Himself their action. He becomes the doer with the sense of doership,
which henceforth binds Him to action and its consequences — karma and
transmigration — although actually He is the mere witness of the action,
ever free, unborn and changeless. The gunas are, therefore, responsible for
the identification of the soul with the body, the senses and the mind.”
Devahuti wanted to know the distinguishing characteristics
respectively of Purusha and prakriti, which are the cause as well as the
subtle and gross forms of the universe. Kapila explained that Pradhana
(radical matter) is prakriti, which consists of the three gunas and which,
though un-manifest and eternal, is the cause of the twenty-four categories,
namely, the five-gross elements — earth, water, fire, air and ether; the five
senses — smell, taste, etc.; the five sensory organs — eyes, ears, nose,
tongue and skin; the five organs of action — hands, legs, vocal organ,
genitals and anus; also chitta (reason, same as mahat mentioned before p.
34), ahankara (ego), buddhi (understanding, missing from the enumeration
given by Rishi Maitreya, p. 34) and manas (thoughts and reflections). The
last four are held to be internal principles, making twenty-four principles[5]
in all. Kala (Time) is the twenty-fifth principle which moves
the gunas from their state of equilibrium (their un-manifest states).Kala is
spoken of as the destructive power of the Purusha which causes fear to the
jiva that has fallen victim to the illusion of doership. But in effect it is the
Lord Himself Who stirs prakriti to action so that He may live within all
things as consciousness (and energy) and appear as Kala outside them.
Having established the twenty-five categories as the basis of his
Sankhya system, Kapila proceeds to give details of the unfoldment of the
universe from them. The first manifestation is chitta or mahat from which
ahankara (ego) is evolved, and from the latter all the rest spring up.
XXVII
Lord Kapila now turns to the means of attaining liberation.
“Just as the sun is unaffected by the movement, colour, quantity,
warmth, etc., of the water in which it is reflected, so is the Atman
unaffected by the experience of the body in which He resides. Yet when
He gets deluded by the actions of the gunas and mistakes them for his
own, He loses the knowledge of Himself as well as the peace which is
inherent in that knowledge. Instead He imagines in Himself the evil
which is inseparable from action. Thence starts karma (destiny) for
Him, which pushes Him into all sorts of wombs in the long process of
transmigration. Just as a dreamer continues to suffer dream sorrow so
long as he remains in the dream, the Purusha continues to suffer birth
and death so long as He attributes to Himself the actions of the gunas,
which appear as the objects of sense. Self-control, non-violence
(ahimsa), reverence for those who have realised the Purusha as distinct
from prakriti, devotion to Me, study of My Nature, even-mindedness,
friendliness towards all beings, contentment, contemplative habits,
seclusion, and mental composure are the means of breaking the self-
identification with the actions of the gunas, transcending the three
states of waking, dreaming and deep sleep. Gunas transcended, the
Purusha will perceive Himself as He really is by nature as clearly as
seeing the sun with one’s eyes. This is Liberation or direct experience
of Brahman, the substratum of prakriti.”
Devahuti remarked:
“Purusha and prakriti, O Lord, are said to be interdependent,
[6] inseparable, like water and its taste, milk and its colour. How can
there be freedom for the Purusha, as Jiva, for whom bondage has
already taken place? Even if this bondage is surmounted by
investigation into the categories, it may return again by the actions of
the gunas.”
Kapila answered:
“Prakriti will not return if persistently assailed by the above-
mentioned method, O Mother, but gradually disappears like the match-
stick that kindles the sacred fire and gets itself consumed by its own
flame. Although it is the source of all trouble, it ceases to harm
the jiva who has attained absolute freedom, like the dream suffering
which ceases to afflict the dreamer the moment he wakes.
“He who takes to the contemplation of the Self for many lives loses the
taste of even Brahmaloka and attains the supremely blissful Realisation
called Final Beatitude in this very life. If he also renounces
the siddhis (supernormal powers) acquired in the course of his practice,
this perfect yogi will not fail to attain My immortal State, over which
death has no power.”
XXVIII
Kapila, who has so far dealt with the path of knowledge or
the nirguna (formless) method of attaining Liberation, now turns to
expound the Saguna (with gunas or form) method, which enjoins the
practice of virtues (usually called yama andniyama) with the object of
diverting the mind from its old evil habits to the renunciation of everything
other than the form of the Lord, on which it has to be focused. The virtues
are: doing one’s duties to the best of one’s ability, refraining from
prohibited acts, contentment, service of saints, abandonment of all external
religious practices, living in seclusion in places which are free from danger,
non-violence in deed, thought and word, non-thieving, continence, purity of
body and mind, charity, moderation in eating, control of breath and body,
study of the Scripture and contemplation of the form of Lord Vishnu.
Breathing exercise is recommended to steady and prepare the mind for
meditation. As the gold sheds its dross when heated, so does the mind shed
its impurity by the fire of breathing. Having attained the requisite calm, the
yogi should fix his mental eye on the splendour of the Lord’s countenance
and figure, visualising every part of them; eyes, ear, nose, hands, legs,
garments, decorations, etc., in meticulous detail. In course of time this will
wear away the mind and will dissolve it into Brahman, one’s immortal Self.
Kapila concludes:
“The yogi who has firmly established himself in his own pure Being
now realises that the actions and experiences which he has so far
attributed to himself have been so perceived through avidya born of
illusion. Although his body continues to live and enjoy the senses, it
henceforth moves and acts as directed by Providence until the store of
retribution (karma) which has caused it comes to an end; but the yogi
himself heeds it as little as the drunken man heeds his loin-wrap
whether it is on or off him; for he no longer sees it as himself to be
attentive to it. The subject now stands completely apart from the object
(the body) and perceives himself in all beings, all souls. Just as fire is
the same everywhere but assumes different shapes in different pieces
of wood, so is the subject one only, although he appears to be in
multitudes of bodies.”
XXIX
Devahuti asks about the Yoga of Devotion (Bhakti-yoga), which is said
to be the object of all spiritual investigations, and about the nature of Time
(Kala) who rules everything from Brahma downward and concludes with a
hymn:
“You have come down, O Lord, to spread the light of yoga everywhere
like a spiritual sun and awaken those who, having been blinded by the
unreal objects of sense and by attachment to action, lie asleep in
abysmal darkness.”
Kapila replies:
“The Yoga of Devotion, O mother, is manifold, differing according to
the natural propensities of the devotees. He who takes Me as separate
from himself and worships Me with a mind which is full of anger,
violence, jealousy and hypocrisy, his is tamasic devotion (the lowest).
He who worships Me through an image different from, and external to
himself, with the motive of gaining worldly power, fame, offspring or a
desired object, his devotion is rajasic. The devotee who worships Me
in expiation of his sins or who, as a duty, surrenders all his actions to
Me as distinguished from himself, his devotion is sattvic. But the
devotion of him who is motiveless and whose love towards Me, the
Dweller in all hearts is like the uninterrupted flow of the sacred Ganga
towards the ocean: it is the highest yoga called the unqualified Bhakti
yoga, which transcends the gunas and for which he forgoes the five
forms of bliss offered by Me as a reward for his devotion, namely,
1. Salokya (dwelling in My own abode), 2. Sarshti (siddhis), 3.
Samipya (residing ever in My presence in a form),
4. Sarupya (assuming a form like Mine), and 5. Sayujya (absorption
into My Being). This devotee attains My very State.
“Attending spiritual discourses, chanting holy names, and residence
with saints purify the mind and develop devotion to Me without great effort.
Just as a perfume is carried by the wind to the organ of smell, so is devotion
to Me carried through these means to the mind that has acquired steadiness
by the practice of yoga. The worship of Me, the inner Ruler of all beings,
through an idol is disrespectful and a mock worship. He who ignores My
Supreme Nature and stupidly represents Me by an idol is like him who
pours oblations over ashes (rather than over the sacred fire).
“Again he who is full of anger hates Me in the body of another,
imagining him to be different from himself and bears malice to living
beings. This man can never find peace, and I am never pleased with him
even if he worships My image with the costliest materials, O sinless Mother,
I frighten with the terror of death him who makes distinctions between
himself and others, because I am their very Self. Of the inanimate creatures,
the animate are higher. Higher than the latter are those who have
perceptions. Superior to these are human beings, of whom those who
belong to the four castes are better; and of the four the Brahmin caste is the
best. The knowers of the Veda are superior to the Brahmins, and superior to
them is he who performs his duty well. Superior to him is the man who
works with detachment. Higher than the latter is he who dedicates his
actions, their fruits and even his body to Me, seeing no distinction between
himself and Myself. And I find him peerless and above all others who views
all beings as himself. Respecting all as the dwelling places of the Lord, nay,
as the Lord Himself, one should be humble in dealing with them even
mentally.
“These are the various yogas, O Princess, following which one attains
the Supreme Self, which is the absolute Brahman of the Vedanta and
Supreme Purusha of the Sankhya. It is also Providence, Who dispenses
karmas to the Jivas, as well as Time, who causes unceasing changes in
things and phenomena and terror to those who identify themselves with
the products of the gunas. Himself unborn, Time causes a beginning to
the universe, and Himself endless He ends the universe, after having
maintained it by making one individual spring up from another, etc.”
[5] It is obvious that the distinction in these twenty-four categories is one of function, and not of
substance, which is the same for all, and functions are evidently the properties of the substance –
the Purusha. The Bhagavata again and again equates them with the gunas or Maya, a fact which is of
the utmost importance to remember by non-monists, who ignore the unreality of the world. The
categories have no existence apart from consciousness – Purusha which projects them in the state
called “waking” and which withdraws them ad libidum, say, in sleep or in thepralayas, etc.
[6]Devahuti’s doubt resembles that of Uddhava and is common to those who have no clear idea of
the nature of prakriti, which they often identify with Shakti. Prakriti is not eternal like Purusha,
because it is jada, insentient, unintelligent and merely the property of Purusha. It is said to be eternal
only in the sense of its dependence on Purusha, whether un-manifest (pradhana), or manifest
(gunas) like the qualities of a person which do not exist apart from him, so that the claim of
interdependence between Purusha and prakriti is absurd.
As for the relation of Prakriti to Shakti, which is Purusha itself in active creation, it may be
illustrated by the relation of a mighty tree to the life-energy which keeps it as a living organism after
having caused its growth from a tiny living seed. Prakriti consists of all the perceptible
characteristics of the tree: height, thickness, shapes and colours of its branches, leaves and roots, their
smells and tastes, etc. All these change and finally perish; whereas Shakti, its life-energy principle, is
indestructible, as its very name, life or existence, denotes. In the animal and man the intelligence of
this life-energy becomes patently obvious. This is the jiva which the Bhagavata like the Upanishads,
identifies with Brahman. At the other end it is the absolute indestructible atomic energy which forms
the substance of the “inanimate” physical universe. See also the answer of Sri Krishna to Uddhava (p.
398).
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Sati
Rishi Maitreya now traces minutely the line of Swayambhuva Manu
— children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren for a great many
generations. He starts with the names of Devahuti’s grandchildren from her
nine daughters (p. 54), of whom many are famous: Kasyapa (p. 42) from
Kala; Dattatreya and Durvasa, who were rays of Lord Vishnu and Lord
Shiva respectively, from Anasuya; Brihaspati, the guru of the celestials,
from Shraddha; Agastya from Havirbhu; and so on. The number of the sons
and grandsons of these daughters rose to hundreds of thousands.[7]
Akuti, Devahuti’s sister, married Ruchi and gave birth to Yajna, the
lord of sacrifice, and a daughter called Dakshina. The two became husband
and wife and begot twelve sons who held the offices of presiding deities
over various forces of nature in the manvantara of Swayambhuva Manu.
The last daughter of Manu, Prasuti, married Daksha the prajapati, and
bore him sixteen daughters, of whom thirteen were given to Dharma (yajna)
and one Sati, married Lord Shiva out of intense devotion. Once in a big
sacrifice performed by the prajapatis, Daksha was highly honoured when
the congregation rose to a man to receive him as he entered, but was
ignored by Shiva Who remained seated, which incensed Daksha to such a
degree that in his sacrificial speech he abused Him as shameless, envious,
jealous, lacking gratitude for the accomplished wife he had gifted to Him,
like the ingratitude, he said, of the Sudra towards the teacher who has
initiated him in the Sacred Word. He finally stood up, sipped a little water
and, notwithstanding the warning of others, uttered a curse which deprived
his Son-in-law of His share of this and all future sacrifices, which was
considered a great insult to Shiva indeed. Although He heard every word of
this, Shiva remained composed and decorous. But Nandishwara, His chief
devotee, unable to contain himself, got up, in his turn, sipped water, and
pronounced a counter-curse on Daksha that he would remain chained to the
path of karma (ritual), performing sacrifices in complete ignorance of their
import with his memory of the Supreme Self, which is Shiva Himself,
completely blotted out; that, further, he would, like a brute, be extremely
attached to the female sex and his head would turn into that of a goat.
Nandishwara, likewise, cursed the Brahmins, who approved of Daksha’s
disgraceful conduct, to remain in the bondage of transmigration, bereft of
intelligence and ever devoted to learning, whereby they earn their
livelihood as wandering beggars, delighting in the accumulation of wealth
and the gratification of the senses.
Thereupon the Sage Bhrigu rose to his feet in great indignation and
cursed Shiva’s followers that since one of them had condemned to
ignominy all the Brahmins, who were the custodians of the Vedas
and Varnas, they would become heretics, take to impure habits, wear matted
locks, ashes and bones, drink intoxicants and continue to worship the Lord
of the ghosts (Siva) as their Deity.
Hearing this, Shiva rose and left the assembly hall without a word,
followed by His retinue. This started a long drawn-out enmity between
Daksha and his divine Son-in-law.
Daksha was then appointed as the chief of the prajapatis, which gave
him cause to puff up still more with pride and hate Shiva. True to Nandi’s
curse, he conceived a passion for ritual and sacrifices, mistaking them for
the highest religious virtues and piety. He performed the Vajapeya and
started the great Brihaspati-Seva (service of the guru) sacrifice, which
usually follows it, to which he invited all the Rishis, gods, the pitris (the
manes) and their wives and on the appointed day received them with great
pomp, but he did not invite Shiva and His wife. Sati heard of it and, seeing
the beautiful Gandharva women dressed in festive costumes, bejewelled,
and rushing from all directions in their aerial cars accompanied by their
lords, grew enraged at her father’s outrageous neglect of her husband and
herself and determined to attend the celebration, albeit uninvited. She
implored her Lord to permit her to visit her mother, sisters and cousins,
using all her art to persuade Him to accompany her, but Shiva remained
unmoved, and warned her that if she went, no good would come out of it,
although He well knew whether staying or going her death was inevitable.
Having set her whole heart on the visit, Sati could not be dissuaded: she
wept bitterly and finally went without Him, accompanied by her personal
attendants and all the insignia of royalty. On arrival she found herself
ignored. Afraid of Daksha, none of the guests dared to welcome her, except
her mother and sisters, who embraced her and offered her a seat. Keenly
feeling her discomfiture and, seeing that her Husband’s share of
the yajna had not been reserved for him, she refused the seat and loudly
rebuked her father and his Brahmins of misdemeanour and blind ignorance
in attaching more importance to the insentient body than to the soul, which
is Shiva Himself, the one Friend and Life of the universe, Whose feet are
worshipped by the Devotees whose sole aim in life is to drink the blissful
wine of the pure Brahman. Determined to give up the body which had been
begotten by Daksha, she dressed herself in yellow silk, madeachamana (the
rite which precedes meditation or prayer), sipped water, and sat in a yogic
posture, facing north. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the air and
fire elements in her body and on the blissful feet of her Lord. Suddenly her
body caught fire, which, in a trice, reduced it to ashes. Great was the uproar
among the assembled people at the sudden death of this divine queen, and
great was the consternation and sorrow of Daksha himself, who now
belatedly realised the folly of keeping a lasting enmity and behaving
without considered thinking.
As Lord Shiva heard from Narada of Sati’s death, He rose in a raging
fury, pulled out one of His matted locks, and dashed it to the ground,
instantly turning it into a human colossus, Virabhadra by name, reaching
heaven in height, black like a thick cloud, with eyes flaming like the
burning sun, teeth fierce, hair fiery red, and wearing a garland of human
skulls, and in his thousand arms, he carried raised weapons as if about to
strike. Commanded by his Lord to proceed with his whole army of warriors
to Daksha’s sacrifice‚ and crush it, Virabhadra with his monstrous hosts
descended like a dust-storm on it, polluted and destroyed it, maimed many
of its priests, routed the guests, and severed Daksha’s head. Sorely
aggrieved, the defeated party repaired to Brahma and complained of the
great havoc wrought on them by Shiva’s followers. Brahma turned round on
them and reproached them for their own sinful conduct, which had time and
again given the Lord of yogis great provocations. He advised them to repent
sincerely and go to Mount Kailas, where Shiva dwells ever rapt
in yogasamadhi, and beg His forgiveness. To help them win His Grace he
went with them. Addressing the great Host, who rose to welcome him
affectionately, Brahma spoke with great humility:
“You are the Ruler of the universe, the undifferentiated, absolute
Brahman, who comprises both Shakti, the Divine Energy, and Shiva,
the Spirit (Purusha); both the seed and support of the creation. It is
You who established the institution of sacrifice and ritualistic worship
to reward virtue and punish evil. Let not Your anger kill those who
offer sacrifices though they may be of a malignant nature, their hearts
full of jealousy and their tongues utter unmerited abuses. Their kind
are bewildered by the almighty Maya of Lord Vishnu which makes
them perceive diversity. Omniscient that You are, Your judgement
cannot be clouded by this Maya. Therefore, O Lord, be pleased to
show Your Grace to Daksha and his guests by restoring them to life
and reviving his sacrifice.”
The Lord of Destruction smilingly answered that He metes out just
retributions, according to people’s deserts to teach them the way to
righteousness, and commanded that Daksha be revived but with a goat’s
head (p. 74), that the limbs of those who had been maimed be restored to
health and the yajna restarted, now that His share of it had been secured.
Daksha, revived, joined his palms in obeisance, penitently demanded
forgiveness, sang Shiva’s praise with true feeling, and started again
the yajna. Sati, his daughter, was born to Mena, the wife of Himavat and
again sought and obtained the love of Rudra, with Whom she enjoyed a
happy marital life for one hundred years without bearing Him children.
[7] Their fertility was designed to be extremely prolific for the specific purpose of populating the
earth.
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VIII – XII
Dhruva
Having disposed of the story of the three daughters of Manu, Rishi
Maitreya turns to that of their second brother Uttanapada, who had two very
young wives: Suniti the elder and Suruchi the younger, of whom he was
very fond, which did not fail to excite an excessive pride in her. When one
day Dhruva, the former’s five-year-old son, was climbing to his father’s
knees, as Suruchi’s son was doing, this lady rebuked him and said that
although he was the eldest son of the King he could not aspire to the throne
unless he took birth from her own womb, for which she advised him to
perform penance and seek the Lord’s Grace. Uttanapada heard this and
remained silent, but continued to fondle her son, ignoring Dhruva. Though
a mere child, the latter took very much to heart this paternal conduct
towards himself and his step-mother’s taunt, and went straight to his mother
and, with quivering lips, told her all that had happened. Broken-hearted,
Suniti tried to console him by speaking of the justice which the Lord
dispenses according to men’s merits and, finally, advised him to act upon
his step-mother’s suggestion and take to austerities, trusting the Supreme
Master to assuage his sorrow through unceasing devotion. Dhruva resolved
to do so immediately and, leaving mother, playmates and home, he
disappeared in the wilderness.
Seeing the plight of the child, Narada ran after him and advised him
not to feel insults so acutely, but to surrender to the will of Providence Who
had destined what had befallen him, also to endeavour himself to live
righteously and compassionately towards his fellowmen. This, he said, is an
infallible cure to all afflictions. Dhruva thanked Narada for his good advice,
but said since he had inherited the Kshatriya martial spirit, he could not
help feeling bruised by the taunt of his stepmother (supported by his
father’s silent acquiescence) and requested him to direct him how to attain
the highest abode which no one had yet attained. Narada, much struck by
the acuteness and lofty aspirations of the child, instructed him to worship
Lord Vasudeva with one-pointed mind on the banks of the sacred river
Kalindi by meditating on His blessed form, using the mantra and the
prescribed ritual in which he initiated him, then and there.
Dhruva followed Narada’s directions but greatly exceeded them in
rigor: he fasted, lived on withered leaves and grass, went into long samadhi,
sipped water once in nine days and breathed only once in a while. In the
beginning of the fifth month he stopped even the movements of his body
and stood on the big toe of only one foot with mind poised in Brahman. All
the worlds began to rock by the force of his tapas and the earth tilted at the
spot at which his toe pressed the ground. When he retained his breath
in samadhi, the breath of all the worlds and of their guardian deities
likewise stopped to near suffocation.
The Lord, longing to see this child prodigy, rode His royal Garuda and
landed near him. Slowly opening his eyes and seeing the august Presence,
Dhruva fell full length in prostration before Him, but when he rose and
fixed his gaze on the adorable Countenance, he was struck mute and could
not utter a word. The Lord lovingly touched him with His conch, which
immediately opened the flood of feeling and speech in him.
“Hail to You, glorious, omnipotent Lord!” he cried, “Hail to You, Who
have entered my inmost being and awakened my speech and senses!
You are the refuge of the afflicted and the essence of bliss! Grant that I
may ever enjoy the fellowship of the blessed who are pure in heart and
devoted solely to Your sacred feet, so that I may cross the perilous
ocean of transmigration and be ever drunk with the nectar of Your
eternal Being. I ask no other boon but to be protected by You, my
Lord, as the newborn calf is protected by its mother.”
The Lord answered:
“I know, My child, your heart’s cherished desire and grant you the
boon. But when your father will retire to the forest you will have to
ascend the throne and govern righteously for 36,000 years. Your half-
brother will perish in a hunting expedition and his mother will likewise
die in a forest-fire while searching for him. After enjoying true
blessings for this long period you will ascend to the highest sphere
which no one has yet entered and from which there is no return to this
perishable world.”
Dhruva was very reluctant to return to the capital, but had to obey the
Divine command. His father, his two wives, the Brahmins, the ministers,
and all the citizens came out with musicians and all the royal paraphernalia
to a great distance from the city to receive him with great fanfare and
jubilation. The two little brothers were overwhelmed with love at seeing
each other: they embraced again and again with floods of tears pouring
from their eyes and from the eyes of their mothers. Dhruva shone in the
palace like a god, whose spiritual glory could not escape anyone, and
ascended his father’s throne when after some time Uttanapada, mother and
step-brother died as foretold by the Lord.
Dhruva married two wives, Ila and Brahmi and got by the former
Utkala and a daughter, and by the latter two sons, of whom Vatsara was the
elder. At the end of 36,000 years he retired to Vishala after making over the
throne to Utkala and took to a strenuous tapas, till one day two messengers
came down from heaven and carried him in their celestial car to the highest
sphere promised by the Lord, where he perpetually shines as the famous
star Dhruva (known to the astronomers as Polaris).
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Vena
Maitreya continues:
Dhruva’s throne remained vacant for some time, for Utkala was not
willing to occupy it. His mind, which had been purified in previous lives,
completed its redemption in this one and remained immersed in the bliss of
its own nature, feeling no inclination nor need to work. He pretended to be
demented, deaf and dumb, so that nothing could be done with him. The
royal household and ministers found themselves compelled to crown his
half-brother Vatsara as ruler. Vatsara married and prospered. One of his
descendants, the most virtuous King Anga, was issueless on account of a
sin committed in a former birth. The Brahmins advised him to offer a
special sacrifice to Vishnu for the boon of a son. When oblations were
being made, all of a sudden a superhuman being, adorned with a gold
necklace and bearing a golden cup, sprang up from the fire. The cup
contained the blessing of fecundity which he offered to the King, who
passed it on to his queen Sunita to eat its content. In course of time Sunita
gave birth to a male child. This was the cruel Vena who took after his
maternal grandfather Mrityu, the god of death, who had been begotten
by Adharma (the spirit of unrighteousness) and had turned impious. Even as
a child Vena used to shoot down innocent animals with his arrow and
strangle his little playmates with his own hands. The people looked at him
with horror as a future tyrant. It broke the paternal heart of the virtuous
King to witness the criminal propensities of his only son, who could by no
means be straightened, which made him (Anga) turn against the wretched
life of the world and against all human attachment. He spent many sleepless
nights in these thoughts to which he found no solution but doing away with
throne, home and family. He rose at dead of night and left the country for a
place which no one has to this day succeeded in finding, which constrained
his family and ministers to crown Vena in his place, causing the people to
mourn the event as a national calamity.
Vena ruled with an iron hand, rushed from one end of the country to
the other, shaking heaven and earth as it were, demonstrating his arrogance
and regal powers and forbidding all sacrifice and worship to any god other
than himself, who, he claimed, embodied all the gods, not excluding the
Supreme Vishnu Himself. All persuasion failed to moderate his temper,
which went on increasing in violence and hostility to the Brahmins, whom
he dubbed as foolish and ignorant, till the latter resolved to do away with
him and his intolerable rule.
One day all the Brahmins assembled and worked themselves up to
such a religious frenzy that they killed the tyrant by the sheer sound of the
fearful “Hum” mantra, but they unwittingly released the anti-social forces
which had been restrained by his stringent rule: dacoits and highwaymen
came out in the open in number and harassed the people in all the parts of
the country. Fearing a collapse in the law and order situation, the elders
resolved to extract a child from the dead body of Vena (who died issueless),
as none could govern but of royal blood. By churning a thigh of his, a
dwarf, black like a crow, with red hair and bloodshot eyes, emerged and
was called Nisada, who became the founder of the dwarf race known as
Nisadas who now live on mountains and in forests. By giving birth to this
subhuman creature, all Vena’s sins were expiated.
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Prithu
Maitreya continues:
The elders, however, did not give up, but tried again to extract a child
from Vena’s corpse, and succeeded in extracting a boy from one arm and
called him Prithu and a girl from the other and called her Archis. They were
most beautiful children, being rays of Sri Hari and His consort respectively.
Prithu and Archis became husband and wife and together ruled like two
halves of the same being. On the throne they shone like twin stars to whom
even the gods paid homage and whom men worshipped as the Supreme
Vishnu and Lakshmi, judging by the birthmarks on their bodies and the
celestial ornaments and weapons they had brought with them at birth.
Prithu ruled with justice and dedication and performed many
expensive aswamedhas which pleased the gods, the people and the
Brahmins, so much so that the Supreme Narayana Himself with all His
retinue graced the last sacrifice by His presence and taught the King the
duties of sovereigns and the way to Moksha, which is the life-objective of
every intelligent man. The Lord said:
“The awakened man knows that the body is the product of desire and
action begotten by ignorance and, therefore, he conceives no
attachment for it and for all its appurtenances — family, property,
name, fame, etc. He, likewise, knows that the Self is changeless and
untainted by the illusion of the qualities, of which it is the source, the
ground and the witness; that though the Self pervades the body it
remains unaffected by its actions. He who knows this truth is well-
established in Me, the Supreme Spirit and the final Beatitude.”
Prithu was not only the ruler but also the teacher of his people, to
whom from time to time he gave discourses on the rules of dharma and the
way to contentment and happiness. His conduct expiated all the remaining
sins of Vena, who was now transferred from the lowest regions to the
highest heaven.
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Prachinabarhi
Maitreya continues:
Barishad, a great grandson of King Prithu, was well-versed in the
ritualistic section of the Vedas and was addicted to the offering of sacrifices
on such a lavish scale and in such number that the whole countryside
became covered with the kusa blades he had used in them, which earned for
him the nickname of Prachinabarhi — he who fills (the earth)
with kusa grass, with the tips turned to the east. Sage Narada in his
compassion for the innocent animals which were being so sacrificed, found
it necessary to go to him to set him right. He admonished:
“What do you gain, O King, by the ritual you are performing? True
well-being consists in the cessation of sorrow and the attainment of
happiness, which cannot result from sacrifices. Behold the countless
animals you have slaughtered mercilessly who will retain the memory
of their suffering at your hands and will demand vengeance on you.
“The jiva enveloped by ignorance dwells in a body for a hundred years
and thinks ‘I’ and ‘mine’, which gives him trivial pleasures but involves
him in all sorts of activities which keep him attached to the modes
of prakriti and toss him about from life to life in circumstances high and
low, good and bad, to reap pleasure and pain like the hungry dog that goes
from door to door receiving a cudgel here and a morsel of food there, as
ordained by its destiny. He finds no rest from the known triple affliction
whatever, for the short-lived relief he gains in one circumstance becomes
the precursor of a suffering in the following one, like the load which is
transferred from the head to the shoulder, and back again to the head
without a lasting relief. As moving from one dream to another does not end
the dream, so action does not end action which is the cause of suffering: by
knowledge of the Truth alone action ceases.
“Therefore, O Prachinabarhi, do not imagine that ritualistic worship
can lead to the Real; for it has no relation whatever to it, which is absolute
knowledge. Those who view the Vedas as ritualistic do not know the Vedas:
stupid as they are they do not comprehend the meaning of consciousness
which is their very essence Lord Janardana Himself. You seem to feel very
elated for having performed so many sacrifices and covered the land
with kusa blades and slaughtered such a vast number of innocent animals,
though you knew neither the meaning of sacrifice nor the wisdom that
underlies it. That alone is true sacrifice which pleases Sri Hari, and that
true wisdom which places faith in Him and knows His true Nature.
“You resemble the deer, O King, which, losing itself in the act of
copulation with its mate in a scented, sense-bewitching garden, forgets the
wolves in front of it and the pursuing hunter behind it. You seek delight in a
house full of women, lending your heart and ears to their charming voices
and the babbles of their children, forgetting the wasted days and nights
which are hounding you like a pack of dogs to deliver you to Death the
hunter, who is relentlessly pursuing you.”
King Prachinabarhi answered:
“I have attentively listened, holy Narada, to these your instructions,
with which my preceptors in rituals did not seem to be well-acquainted, or
else they would have imparted them to me. You have now resolved the
doubt which I had always entertained about them. There remains one single
doubt in my mind which I pray to you to clear. We are again and again told
that the consequences of the actions done in one body are reaped in a future
body. How can that be possible, considering the fact that once an action is
done it ends there and then, and so must be its results.”
Narada answered:
“The jiva performs actions through the mind and reaps its
consequences also through the mind. Even in sleep it is the mind which
is the real actor when it reproduces in dreams the impressions it has
received in the waking state, while the body lies senseless in bed. As
the mind carries to the dream state the impressions it gathers in the
waking, so does it carry to another body the karma sown in this one.
The thought ‘I am so-and-so’ and ‘This is mine’ which the jiva by
ignorance makes in respect to a body, he carries with him the karma
wrought by that thought to a new body. (Each body is thus determined
by the thoughts generated in the previous ones).
“In deep sleep, swoon and extreme grief when the senses are
suspended (and the body is not perceived), the ‘I’ sense is also
suspended and thus no karma is then generated. Likewise in infancy
the variety of forms of the ‘I’ notion remain subdued like the moon
which, although always existing, is invisible on the last night of the
lunar month. Even though the world of sense does not really exist,
transmigration and self-identification with the body will not cease for
the jiva which is engrossed by its reality and by the imaginary sense
pleasure derived from it, so that (at the moment of death) the thought
‘I’ and ‘mine’ brings about the birth of another body (to which he
transfers in turn his self-identification) like the leech which does not
leave its foothold on a straw until it has set it firmly on another.
Therefore liberate yourself O King from this attachment to the body
and from the external rituals which are made for its welfare, and take
to the worship of Sri Hari alone.”
Greatly impressed by Narada’s instructions, Prachinabarhi left the
kingdom to the care of his sons and retired to Kapila’s Ashram at the mouth
of the Ganga, where he practised rigorous tapas till he rid himself of all
attachments and attained Godhead after death.
Vidura, overwhelmed by the narrative of Maitreya and by the words of
wisdom that fell from his mouth, addressed him thus:
“Your mercy, O great Yogi, has brought me within sight of Lord Hari
Who dwells on the other shore of the great ocean of avidya (ignorance).
Now permit me to proceed with a peaceful mind to Hastinapura to see my
kith and kin.”
Priyavrata
Sri Suka now completes the history of Manu’s line by taking up the
line of his eldest son, Priyavrata, who had received spiritual instructions
from Narada and had in the course of time attained the Supreme Abode.
King Parikshit asks Suka:
“How is it, O Sage, that Priyavrata, who was so devoted to the glorious
Lord, and whose mind was so serene, consented to enter the life of a
householder which distracts the mind, obscures the vision of the Real
and subjects one to the bondage of action?”
Sri Suka answers that those whose hearts are by nature bent on
contemplation do not abandon this practice however strong the obstacles.
He continues:
“After Priyavrata obtained the full light of Truth from Narada and
determined to devote his whole life to contemplation, his father called
on him to take up the royal duties, which had fallen to his lot, and be
the repository of all the great virtues as a ruling monarch. Seeing him
reluctant to obey this paternal command, Brahma, his grandfather,
appeared in person and counselled him as follows:
‘Everything is ordained by the Un-manifest Being according to the
laws of karma. Even liberated souls reap the fruits of destiny in their
bodies, though they do not identify themselves with them, like the
person who wakes up from sleep but continues to remember his dream
experience. There is always rebirth for him who is under the control of
the six enemies — the five senses and the mind — even if he dwells in
a forest, but no harm can the home do to the wise man who has
subdued these enemies. To the one who strives for self-control the
home may even prove an indispensable refuge, like a fortress to the
person who is pursued by enemies. You O Prince, have already
conquered your senses at the feet of Sri Hari and are free to enjoy on
this earth the blessings which He confers on you, well established as
you are in the Pure Self.’”
Sri Suka continues:
Priyavrata accepted the throne and the life of a householder and begot
ten sons, of whom three took to the path of Renunciation and a daughter,
whom he married to the celebrated Sukracharya, the priest of the asuras,
and who became the mother of Devayani.
Priyavrata ruled for millions of years and then retired to the forest after
dividing the earth among his remaining seven sons.
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Rishabha Avatara
Sri Suka continues:
Agnidhra, Priyavrata’s eldest son, proved to be a great monarch. He
obeyed his father’s command and the ordinances of the Scriptures and
loved his people like his own children. He propitiated Brahma and was
awarded by him a most beautifulapsara (nymph) — Purvachitti — for wife.
In a million years she gave him nine sons, of whom Nabhi was the eldest,
and returned to Brahmaloka from which she had descended. Unable to bear
the separation, the love-lorn Agnidhra, divided his kingdom among his
sons, performed special rites which permitted him to enter Brahmaloka,
discarded his body and followed her. Nabhi married the daughter of Sumeru
and, as she gave him no sons, both of them performed much penance till Sri
Vishnu appeared to them and promised to be Himself their son. This was
the great Lord Rishabha, who was of such dazzling beauty that Indra went
mad with jealousy and spitefully withheld rain from Nabhi’s kingdom.
Child Rishabha laughed merrily when he heard of Indra’s behaviour and,
using his yogamaya he sent down pouring rain all over his father’s territory
to the relief and delight of all his people. Not long afterwards Nabhi
abdicated the throne in favour of Rishabha, who had by then attained an
unprecedented popularity among the citizens, and retired to Vishala, holy
Badarikashrama, with his queen, where both performed tapas and attained
oneness with Lord Vasudeva, to Whom they were particularly attached.
Although an avatara of the Lord, Rishabha wanted to set an example
to others: he studied under a preceptor, married Jayanti, who had been
gifted to him by Indra (who seems to have become friendly after his
discomfiture), and got by her one hundred sons, his exact replica in moral
and spiritual virtues. Bharata, the eldest, was endowed with the highest
qualities and was a great adept in Yoga. All the others were also highly
versed in the Vedas, so that they passed for Brahmins. King Rishabha was
aware that he was the Lord Himself and enjoyed absolute bliss, yet he acted
like an ordinary mortal for the sake of his people and, although he knew the
hidden truths of the Vedas and the essence of dharma, he ruled by the
guidance of the Brahmins, worshipped the Lord through all kinds of rituals
and became to his subjects a model of righteousness, so that they ceased to
envy or harm one another. One day Rishabha gathered his sons, who were
already well disciplined, and in the presence of the Brahmins and the people
addressed them thus:
“To live in this world one must have a body, but this must not be given
to the sensuous pleasures which are enjoyed by even pigs, dogs and
animals that feed on ordure. It must be trained to be a useful
instrument to the jiva that dwells in it to enjoy the bliss of absorption in
the Absolute. To wait on saints and sages is the way to salvation,
whereas the way to bondage lies in the company of women and their
admirers. They are great who possess serenity of mind, piety, devotion
to the Lord, contempt for bad society, and freedom from anger.
“Ignorance of the Self lasts so long as no inquiry is made for the Self,
and so long as action is done; for action keeps the mind disposed to
action, by which bondage and rebirth are caused. So long as action
sways the mind, the Self remains enveloped in avidya, compelling
further action. So long as the jiva does not realise the unreality of
action, it will not be in a position to discriminate and give up action,
thus losing the memory of its own essence, involving itself in sexual
relations from which it reaps nothing but afflictions.
“The love-union between man and woman forms another knot which
binds the hearts of both parties to one another, from which the delusion
‘I’ and ‘mine’ arises. When this hard knot is loosened by purification,
attachment and bondage drop off and the jiva becomes free to reach the
supreme Goal — its essence. By devotion to Me, the Supreme Self,
and to the Guru; by control of the senses and speech; by investigation
into the nature of things; by abstaining from selfish action and from
self-identification with the body; by living in seclusion with a
concentrated mind, and by deep meditation, O Sons, you will
completely shake off your ahankara and thus will cut the knot which
has been tied to your hearts byavidya, evil tendencies and past actions.
“My heart is pure sattva, wherein abides dharma (all virtues), and you
are born from that heart. All of you, therefore, dutifully serve your
eldest brother Bharata, and I will consider it as service to me. With a
pure mind, my sons, respect all things, animate and inanimate, and it
will be considered as worship to Me who dwell in them. Pleasing me in
mind, speech and action will earn for you redemption from death.”
Saying this, Lord Rishabha crowned Bharata king and left for a place
outside his dominion where he was not known and where he discarded his
clothes, took to complete silence and feigned to be deaf, dumb and
demented, which caused people to jeer at him and pelt him with stones and
dirt to his utter indifference. Yet his body was so handsome and lithe that,
notwithstanding its uncouth appearance, it could inflame women with
passion. To obviate this, Rishabha imitated the serpent in eating, drinking,
urinating, and defecating in the lying posture, so that his body might be
plastered with its own evacuations and rendered unpleasant both to the eye
and the nose that came near it. He alternated this with the standing posture,
in which he did all these acts, like an animal, to keep people away from
him, whilst his mind remained in self-absorption. Siddhis soon appeared in
him, but he refrained from manifesting any of them, retaining the bliss of
That which transcends all manifestations.
King Parikshit asked:
“I cannot understand, O holy Suka, why Lord Rishabha, who was
firmly established in the Self and who had burnt the whole stock of his
karma, did not like the siddhis which had come unsolicited to him and
which would not have possibly caused him any distraction.”
The Sage answered that some people are not disposed to trust the
fickle mind, just as the experienced hunter does not trust the trapped deer.
The mind of the yogi who exhibits these powers opens the gates to its
enemies greed, vanity, sorrow, lust, anger and fear, like the unchaste wife
who opens the door of her husband’s house to her lovers to murder him.
The glorious Rishabha, he said, was not afraid for his own fall, but by
example taught yogis to pursue the path of Salvation rather than fall prey to
the glamour of siddhis. He continued to roam about in this weird
appearance until one day, as he was crossing a bamboo forest to which
Providence had directed his steps, the forest suddenly caught fire which
quickly spread and consumed him.
Thus ended the sacred story of the avatara of Lord Narayana as the
supremely adored Rishabha, a story which wipes out all the sins of him who
recites it and him who hears it with faith and devotion and affords perennial
solace to His devotees.
Sri Suka prayed:
“Obeisance to Lord Rishabha, who is entirely free from desires, who
possesses the precious wealth of the eternal realisation of his own Self,
and who, in his boundless compassion, revealed it to many of those
who were oblivious of it to their everlasting benefit.”
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VII – VIII
King Bharata
Sri Suka continues:
Bharata ascended the throne of a part of Jambudwipa, which now
assumed the name of Bharatavarsha, after the name of this Sovereign.
From the daughter of Viswarupa he begot five sons who took after him in
every way. For millions of years Bharata ruled the country and his people,
who remained law-abiding and virtuous as in the days of his father, and
when he decided to retire for tapas he divided his territory among his five
sons and went to live in the hermitage of Pulaha on the Gandaki river,
where, it is said, Lord Hari reveals Himself to His devotees from time to
time to this day. By reciting the most sacred Gayatri mantra and meditation
he enjoyed there a great peace.
One day when Bharata, dressed in deer skin, was sitting in meditation
after his bath, as usual, a deer which had strayed from its herd, plunged into
the river to refresh itself and slake its thirst. Suddenly a tremendous roar of
a lion issued out of the neighbouring forest, which so terrified the deer that
it delivered a baby in the water and then leaped into a cave for safety, where
it collapsed and died. Greatly distressed at this incident, the royal Sage was
overwhelmed with pity for the helpless tiny animal which was left floating
in the stream. He picked it up and brought it to his hermitage and started
feeding and looking after it, which caused his spiritual decline. It not only
interfered with, and finally stopped, his devotional practices, but it
substituted them by a gnawing anxiety about its safety. It was obviously the
work of a bad destiny.
After some time Bharata took ill and, as he was about to die, he saw
the deer, now grown up, shedding tears by his bedside, like a son, which
impressed his mind at the moment of death so profoundly that he took
immediate birth in a deer body, not far from that spot, with the memory of
his previous human birth unimpaired. Full of contrition for his straying
from the path of non-attachment, he left his deer relatives and repaired to
Pulaha’s hermitage, where he awaited the fall of his animal body which
made meditation impossible. When its hour came to drop off, he entered
Gandaki and, half immersed in it (in the ardhajala posture prescribed by the
Scriptures), breathed his last.
IX
Sri Suka continues: From the loins of a holy Brahmin a descendant of
the sage Angira, Bharata was born as a twin with a girl from the younger
wife. Still remembering the unfortunate experience of his previous two lives
consequent on his attachment to the deer, he was now extremely chary of
contracting new associations and resolved to shun society by feigning
insanity. His father, however, treated him as a normal child: he performed
all the religious ceremonies for him, taught him cleanliness and social
etiquette, and was about to initiate him in ritualism when the Brahmin
suddenly died, and with him also died Bharata’s mother who ascended his
funeral pyre, after commending Bharata and his twin sister to the care of the
elder wife and the tender mercy of her nine sons.
His step-brothers, who understood only ritualistic worship took
Bharata for mad and stopped his education. He started roaming about naked
like an ownerless bull, exposed to all weather, with his spiritual glory
concealed under a coarse appearance. Sometimes a dirty sacred thread hung
carelessly over his shoulder, denoting his Brahmin caste. People of poor
understanding jeered at his Brahminism, worked him hard and compensated
him with anything that was handy, such as oil-cakes, husks, charred food,
broken rice and worm-eaten grains, which he gobbled with an apparent
relish as if they were nectar (which earned for him the nick-name
of Jadabharata, insentient Bharata).
Once a robber chief, wanting to propitiate the goddess Bhadrakali to
bless him with a son, prepared to offer her a human sacrifice in the night
with the human victim made ready to be slaughtered. But the latter was
lucky enough to effect his escape in the dark, defeating all the robbers’
efforts to capture him. While hunting for him these robbers stumbled on
Bharata, who was keeping a watch over a field against the marauding deer
and wild boar. They pounced on him and carried him to the shrine of the
goddess in the forest. Finding him of stout and blemishless physique — a
fitting sacrifice — their master caused him to be given the ceremonial bath,
a new cloth, jewels, sandalwood paste, fresh flower garlands and a
sumptuous meal. They then placed him before the statue to the
accompaniment of songs, hymns and beating drums. When everything was
ready, the chieftain drew his sword, blessed it with a mantra and approached
to cut off the too-indifferent Bharata’s head. All of a sudden the goddess
issued out of the statue, snatched the sword from the chief’s hand and, in a
great rage, lopped off his head and the heads of his whole gang, and drank
the hot blood which streamed from their necks, saving the life of Bharata,
who throughout maintained a detached attitude. “This is the way,” Sage
Suka added, “the Lord protects His devotees and punishes their
oppressors.”
X – XI
On another occasion Rahugana, King of Sindhu and Sauvira, was
travelling in a palanquin to the hermitage of Kapila. The king was in haste
and the palanquin was going too slow. Seeing Bharata loitering near the
river, the king’s servants brought him to help them carry it a little faster,
admiring his sturdy stature which resembled that of an ox. But the Sage
continued to move under the palanquin at his own leisurely pace, causing a
still greater slowness and, what is worse, unevenness in the carriage. After
giving one or two unheeded warnings, the badly-jolted king got incensed
and spoke to Bharata with a biting sarcasm, contrasting his slow movement
to his stout build, which completely fell flat on its victim, who continued to
jog along as before. The king now lost his temper and, notwithstanding his
constant contact with sages, spoke threateningly to him:
“Though living,” he said, “you are as good as dead: you not only
ignore the presence of your king but also his command. I will punish
you, perverse that you are, as Yama, the lord of death, punishes
people.”
Now Bharata thought it fit to open his mouth and show his mettle. He
answered:
“Your implied irony, O valiant king, is, no doubt true; for how can I, a
bodiless spirit, be tired or carry anything, or be conscious of a
destination to move towards it! You call me ‘stout’; know you that
stoutness and leanness, hunger and thirst, disease, worry, fear, anger,
vanity, attachment, sleep, old age, life and death pertain to the one who
identifies himself with the body, and not to me, the pure Self, wherein
there is neither a master to command nor a servant to obey. What avail
you then, O King, to reprimand me, who am ever established in the
glory of my own being, although I appear to be in an utterly useless
body?”
So saying, Bharata continued to carry as before, but the King, who,
through a strong faith, was qualified to inquire into the Truth, immediately
alighted, shorn of his pomp and pride, prostrated himself flat on the ground
with his head on the feet of the Sage and asked:
“Who are you among the Avadhutas (naked ascetics), like Lord
Dattatreya; or are you Lord Kapila Himself who is purity personified?
You seem to belong to the Brahmin caste, disrespect to whom makes
me tremble more than even the rod of Yama. Your declaration of being
absorbed in the Self is very difficult to understand. I am now
proceeding to Lord Kapila, who is Sri Hari Himself, to receive from
Him the remedy for this disease of samsara (transmigration). Perhaps
you are, Sir, Kapila Himself going about in disguise to see for yourself
how the world goes. Can he who is blindly attached to home and
family understand the ways of the Masters of Yoga? Deign, O friend of
the distressed, to cast a gracious glance on me, who, through a ruler’s
vanity, have treated you, a most holy sage, with shameful disrespect.”
Bharata replied:
“Though not wise you speak like the wise; for the knowers of Truth do
not speak of worldly matters, of kings and subjects, masters and
servants, side by side with those relating to the absolute Reality. Even
the Vedas keep them separate. The parts which deal with the heavenly
enjoyments which result from the practice of ritual and sacrifices make
no mention of the Absolute and the means of Its attainment, which
prohibit injury to life and which is bound with the acts of sacrifice.
Similarly, the most sacred Upanishads which deal solely with the
Absolute and which are the heart and essence of the Vedas do not deal
with the futile enjoyments of heaven and ritual. So long as the mind is
dominated by the qualities (gunas), it continues to act and earn sins
and virtures for the individual and assume different forms and names.
It is this mind which (though a function of the soul) covers up the soul
and drags it into the turmoil of the senses, into pleasure and pain, birth
and death, etc. The knowers of Truth, therefore hold the mind
responsible for this deceptivesamsara as well as for Liberation,
according as it is dominated by ignorance or by knowledge. Therefore,
O King, free your mind from the gunas by worshipping Lord Vasudeva
through the Guru with all your heart, in which He, the all-perfect, self-
effulgent, is seated as the all-witnessing consciousness, whereby you
will destroy your powerful enemy Maya, which is robbing you of the
supreme knowledge of your true Self.”
XII
King Rahugana with folded palms said:
“Hail to you, Master of Yoga, who ever rest in the supreme bliss of
yourself, disguised though you are in the uncouth appearance of a
besotted Brahmin. Your words are to me, an unworthy man, like nectar
which cures all diseases and grants immortality. Deign to remove my
doubt about a statement which you have just made concerning action
which, it appears, has no standing in an investigation into the
Absolute.”
The wise Brahmin answered:
“Action is done by the body, which (like everything else) comes from
the earth and goes back again to the earth. Where is, therefore, the
reality of any action, when the body, its doer, itself is unreal? There is
only a temporary perception of action, like the perception of dream
action.
“Again, this earth is constituted of tiny particles or atoms, which are
nothing but the beginning-less creative energy (Maya) of the Lord,
which makes all things to which we give names: gross and subtle
elements, qualities, attributes, time, destiny, predispositions, nature,
etc. All these are produced by His power of illusion. Consciousness
alone is real, perfect, changeless, known as Vasudeva or Bhagavan
(the Lord). This Consciousness, O King, cannot be attained by
asceticism, nor by Vedic rites, nor by charity, nor by the study of the
Vedas, nor by worship with water, fire, or sun: It can be realised only
by covering oneself with the dust of the feet of great saints, from whose
lips one learns the knowledge of the Most High and Salvation.
“In a previous life I was king Bharata when I succeeded in shaking off all
attachment for this world as well as for heaven, but subsequently, on
account of an accidental love for a deer, I was given a deer body but made
to retain my memory of the earlier human life and my devotion to Lord
Vishnu. Hence in this life I took care not to be trapped again by new
attachments and roamed about, keeping only the company of the wise until
I attained God-consciousness.”
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BOOK SIX
I – II
At the request of Parikshit, Sri Suka gave the story of the creation of
the gods, humans, demons, reptiles, mammals, birds, etc., and then of
Daksha, the Prachetasa (the son of the ten Prachetas and grandson of
Prachinabarhi, p. 74). Knowing that he was born with a mandate to populate
the earth, Daksha first attempted to create with his mind, but seeing its poor
result, he repaired to the Vindya Mountain and practised austerities. Lord
Hari appeared and told him:
“When I created the cosmos by the power of My maya, Brahma sprang
up from it to create living beings, but, seeing himself unequal to the
task, he performed tapas and by My help he evolved from his mind
nine prajapatis of whom you were one. Afterwards the union of males
with females was found to be the quickest means of multiplying living
beings. Therefore, dear Daksha, get yourself united by marriage to
Askini, daughter of Panchajana the prajapati, and you will also beget
children from her in large numbers, and they in turn will beget their
own children by lawful sexual union. By copulating with My deluding
Maya, which assumes alluring feminine forms, human beings will go
on procreating their kind.”
Accordingly, energised by the Lord’s creative power, Daksha begot
through Askini ten thousand sons, whom he named Haryashwas, and
commanded them to go and beget their own children. The Haryashwas went
to the confluence of the Sindhu River with the sea, dipped in it, cleansed
their minds of impurities, and developed the greatest renunciation. Narada,
finding them qualified for the Supreme Knowledge though bent upon
obeying their father’s order, appeared before them to dissuade them from
choosing the wrong course, which would deny them the bliss of
Emancipation. He spoke to them in riddles which they, in their sagacity,
interpreted as follows:
“The mind which has existed from time immemorial and has earned
merits and demerits, pleasure and pain is a fetter to the perception of
the Truth, which is the almighty Self, the Witness of all the three states
— waking, dreaming and dreamless sleep (jagrat, svapna and
sushupti). Not to work for the destruction of this mind and for the
realisation of the Self which transcends these three states and, thus, the
cycle of birth and death, is a wasted labour. The mind which is
dominated by the gunas, which appear as the objects of sense —
smells, colours, shapes, etc., — is like a harlot dressed in attractive
skirts to seduce unwary men. To identify oneself with it is to feel the
humiliation of the harlot’s husband and suffer the consequences.
“To ignore the teaching of God, which separates the eternal Spirit from
the transitory matter, like the swan which separates the milk from the
water, and which enables one to perceive the true nature of bondage
and freedom, is doing no good to the world. All the activities of such a
man will be swept away by the mighty broom of Time, like a straw by a
mighty hurricane.
One and all the Haryashwas approved of the Sage’s counsel, went
round him clockwise (as a sign of respect) and took to the path of Self-
realisation.
Daksha was very distressed to hear of what had befallen his sons and,
to make up for their loss, he procreated another one thousand sons on the
same wife and named them Shabalashwas. These made a firm resolve to
respect their father’s express wish and marry, for which they took to
penance in the same place where their elder brothers had attained Self-
realisation. They bathed in the identical spot, lived for some months only on
water and air, repeating the sacred word ceaselessly and worshipped the
Lord with the following formula:
“We bow to Lord Narayana, Who is denoted by the mystic syllable
OM, the most Sublime Principle, the Supreme Consciousness, the
Purest of the pure.”
After they cleansed their minds, Narada appeared and advised them as
he had done to their brothers:
“Listen to me, O Sons of Daksha. You must follow the path trodden by
your elder brothers, whom you love so much, and you will enjoy the
heaven of the Maruts (the forty-nine wind gods who are excessively
devoted to one another as brothers).”
The Shabalashwas followed the Haryashwas in their quest for Self-
realisation, leaving Daksha overwhelmed with sorrow at their defection and
sore at Narada’s mischief. He could not wait till he met the Sage, but went
immediately in search of him and, when at last he found him, he addressed
him with lips quivering with rage:
“Ahah! dressed in a holy garb, O wicked One, you have beguiled my
young innocent sons, turned them into mendicants and ruined their
prospects in this world and the next. By unsettling their minds and
diverting them from the path of duty to the path of renunciation, O
sinful One, you have tarnished the sacred Name of the Lord, among
Whose attendants you shamelessly move, as if you were one of them.
You have trampled over our love and shown us enmity. All the
devotees of the Lord save your wretched self help those who are in
need of help. Know you that renunciation can never rise in the mind
spontaneously, as you, odious ascetic, imagine. He who has not tasted
the bitter consequences of sensuous enjoyments cannot feel the disgust
which induces true renunciation.
“We can afford to forget the wrong you have done us, vowed that we
are to the propagation of the human race and the performance of
rituals. But since you have for the second time given us offence and
put obstacles to our destined goal, you shall, O fool, forever remain a
wanderer with no halting place you call your own for rest”.
Without rancour the virtuous Narada accepted the curse with the words
“So be it.”
Having been unlucky in his sons, Daksha now turned to beget
daughters, of whom he produced sixty, and was not disappointed. Their
offspring filled the earth and all the spheres with humans, gods, demi-gods,
birds, insects, reptiles, mammals, apsaras, rakshasas, gandharvas, Vedic
Rishis and many known and unknown beings, from their husbands the
moon-god and Rishis. Of the first thirteen daughters, whom Daksha married
to Kasyapa, two, Diti and Aditi, became famous as the mothers of two rival
races, the Daityas, who sided with the asuras, and the Adityas, who sided
with the gods against the asuras, respectively.
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VII — XII
Chitraketu
King Parikshit was greatly perplexed that a monstrous demon like
Vritra could conceive the exalted degree of devotion to the Lord, which
entitled him to merge in Him at the moment of death. He told Suka:
“Living creatures are as numerous as grains of sand. Of them only a
few adhere to the path of virtue. Of these only a few seek Liberation,
and of these again hardly one succeeds in ridding himself of
attachment and attains it. How then did the sinful Vritra, who
tormented the gods and the thousand-eyed Indra, succeed in retaining a
steadfast devotion to the Lord at moments when even pious people lose
control of themselves (on the battle field)? Pray, Master, resolve this
my doubt.”
The glorious son of Vedavyasa was pleased to recount to him a true
story which he had heard from the mouth of his blessed father.
The country which lies about the city of Mathura was ruled by king
Chitraketu. He had thousands of wives but none of them bore him a child,
which caused him much unhappiness. When one day Rishi Angira paid him
a visit and enquired after his welfare, Chitraketu confessed to him the one
sorrow of his life and implored him to grant him this object of his
yearnings. Angira performed a special puja to the aforesaid god Twasta, and
from the offerings he gave a portion to the eldest queen Kritadyuti, but
warned the royal couple that the son who would be born to them from this
worship would prove to be the source of not only joy but also much grief to
them.
The queen delivered a son at the right time, to the supreme delight of
the Court and the people. Like a rich water-bearing cloud the King
showered gifts on the Brahmins, the courtiers and the citizens with
unparalleled lavishness. The royal parents went almost mad with love for
the child, who was never allowed to be out of their sight for long. It was but
natural that the King should show partiality to the child’s mother, which did
not fail to create jealousy in the hearts of the other queens to such an extent
that some of them entered into a conspiracy to poison the infant. One day,
thinking that the baby slept too long, his mother sent the nurse to bring him
to her. With what dreadful horror did the latter see the pupils of the baby’s
eyes turned upward and his life extinguished! She dropped to the ground
beating her breast and emitting soul-rending howls which brought the
terrified mother, the ministers, the father, and all the queens to the spot with
tears and shrieks in which even the murderesses joined. The King lost his
sight and, stumbling, fell unconscious near the child’s corpse. The state of
the mother was indescribably piteous.
Having known of this disaster, Angira and Narada hastened to the
palace and tried to console the King, who was stretched on the ground
moaning. They spoke to him thus:
“Just as grains of sand gather together and then separate by the ebbs
and flows of a river, so are living creatures brought together and then
parted by Time. What was that son to you before birth and what is he
now or will be to you in future? Even now we are different only in
bodies. As souls we are one and immortals, like God Himself, the one
and only reality. The identification of the body with the soul has
existed from time immemorial and is born of ignorance.”
The King who was listening, sat up, wiped his face, and asked the
Rishis who they were, and begged them to enlighten him with their
wisdom, him who deemed himself “a sensual brute, blinded by abysmal
ignorance.” Rishi Angira answered:
“You remember me, Angira, who conferred on you the boon of this
son, for whom your heart had yearned, and this is the divine Narada,
the son of Brahma. Seeing you, a devotee of the Lord, grief-stricken,
we have come to show you the right path. On my last visit I had
intended to impart to you Brahmavidya (the supreme wisdom), but,
perceiving your mind to be entirely fixed on a child, I granted you
instead the object of your desire. Now you have seen for yourself, O
King, the agony, grief, fear, and afflictions of all kinds which material
possessions beget in the mind by their fleeting nature. They appear and
disappear like dreams. The meritorious actions which are said to earn
these worldly benefits are themselves illusory, created by the mind
which thinks of them and which, of necessity, develops a desire for
action in a body which it identifies with the soul. Therefore, O King of
kings, abjure your faith in the reality of the objects, and with a peaceful
mind take to inquiry into the nature of your own self, which, alone, is
the abiding truth.”
Narada advised Chitraketu to dispose of his child’s body and, after
undergoing purificatory rites and baths, to recite the sacred text he had
given him with a concentrated mind for seven days, when Lord
Sankarshana would appear, to rid him of the world illusion and ultimately
unite him with His own Self. Then, to show the bereaved royal family the
futility of the sense of parental ownership, Narada by his yogic powers
arrested the soul of their son, which was wrapped in its astral sheath in its
return journey to the other world, and addressed it as follows:
“May you be blessed, O Beloved! Do come and have a look at your
parents, who are grief stricken at your leaving them so soon. You will
do well to return to your father’s throne.”
The soul replied:
“I have no recollection of the birth in which these were parents to me.
Moved by karma I was born at different times among gods, animals
and men. Like gold coins which circulate from hand to hand, souls
pass from one womb to another and from parents to parents in
transitory family relationships, though by nature they are unborn,
unrelated, free from the sense of ownership and identical with
Brahman, which is ever un-manifest as the substratum of all bodies and
all thoughts.”
So saying, the soul vanished, but greatly relieved his parents anguish.
The queens who were guilty of his murder, stricken with remorse, repaired
to Mathura and performed a long penance on the bank of the holy Yamuna.
Chitraketu, now comforted, sat at the feet of the Sages and from Narada
learned a prayer which he continually recited for seven days, fasting, till his
mind was purified, when the Lord appeared to him in His aspect of Sesha.
Falling at His feet and, with tears of love streaming down his face, he said:
“Hail to You almighty Lord, Who can be conquered by none but by
those whom You conquer! You create devotion in their hearts and then
reciprocate it by giving them Yourself. Blind are they whose desires for
sensual pleasure impel them to worship the gods who are mere sparks
of Your infinite splendour, instead of worshipping You, the pure
Consciousness, and Whose body is pure Consciousness, and Who
alone can save them from the suffering of births and deaths which
result from these their guna-ridden actions.
“The spiritual path which You, O Divine Teacher delineate in the
impeccable Bhagavata Dharma is the easiest for all to follow to gain a
loving devotion to You, which frees them from the sense of ‘I’ and
‘mine’ contrary to the other paths which, based as they are on
unhealthy dualistic outlook, indulge in ritualistic worship producing
sinful, perishable results. No permanent good can ensue to anyone
from rituals in which pain is inflicted on You, O Lord, by self-
mortification and by torturing others (animal sacrifices).
“Hail to You the Purest of the pure, Whose Nature remains ever a
mystery to the sense-bound seekers who retain their sense of
separateness.”
Lord Ananta replied:
“You have, O King, fully understood the teaching of Narada and
Angira. It is a fact that all created beings are Myself. The Vedas which
reveal the Reality are My own body. The subject (or perceiver) should
understand himself to pervade the whole universe, which is the object
of his perception, (that is, the universe, which appears to be the field of
his actions, resides in himself). He should, again, view Me as
pervading him as well as the universe — both being My own
conception. Just as a dreamer dreams his being fast asleep and
dreaming of things (friends, relations, business, etc.), which are really
inside him, and when he wakes up from this dream to the original one,
imagines himself awake though he is still dreaming, even so the
perceiver should realise this waking as a mere dream created by Maya,
the jiva’s own deluding power. Therefore one should break the illusion
of this waking state by fixing one’s attention only on Me, its Witness.
Know Me to be the transcendental Reality, the very Self (of the
dreaming jiva), Brahman, the Consciousness which experiences and
transcends the three states of waking, dreaming and dreamless sleep.
“When this My essence, is forgotten, the jiva comes to imagine himself
different from Me and, thus, starts turning endlessly on the wheel of
birth and death. He who fails to take advantage of his human body
through which he can acquire Self-knowledge can never hope to live in
peace. One should, therefore, stop indulging in activities which appear
to be conducive to freedom and happiness, but from which one reaps
nothing but misery. Using discrimination and wisdom one should give
up the sense pleasure of this world and the next and develop devotion
to Me. For only through intense concentration can the mind acquire the
power to realise the identity of the jiva with the Supreme Spirit
(Myself) which is the sole aim of all human endeavour.
“Bear this teaching in mind, O Chitraketu, and act diligently upon it,
and you will not fail to gain this Knowledge which is the Supreme
Perfection.”
Chitraketu attained oneness with the Lord and lived millions of years
in the valleys of Mount Meru with all his bodily organs in perfect working
condition. One day as he was enjoying an aerial ride in the celestial car
which had been presented to him by Lord Vishnu, he saw many sages
assembled on Mount Kailas and Lord Shiva, seated in the place of honour
teaching them, with Parvati, His Consort, on His lap. By some misfortune
Chitraketu passed an unbecoming remark about the public exhibition of
Shiva’s love, which the Divine Couple overheard and greatly incensed the
Goddess. On the spot She pronounced a curse on him to be born as a
terrible demon to expiate for this sin of his, though Her Lord did not
approve of it.
Chitraketu, who could have easily uttered a counter-curse on Her,
accepted the sentence, and, descending from his car, bowed before Her and
spoke wisely and respectfully, which not a little astonished the Divine
Queen. Lord Shiva, guessing Her mind, said to Her:
“Do not marvel, O fair One, at Chitraketu’s righteous behaviour: it is
common to all the devotees of Lord Narayana, who know no fear and
see everything with an equal eye. Hell, heaven and even the bliss of
Liberation itself are the same to them, who see the same Reality
pervading them all. It is the divine power of Maya which casts the
illusion of separate bodies, subject to the pairs of opposites — pleasure
and pain, life and death, blessing and curses, etc. As the Self of all, the
Lord is loved by all with a love with which each person loves his own
self.”
Although the Goddess was pacified, the curse had to take effect on
Chitraketu, who had set an example of non-violence and humility by
forbearing from revenging himself by a counter-curse on Her. Thus, when
Twasta (in the previous story) invoked a demon to fight Indra, Chitraketu
sprang up from the ceremonial fire as Vritra with all his spiritual knowledge
undimmed, which is the reason why Vritra, though a frightful demon,
turned a great Hari bhakta and at the last moment merged in Him.
Thus Suka gave a complete answer to Parikshit’s doubts.
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BOOK SEVEN
VISHNU AVATARAS – I
I–X
Prahlada
Narada now takes up the story of Prahlada, Hiranyakasipu’s five-year-
old son, who was one of the most exalted souls that ever lived and a great
devotee of the Lord. Although a daitya by birth, like his other three
brothers, he was completely free from demoniacal propensities. Even the
gods who were the enemies of his race spoke in high terms of his noble
traits and spiritual merits in their meetings. The deeds and glory of Sri
Vishnu, Whom he saw everywhere and in Whose arms he felt himself
carried, filled his heart and mind from infancy, which alarmed his demon
father, who thought it an unnatural “obsession” in a daitya.
The glorious Sukracharya, the Brahmin teacher of the asuras, lived
near the royal palace with his two sons to give tuition to the King’s children
and the young asura nobles. Prahlada was very quick in learning: no sooner
he heard a lesson than he immediately repeated it, though at heart he
disapproved of the asuric teaching which distinguished between friends and
foes.
When one day his father took him on his lap to see what progress he
had made in his studies and questioned him about what he regarded as the
highest good, quick came the child’s answer:
“Quitting home where one cannot escape the evil habit of thinking ‘I’
and ‘mine’ and taking to meditation on Sri Hari in the forest is I
consider the highest good.”
“Sri Hari!” the very sound of it shocked the chief demon, but probably
the child, he thought, did not know that that was the name of the worst
enemy of his race and of himself, Hiranyakasipu. So he laughed it out but
commanded that the Prince be taken carefully in hand and not be allowed to
consort with the Brahmins who might be living secretly in the teacher’s
house and might be responsible for the corruption of his mind.
In order to exonerate himself of the charge of having a corrupting
influence in his house, Sukracharya tried to coax the secret out of Prahlada
as to the source of the “false” teaching he had represented to his father and,
receiving nothing in return but praises of Sri Hari, he reproached him of
being a disgrace to his race and a potential instrument for its destruction.
He, finally, taught him the text which dealt with the three objects of the
human endeavour, namely, Kama, Artha and Dharma omitting the fourth —
Moksha — and expounded the means of attaining them, which were:
constant demands of favours and gifts, coercion, causing dissensions and
the like, according to the asuric dharma. Prahlada repeated this lesson after
him, which satisfied the teacher so much that he took him immediately to
his father to recite it in his presence. But, before the King, Prahlada
digressed and reaffirmed his faith in Sri Hari, to Whom, he said, one should
surrender completely oneself, body, possessions and all actions, which
confirmed the King’s suspicion in his priest, at whom he yelled:
“You have, O vile Brahmin, espoused our enemy’s cause and taught
these hateful notions to my son. You are one of those impious people
who conceal their treachery to their friends under a deceptive garb, yet
they are eventually unmasked, like the secret disease which, cannot but
declare itself at the right time.”
Turning to Prahlada, Hiranyakasipu asked him whence he got these
“heretical” ideas, but, instead of giving a direct answer, the child poured out
a whole sermon on the blindness of the people who are attached to action
and to the enjoyments they derive birth after birth from the same objects
and the same actions, which keep them bound to Vedic rituals, like the oxen
which are always tied by the same rope.
Sukracharya was struck mute with shame at Prahlada’s volte face, and
Hiranyakasipu was seized by such a frenzy on hearing these traitorous
words of his son that he pushed him out of his lap and commanded that he
should be put to death at once.
“Look at this vile child,” he roared, “who deserts his kith and kin,
spurns his paternal love, and sides with the enemy! A son who betrays
his own family and people is worse than a generous foe and should be
cut off from them.”
The attendants pounced on the helpless child and speared his bowels
screaming ‘Tear him!’ ‘Finish him!’ But great was their consternation when
they saw the ineffectiveness of their weapons on him. Shaken out of his
wits by this extraordinary phenomenon though he was, Hiranyakasipu was
not deflected from his resolve to do away with his son and ordered all the
instruments of torture to be used on him. Prahlada was trampled on by giant
elephants, bitten by poisonous snakes, made the butt of the most fiendish
magical spells, dropped to the earth from great heights, given poisoned
food, confined to solitary underground cells without any nourishment and
exposed to snow, wind, fire and rain, but nothing could destroy him or
affect his mental composure.
His asura father felt numb with frustration and was tormented by his
miraculous immunity to death (the cause of which was completely beyond
him to discover). It was, besides, not a mean challenge to his authority and
a profound humiliation to his pride, which had, until then, known no fear,
failure, or submission. He was so broken that the sons of the Brahmin priest
pitied him and succeeded in persuading him that Prahlada was too small a
child to realise what was at stake or what he was saying and doing and that,
therefore, he should be left entirely to himself till he attained the age of
reason, when of his own accord he would come round to the right asuric
path. Recognising the force of this argument, Hiranyakasipu reluctantly
ordered the release of Prahlada, but issued strict directions to the teacher to
instruct him in the duties of a royal householder and the three asuric
principles (mentioned before).
One day the tutor was absent and the asura boys were allowed to play
as they pleased. Prahlada collected all those who loved and befriended him
and whose minds had not yet been corrupted, and lectured to them:
“The wise man should try to lead a virtuous life right from childhood
to attain God-realisation. To seek pleasure in a transitory body is a
wasted effort; for pleasure, like pain, comes of its own accord by the
mere contact with the body. To make special efforts for it, would, in
fact, detract from the true and lasting happiness which the knowledge
of Truth and the feet of Sri Hari alone can bestow.
“Just consider how the hundred years of a man’s life are being frittered
away on useless things. Half of them are wasted on sleep, eating, cleaning
the body, etc. Of the remaining fifty years fifteen to twenty are spent in
infancy, childhood and youth, when one’s reason is not developed enough
to discriminate between right and wrong. Another five or ten go in impotent
senility and the remaining comparatively few years are thrown on sensual
pleasure in gross negligence of one’s eternal good. No extremely passionate
man, a slave to women’s lust, is known to have gained the eternal bliss of
Liberation.
“Therefore, O young Daityas, shun the company of people of your
race, whose hearts are given to sensuality, and worship Lord Narayana.
Give up your asuric dispositions and develop, dear children, love and
compassion for all, which will please the Infinite Being, Who will do
everything to your satisfaction. Failing this, nothing of permanent value can
be obtained from rituals, which are, after all, performed for transient,
worldly gains.”
Addressing Yuddhishthira, Narada continues:
The asura children who heard Prahlada’s exposition of Truth and the
way to Emancipation declared themselves wholeheartedly for it,
denouncing the asuric teaching which discriminates against living beings.
Overhearing this talk, the preceptor’s son went to the King and reported the
matter in detail to him. The latter summoned his son to his presence and,
trembling with anger, said:
“Wretch, you seem to be determined to create discord in our ranks.
That not only you shake yourself loose from my authority, though this
extends to the three worlds, but that you should also sow dissension
among our race is more than I can bear. I will this very day pack you
off to Yama and put an end to your constant thwarting of my purpose
and authority. You seem to possess extraordinary notions of your
powers to stand against me, O fool, though I cannot imagine from
whom you derive them.”
Without a moment’s hesitation the child answered:
“From Whom you and all beings derive yours. Give up, O King, your
evil dispositions and gain peace. There is no greater enemy than one’s
own distracted mind which is begotten by ignorance.
The royal Asura quivered and barked:
“I see that you are destined to die now, O braggart! But I want you for
just one second to think if there is a Lord in all the three worlds other
than I. You seem to conceive a being who pervades everything. If so,
he must surely also be in this pillar. Let him show himself and protect
you from my sword.”
So saying, the King struck the pillar of the throne-room with his fist
with great vehemence and drew his sword to cut off his son’s head. But
great was his dismay when from the pillar rose the sound of a crash so
terrific that it reached the seventh world of Brahma and brought down all
the denizens of the spheres, who thought the hour of universal dissolution
had struck. Out of the pillar issued a mighty Being, who was neither man
nor lion, but both man and lion — Narasimha — of an immense,
magnificent stature, and stood in the middle of the room with eyes, face,
hair and mane shedding an indescribable lustre all around. He had a number
of arms, a short, thick neck, a broad chest, a tongue as sharp as the edge of a
razor, tremendous teeth and claws. He was the Lord Himself. Seeing Him,
the danavas and daityas, who were armed with their sharpest weapons, took
fright and scattered like chaff before a hurricane. Hiranyakasipu lifted his
mace to strike Him, but, forestalling him, Narasimha caught him as the
hawk catches a snake and then let him go, as if in play. The asura then drew
his sword to cut Him, but the Lord roared with a man’s laughter and a lion’s
roar and seized him again, bent him on His thighs, tore his bowels and heart
with His claws, and threw his carcass on the ground. He then turned His
countless arms against his thousands of followers, who rushed at Him with
their weapons, and despatched them all, and in one leap He sat on the dead
King’s throne. Showers of flowers fell on Him from the celestial hosts who
had watched the fight. Brahma, Shiva, Indra, siddhas and Rishis, all the
gods and goddesses with their retinues sang hymns of praise to the Supreme
Narayana and there was universal rejoicing in heaven and on earth. Yet
Lord Narasimha continued to quiver so much that neither Lord Shiva,
Brahma, nor even Sree, His beloved Consort Herself, dared approach Him.
Brahma thought it best to send to Him child Prahlada, who slowly
approached, bowed low and prostrated full length on the ground before
Him. The Lord out of the fullness of His love, placed His hand on his head
and raised him to his feet. But the touch completely transformed the little
devotee: it swept away all the inhibitions and the latent impressions which
he had carried from the past birth to the present and revealed to him the
pure Being — the true nature of the Lord — which thrilled his heart and
diffused joy to his whole frail body. Then regaining composure, he
addressed Lord Narasimha thus:
“All the hosts of heaven: all the gods, siddhas and munis who have just
now poured out streams of hymns in Your glory, have not succeeded, O
Lord, to quench Your anger: how can I, born of a tamasic race,
succeed! But, O Master, we know that nothing can please You more
than devotion, be it that of an outcast who feeds on dogs’ flesh but who
has surrendered his thought, action and speech to You. You deem such
a man far holier than a Brahmin who has turned his back on You; for
the former can redeem his whole tribe, whereas the erring Brahmin
cannot redeem even his own soul. The devotion for which You hanker,
we know, is not for Your own benefit, O Merciful One, Who ever
enjoy the bliss of Your own Self, but for the benefit of the devotee
himself, because the devotion so offered reflects back on its offerer,
like the reflection of one’s own face in the mirror.
“All the devotees here assembled: Brahma, Shiva and others ever think
of You with faith and love, although they are now afraid of You, the
embodiment of Sattva. Be pleased to restrain Your anger now that the
enemy who provoked it is no longer alive.”
Prahlada continued for a long time this spontaneous outpouring which
revealed his profound insight in the Lord’s true nature and soothed Lord
Narasimha Who now gave His gracious answer:
“I am pleased with you, O noble Prahlada, Chief of the asuras, ask a
boon and it will be granted. Those who do not seek to please Me will
never be able to perceive Me. But those who do, will be favoured by a
sight of Me, be it only once, and they will never again have an
occasion to grieve.”
But this did not tempt the child’s heart for boons. Thanking the Lord
for His gracious offer, Prahlada said:
“Pray do not tempt me, O Lord, belonging that I am to a race which is
attached to the senses. Afraid of again falling victim to them, I have
come to You for protection, thus securing freedom from the cycle of
birth and death. Besides, he who demands worldly boons for devotion
is not a true devotee but a trader, nor is he a true master who tempts the
servant with gifts in order to establish his masterhood. Between us no
such considerations exist: for neither I have cravings that demand
satisfaction nor You a motive in satisfying them, unlike an earthly king
and his servant, whose relation is governed by self-interest. The only
boon I ask is that no desires be born again in my heart to drive from it
righteousness, honesty, modesty and truthfulness — my sole
qualifications for the attainment of Your Divine Glory.”
The Lord replied:
“Those who, like you, have dedicated themselves solely to Me, do not
seek reward either in this world or in the next. Nevertheless it is My
wish that you should enjoy regal honours and splendour as the Lord of
the Daityas for a whole manvantara losing nothing of your devotion to
Me and renouncing the fruits of your action. You will acquire a fame
for righteousness which will be celebrated in all the worlds. At the end
of that time you will cast off your body and will attain to Me.”
Prahlada accepted the gracious offer, but demanded the following
favour:
“May my father, O Supreme Lord, who, ignorant of the immensity of
Your might and glory, spoke disparagingly of You, imagining You to
be the murderer of his brother, be forgiven his sins, although, I am
convinced, they have already been forgiven him the moment You set
Your compassionate eye on him.”
The Lord answered:
“Your father, O sinless Prahlada, was already freed from all his sins
with all his forefathers unto the twenty-first generation by your very
birth in their race. Of the man who is devoted to Me, whose mind is
perfectly calm, pious, extremely noble and has a universal outlook, not
only his forefathers but also the land in which he lives and all who
inhabit it are sanctified. You will be a model devotee to those who will
tread the path of devotion.
“Go now, dear son, perform your father’s funeral rites, although he was
already purified by the touch of My person and ascend his throne,
keeping Me always in your mind and doing your royal duties as laid
down by the Scriptures.”
Narada said that Prahlada obeyed the Lord’s command and was
crowned king by the Brahmins with due pomp and ceremonies. Brahma,
repentant for having granted boons to Hiranyakasipu on account of his
severe tapas, which served to stamp out of him all virtues, approached the
Lord and expressed his joy at the death of the tyrant. Lord Narasimha
advised him to confer no more boons on asuras in future, for boons given to
cruel persons are as harmful to the world as milk to poisonous snakes.
“This, O Yudhishthira,” Narada concluded, “is the mercy of the Lord
on those who fix their minds on Him. Sisupala (as I have already said)
merged in Him because of it, and because he had to return to his old
office in Vaikuntha immediately.”
[8] Concentration on the Lord acts not only positively by turning the mind into the very nature of the
Lord, Pure Consciousness, but also negatively by diverting it from distracting sensuous objects,
which helps the attainment of the former.
[9] It is to be observed that Hiranyakasipu did not reveal the real cause of his brother’s death, namely,
his pursuit and challenge of the Lord to fight him, but twisted the truth to make Hiranyaksha appear
innocent, a victim of Sri Hari’s “partiality.”
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[10] Of the many hints which the Bhagavata offers to the practising yogi, this is one of the
most precious, which is apt to escape the general reader. Attempts to catch this point never fail
to reveal the source from which jagrat issues out. Jagrat, being nothing else but the senses and
the active intellect, cannot he realised as such except at the moment of its collapse or
resurgence (as is deliberately brought about in samadhi), when these are too debilitated to
oppose a perception of their ground. Those who find it difficult to follow up this process at the
outset, will do well to begin with tackling the relaxation of the body, preparatory to falling
asleep, which is natural to every living being, when the peace which ensues therefrom and
which is obvious to one, will lead to the locus in which it is felt. This locus is the SOURCE,
into which all the thinking and perceiving, that is, jagrat, sinks and from which it emerges.
This is the Self or the absolute Being.
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BOOK EIGHT
VISHNU AVATARAS – II
I – III
Gajendra Moksha
Sri Suka proceeds to describe in brief the number of manvantaras in
each kalpa, or day of Brahma (see footnote, p. 40), and mentions the names
of the Manus who governed the earth in the first six manvantaras of this
kalpa, which have already passed, as well as of the present Manu — the
seventh. It was in the fourth manvantara, whose Manu was Tamasa, the son
of Priyavrata (p. 90), he said, that the Liberation of the elephant Gajendra
took place.
In one of the secluded valleys of Mount Trikuta, which was
surrounded on all sides by the Ocean of Milk and intersected by rivers and
lakes of all sizes, perennially supplied with fresh, limpid water and whose
banks glittered with powdered gems of all qualities and colours, there was a
garden which belonged to Varuna, the lord of the oceans. It was full of
celestial trees which were in all seasons loaded with fragrant flowers and
fruits, which caused the apsaras to choose it as their sporting ground and its
lakes as their bathing pools.
A family of elephants which inhabited the forest on the mountain, once
entered that garden led by their mammoth chief Gajendra, and made to a
big lake in it to drink water and cool themselves. As soon as Gajendra
dipped his feet in the lake, a vicious alligator clutched at one of them and
started dragging him into the water. The elephant’s wives and young ones
shrieked, trumpeted and pulled Gajendra from behind to help him out of his
enemy’s jaw, but all their efforts proved of no avail. The fierce tug of war
went on and on for one-thousand years, which left the unfortunate victim
exhausted in body and spirit. When all hope of rescue faded away and death
was staring at him in the face, Gajendra turned his thoughts to the Lord and
recalled to mind a hymn which he had learnt in his previous life as a
virtuous Pandya king, and which he had in that animal body forgotten. He
recited it now with great feeling, praising the Lord for His many mercies
and ended with a prayer to Him to listen to his cry of distress and save him.
He sang:
“I salute the Supreme, Omnipotent Lord, Who is denoted by the
mystical syllable OM, Who forms the bodies as prakriti and dwells in
them as Purusha, the Self-efficient Lord, from Whom this universe
emanates, and in Whom it lives, Who is verily the universe itself, yet
beyond it as its un-manifest Cause.
“May that all-pervading Lord, Who sheds His light everywhere and
Whose Nature cannot be comprehended, much less described, by even
gods and siddhas protect me. Him alone I take as my refuge, Him for
the perception of Whom, yogis who have radically shed their
attachments to the world take to rigorous tapas, which is far beyond
ordinary mortals to perform.
“I bow to Him, the perceiver of the senses as well as their objects, the
Source and Cogniser of all cognitions. I bow to Him Who is attainable
by the pure mind that has divested itself of all worldly activities, the
Lord of the final Beatitude, as well as of the realisation of its bliss, the
Lord of infinite compassion, Who releases from bondage the souls that
have completely surrendered themselves to Him.
“May that Lord of infinite mercy effect my deliverance.”
Hearing the death-cry of the royal Gajendra, Sri Hari hastened to his
rescue and, stretching His hand, pulled him out of the water along with his
captor, whose mouth He slit open with His discus and set the spent elephant
free.
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Going into the history of the case, Sri Suka said that the alligator was
previously a chief of the Gandharvas (celestial musicians), Hutu by name,
who was cursed by Rishi Devala for some fault. Now by the touch of the
Lord’s discus he was released from the curse and reverted to his old
Gandharva form, whereas Gajendra in his previous life was Indrayumna, a
Pandya king (Dravidian) and a great devotee of the Lord. Later he turned
ascetic on Kulachala mountain. One day Rishi Agastya accompanied by his
numerous disciples entered his hermitage while he was rapt in meditation.
As he did not rise to receive the Rishi, the latter thought that the host had
deliberately disregarded him and cursed[11] him to turn into a thick-skinned
elephant in his next life (dull-witted that he appeared to the irate Rishi).
Though he was in an elephant body, by virtue of his past ascetic devotion,
Indrayumna regained consciousness of the Lord in his dire extremity, when
life was ebbing by inches and his mind in profound despair. The Lord not
only saved him from death but granted him immortality by endowing him
with a form like His own and took him on Garuda’s back with Him to
Vaikuntha, where he was made His personal attendant.
[11]To our modern way of thinking this and, in fact, most of the curses recorded in the
sacred Bhagavata, judged by any standard, seem to be curiously harsh and irreligious. The curse, for
example, pronounced by the Kumaras on Jaya and Vijaya (p. 47), is cruel and out of all proportions
to the unintentional error the latter had committed in the discharge of their duty – if error it was. The
same may be said of the curse of Kasyapa on poor Diti, or on Parikshit by the Brahmin youth. But,
taking a long view of the matter, we find the curses to be not arbitrary, but governed by the laws of
predestination to the lasting benefit of the persons affected. When for instance, the Kumaras offered
to withdraw the curse the Lord intervened and said that He would have cancelled it of His own
accord were it not already pronounced on them by Sree Herself (p. 47). That they badly needed
purification was proved by later events which showed them to be profoundly satanic, a trait which
was temporarily covered up by the sattvic atmosphere in which they lived. As Hiranyakasipu and
Ravana they were veritable monsters of arrogance, lust, greed, treachery, tyranny, and what not, and
needed a birth in a plane which offered a scope for their manifestation, so that they might be
scotched. The benefit to Indrayumna was, likewise, obvious for his terrible experience as Gajendra
was rewarded by the Lord bestowing on him His very form, which would have otherwise been
impossible. The case of Diti was pathetic indeed, but what was her reward when through her
grandson Prahlada, as the Lord expressed it, she secured Liberation along with all his ancestors unto
the twenty-first generation!
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Kurma Avatara
Sri Suka continues:
In the sixth manvantara which was ruled by Chakshusna Manu, the
churning of the Ocean of Milk took place, from which nectar was extracted
to immortalise the gods, for which Lord Vishnu had to appear in the form of
a tortoise (kurma). Before then when they were attacked by sharp weapons
the gods used to fall stark dead on the field without the possibility of
revival. Their predicament became serious when Durvasa cursed[12] Indra
and his three worlds. Swarga and the earth were immediately stripped of
their splendour, all religious practices were abandoned, and the gods felt
weak and at the mercy of their enemies, the asuras. Fearing a major disaster
to their existence, the leaders of the gods called a big conference to find a
solution to their difficulties, but could come to no decision. Nor could
Brahma, to whom appeal was made, solve them. And when, finally, Lord
Vishnu’s help was sought, He was pleased to prescribe the sovereign
remedy to all their ills, namely, the immortalising amrita, which had to be
extracted from the sea, and advised them on the means of doing it. He said:
“Go immediately and conclude a peace treaty with your enemies, who
are now having the upper hand. To accomplish a task of great
importance, enemies must be won over and made to co-operate. Once
you achieve your purpose, you must treat them as a serpent treats a rat.
Bend all the powers of your souls to extract nectar without delay from
the Ocean of Milk to render yourselves immortal by drinking it.
Collect all the varieties of plants, herbs, grass and creepers and throw
them into the ocean and churn them, and I will help you. You may use
Mt. Mandara as the churning rod and Vasuki (the king of serpents) the
churning rope, and throw the energy of all the gods and their enemies
into the churning. Accept with kindness all the terms of the daityas and
bring them to help you, and they will get nothing in the end for their
labour. All the anger in the world cannot achieve what kind words can.
Deadly poison called Halahala will emerge from the sea too, but do not
mind it.”
Accordingly, the gods led by Indra called on Bali, king of the daityas,
who was as astute a commander as he was wise, and knew when to fight
and when to make peace. The proposal of sharing the nectar found favour
with him, and thus a friendship was struck between the former enemies, so
that they joined forces and uprooted Mt. Mandara. Vasuki also agreed to the
terms of the gods which entitled him to a share of the amrita. The churning
started with the gods on Vasuki’s head-side and the asuras on the tail-side.
The Lord also contributed His energy by conferring the rajasic on the
daityas and the sattvic on the gods. But Mt. Mandara proved too heavy for
their joint strength and quickly went down to the bottom of the ocean. Lord
Vishnu assumed the form of a giant tortoise, dived, passed under it and
refloated it and continued to support it on its back till the end.
When after much churning nothing came out, Sri Vishnu Himself
stretched out His hands and agitated the sea, when lo! the most poisonous
(halahala) emanations rose, spread everywhere, and suffocated all the
animals in the sea, on land, and in the air. The big sea animals ran to
Sadasiva (Shiva) on Mt. Kailas and prayed for His help. Shiva, taking the
permission of His Consort, squeezed the poison in the palm of one hand and
swallowed it, which painted His throat blue (hence His nickname
Neelakantha, blue-throat). A few drops of it fell to the ground, and these
were quickly swallowed by snakes, scorpions and some other animals and
plants turning them poisonous. Relieved of the fumes, the celestials and
their collaborators churned with great vigour when Surabhi, a sacrificial
vessel, rose and was taken by the Rishis. It was followed by the famous
white horse Uchchaishrava which was taken by Bali, then by Airavata, the
splendid elephant, which was taken by Indra for his personal mount. Out of
the sea then issued the famous kaustubha, a ruby-like gem, which Sri Hari
took and pinned on His chest. This was followed by the parijata tree, which
satisfies all wishes, and by the most beautiful nymphs and then by the
glorious Ram, the beauteous Lakshmi, Whose splendour illumined all the
quarters. She, Devi the auspicious, the pure, chose Sri Hari as Her Spouse
by placing on His shoulder the wreath of fresh lotuses She was carrying in
Her hand, and by standing by His side. Shiva, Brahma and all the devas
worshipped Her and the Brahmins chanted Vedic hymns and sprinkled Her
with consecrated water from golden pots. The Father of the world made His
bosom Her permanent abode, from where She — the Fount of all fortune —
casts Her munificent glances on all the creatures of the world. After Her
rose Varuni, the goddess of intoxicants, who was taken by the asuras with
Vishnu’s consent. She was followed by a most wonderful youth carrying the
jar of nectar in hands which were decked with bracelets. He was
Danvantari, the celebrated amsa of the Lord, who revealed the Ayurvedic
medical science to the world. Tempted by the sight of the amrita and in
violation of their agreement with the devas, the asuras, forcibly snatched the
pot from his hand and started quarrelling among themselves for its
possession, the stronger pushing away the weaker. The gentle gods, finding
themselves deprived of their prize and fearing the consequences of the
immortalising elixir falling to their enemies, appealed to the Lord to help
them. To deceive the daityas Sri Vishnu manifested Himself as the beautiful
damsel Mohini, who kindled passion in their hearts and so charmed them
that they delivered the jar to her to distribute its content as she pleased.
When the devas and the asuras collected in the hall after their bath, Mohini
separated them and started the distribution with the former and by the time
she finished with them the jar was empty. Only Rahu, one of the daityas,
having disguised himself as a celestial, succeeded in receiving some nectar,
but before he could swallow it he was recognised and denounced by Sun
and Moon to Sri Hari Who lost no time to sever his head with His discus,
immortalising the head which contained the nectar, and destroying the body.
The Lord turned the head into the planet Rahu, which causes eclipses to the
sun and the moon as a mark of his perennial enmity to them.
[12] When once Rishi Durvasa was on his way down from Vaikuntha he met Indra and presented to
him the flower garland which Sri Vishnu had just gifted to him. Indra threw it rudely on his
elephant’s back. The animal shook it down and trampled on it. The Rishi, incensed, cursed Indra and
the three worlds which he ruled to lose their prosperity and glory, which took effect immediately.
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X — XI
Deva-Asura War
Sri Suka continues:
When the daityas awoke from their infatuation and realised that they
had been tricked out of the fruit of their labour, they gathered their forces
and hurled themselves with great violence on the celestials, using any
weapon that was handy, starting the great Deva-Asura War in which the
former, strengthened by the nectar they had just consumed and by the
Lord’s own might, fought valiantly with all their war instruments. Bali in
his aerial car led the asura hosts, while the devas were commanded by Indra
riding on his newly-acquired Airavata. The battle was extremely severe and
sanguinary, mostly in hand-to-hand fight: Bali confronted Indra, Rahu
fought with Moon, and so on. When Bali saw that the gods were invincible,
he started using magical spells: he raised a violent storm which rained fire
and agitated a sea which surged into mountainous fiery waves, rapidly
advancing to engulf the celestial hosts. These were so overwhelmed with
fear that they appealed in their minds to the Lord, Who immediately
appeared, dispelled their illusion and encouraged them to exterminate their
enemies. Bali and his generals were killed and his hosts completely routed.
It was a great victory for the celestials. Sukracharya by his knowledge of
sanjivinee science revived Bali and all the asuras who had not suffered
injury in their necks, or whose heads had not been severed from their
bodies.
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XII
Future Manus
To complete the list of the fourteen Manus of this kalpa, Sri Suka
enumerates the seven who will be in charge of the world during the
remaining seven manvantaras and their genealogies and activities, as well
as the Indras and Rishis who will co-operate with them in their
administrations and in the revival of virtues and the quest for Truth, which
Time may have by then obliterated or caused to fall into desuetude. Finally
the Sage exhorts Parikshit to remember that:
“the Manus and their sons, the sages and Indras, as well as the various
classes of gods, O Ruler of the earth, are all directed by the Supreme
Atman. In every yuga Lord Hari assumes the forms of siddhas to
impart wisdom and teach yoga and ritualistic worship, and of rulers to
administer justice and suppress the wicked. The Lord is all things and
all characteristics and though variously depicted by the learned in their
philosophical systems under the influence of Maya, He remains
unknown to them.”
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XV — XXIII
Vamana Avatara
King Parikshit inquiries how Sri Vishnu, Who is the personification of
all virtues, tricked the generous Bali out of the rulership of the three worlds,
when He disguised Himself as a Brahmin dwarf. Sri Suka explains that the
defeat of the asuras by the gods which resulted in the death of a countless
number of their followers and of Bali himself, though he was revived by his
preceptor, badly rankled in Bali’s breast and gave him no peace. With the
help of the Brahmins, who belonged to the Bhrigu race, he planned his
revenge, performed the viswajit yajna, and received from the sacrificial fire
a gold-plated aerial car and all the weapons which were necessary for the
conquest of heaven. He gathered his vast hosts, armed them to the teeth,
assaulted Indra’s capital and took it by storm, completely routing the
celestials and making himself the lord of the three worlds. To give thanks to
the Lord, and spread virtues in all parts of his spheres Bali performed one
hundred aswamedhas.
Aditi, the mother of the gods, was sorely afflicted at the defeat of her
sons by those of her sister Diti. Kasyapa, rising from his long meditation in
the forest, visited Aditi’s hermitage and, seeing her sunk in misery,
remarked:
“The Lord’s Maya is powerful, indeed. The world is bound by bonds of
affection between bodies. What relation can there be between the
insentient body and Atman! Who is husband or son to whom!
Ignorance lies at the root of all these attachments. Do worship the
Perfect Atman and pray Him to restore swarga to your sons. In the
bright fortnight of the month of Phalguna take the vow of payovrata
(living only on milk, singing devotional hymns, repeating certain
mantras) for twelve days.”
Aditi followed the instructions of her saintly husband with such
meticulous care that Sri Hari appeared in person and said that He had
known of her misfortune and the yearnings of her heart, but that at that time
the asuras were invincible, due to the support given to them by the
Brahmins, to whom Time was just then favourable. Nevertheless, He
assured her, He would take birth from her womb through the energy of the
faultless Kasyapa, whom she should seek and look upon as the Lord
Himself.
Having gained her life’s object in seeing the Lord in person and
receiving His direct command, Aditi waited on her husband with exemplary
devotion. In his profound insight the latter actually perceived a portion of
the Lord entering him and, concentrating his mind, injected his seeds into
Aditi, passing on to her the Lord’s amsa as the wind passes the spark of fire
into the firewood and kindles it.
On the twelfth day of the bright half of Bhadrapada, when the sun
reached the meridian, the Lord came out of Aditi’s womb as a fully grown-
up dwarf to the beating of the celestial drums and the rejoicing of the three
worlds. Brihaspati, the Rishis and the gods gathered in Kasyapa’s hermitage
and performed the sacred thread ceremony, initiating the newborn into the
Brahmacharya Ashrama, naming him Vamana. The gods and goddesses
presented him with the various articles needed by a Brahmachari: sacred
thread, string round the waist, codpiece, loin wrap, kamandalu, rosary, tiger
skin and begging bowl. The auspicious Uma was chosen to give him his
first bhiksha (begged midday meal).
Without loss of time Vamana went to meet Bali, who was then
performing an aswamedha on the banks of Narmada and was received with
great respect by his priests, who thought he resembled the four Kumaras in
spiritual splendour and youth. Bali welcomed him affectionately, washed
his feet and sprinkled his own head with the washing and finally requested
him to name his wish, land, gold, a comfortable house, a cow, elephant,
horse, or, “perhaps, a girl,” which he vowed to grant readily. Greatly
pleased, the dwarf answered that Bali’s speech was worthy of him and his
race, wherein no one was known to have lacked generosity or broken a
promise. He remembered the host’s grandfather Prahlada, who was a
perfect model in the practice of dharma, and his great-grandfather
Hiranyakasipu, whose renowned valour made even Lord Vishnu run away
from Vaikuntha and, it was said, finding no place where He could hide,
entered the nostril of the pursuer himself, where alone He felt Himself safe,
and concluded with:
“Like your celebrated forefather, you have, O King, been foremost in
the observance of the rules of dharma and lavish charity. Of you, the
great giver, I ask a small bit of land which measures not more than
three of my own (dwarfish) paces: for to take more than he needs the
wise man transgresses.”
The ridiculous pettiness of the demand greatly amused Bali, who could
not resist reminding his guest that he was too young to be alive to his
interest in asking for such a tiny bit when he could have a whole continent,
and added that now that he was disposed to be generous, Vamana could take
as much land as would secure him a decent living.
The divine dwarf answered:
“The possession of all the three worlds cannot satisfy a man of
unrestrained ambition. He who cannot be satisfied with three paces
will not be satisfied with a whole continent. Prithu, Gaya and other
kings who ruled over all the seven continents could never have enough,
so great was their greed. The contented person can easily live on what
chance places at his disposal. The hunger for wealth and sense-
enjoyment is responsible for rebirth, whereas contentment inherits the
great treasures of Liberation. I ask, therefore, O Protector of men, for
only three paces of land which will cover my bare necessity.”
Bali laughed and, pouring water in the palm of one hand, he
pronounced his solemn promise to grant the gift demanded. Sukracharya
warned Bali against this grant, the pettiness of which appeared to him to be
very ominous. It might conceal a serious design on the part of Vishnu
Himself to dispossess the asuras in favour of the celestials. He foresaw what
was actually to take place and advised Bali to retract, which, he said, was
legitimate to do when one’s life and the lives of one’s dependants were
exposed to grave danger. But Bali was not prepared to go back on his
pledged word and, with great respect to his preceptor, magnanimously
answered:
“It is true, O worshipful Brahmin, that a householder must not part
with his means of livelihood; but, having promised, I cannot be guilty
of breach of promise to a holy Brahmin, like a base swindler, out of
greed. I do not fear hell, poverty, loss of throne or even death as much
as I fear playing false to a Brahmin. In any case all the wealth in the
world has to be abandoned at death. Time has taken away all the
enjoyments of the daityas (my forefathers), who owned the whole
universe, but could not extinguish their fame as heroes, who had never
known what retreating in battle was. The fame of the magnanimous
man who gives away all his fortune to needy supplicants, more so to
knowers of Brahman, like your good self and this dwarf, and turns
poor is far greater than even that of warriors, who lay down their lives
on the battlefield. I will give to the Brahmin the land promised, be He
Lord Vishnu Himself Whom we daily worship, or an enemy.”
Sukracharya got very enraged at Bali’s disobedience and, impelled by
destiny, cursed him in the words, “Because you have shown arrogance to
me your guru, you shall, O fool, soon fall from your royal splendour,”
which did not in the least deflect Bali’s resolve to grant the promised gift.
He washed the feet of Vamana from a golden vessel of water, which his
queen herself had carried for the purpose. All the celestials applauded the
magnanimity of Bali and showered celestial flowers on him. They beat their
drums and sang hymns in his praise. But lo! the dwarf started expanding at
such a rate that in a little time he filled all the spheres. Bali and his priests
were staggered to see the whole creation in his body and, when he started
measuring the three paces, he covered the whole earth and the cardinal
points with one. His second covered swarga and stretched to the highest
satyaloka, leaving no room for his third pace. There rose a great outcry
among the daityas and the danavas at the deceit of Vamana, who proved a
traitor to their cause, and rushed with weapons to attack him, but Vamana’s
attendants gave them a good beating and Bali, remembering the curse of his
guru, knew that his fall was inevitable. He ordered his followers to retreat,
saying that Vishnu, who had brought him to power by the Viswajit sacrifice
was now standing against him, because time was now favourable to the
celestials and advised them to wait patiently when time will turn in their
favour and they will have the upper hand. The righteous Bali was bound by
ropes and taken prisoner, to the sorrow of both the gods and the asuras.
Lord Vamana charged Bali with perjury for having promised three
paces of ground but gave only two, and sentenced him to imprisonment in
the nether regions. Bali bore the sentence with equanimity and calmly
answered:
“I did not intend, O Illustrious Lord, to deceive You. You have taken
everything I possess, yet if You think that I owe You some more space
for Your third step, You may be pleased to place it on my head. Fallen
that I am, I am not afraid of the infernal regions nor of the loss of my
kingdom, nor of any punishment, which the Great may deem fit to
inflict on me. You now pose as our enemy, but I know You to be our
greatest benefactor — You Who have blessed us with a vision of
Yourself on the pretence of causing our downfall, having had which
vision many an asura attained Liberation. In his profound wisdom my
illustrious grandfather Prahlada, of universal fame, suffered all the
variety of torture to preserve his firm devotion to You, although You
exterminated his kinsmen the asuras, knowing full well that no lasting
benefit can be gained from relatives who are disposed to rob one of
ones wealth, or from wife who is the cause of transmigration, or even
from one’s own body which abandons one at death. How good is my
destiny to bring me in direct contact with You, disguised as enemy
though You may be!”
Suddenly Prahlada appeared and prostrated himself before the Lord
and with tears of joy addressed Him:
“O Lord, it was by You that the exalted office of Indra was conferred
on Bali and by you that it has now been taken away. Whatever You do
is always for one’s good. Especially the taking away of one’s
possessions which usually corrupt the mind, must be deemed to be a
great favour: for no man of wealth can make any attempt to seek his
true nature. Even men of learning fall victims to delusion if they are
wealthy. Hail to You, Lord of the universe and Witness of all things!”
Brahma, who also arrived, interceded on Bali’s behalf. The glorious
Lord replied:
“Whomever I want to favour with My Grace I divest him of his fortune
— the fortune which hardens the heart against living beings and
against Me. If pride of lineage, wealth, physical graces, learning and
power do not appear in the man who owns them, it must be considered
as a favour from Me. My devotee who deserves these advantages is not
corrupted by them as the foolish man is.
“This leader of the daityas and danavas (Bali) has already conquered
My invincible Maya, which is the reason why he is unperturbed by the
calamity which has befallen him and stood firm by his promise even at
the great cost of disobeying his guru and suffering his curse. He
deserves to dwell in My own Vaikuntha, but he will have first to
occupy the seat of Indra under My guardianship in the next
Manvantara (the eighth) of Savarni Manu, ruling in the meantime
Sutalaloka, whose natural beauty has been enhanced by the art of
Viswakarma, the celestial architect, where no anxiety, disease, fatigue,
disappointment and other afflictions exist.
“O great Indrasena (Bali, Indra elect), may you flourish! Go now with
your kinsmen to Sutala, which is envied even by the celestials, where
none can harm you. My discus will destroy the daityas who will
disobey your command and will protect you, your followers, and all
your possessions. You will shed your demoniacal dispositions at the
sight of My glory, which will be ever present there.”
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XXIV
Matsya Avatara
Having heard the story of the Vamana Avatara, King Parikshit requests
Suka to tell him about the Lord’s Descent as a Fish, which to him was very
queer, considering the repugnance which the tamasic nature of the fish
creates in the minds of the people.
Suka answers:
“The almighty Lord assumes any form which He deems necessary for
the purpose in hand without being tainted by it, like space (which is not
tainted by the objects that occupy it), He being without gunas.
“At the end of the previous kalpa the night of Brahma fell on all
existence. The three worlds were flooded by the waters of the ocean
and the Creator went to sleep covering them all in darkness. As he was
overcome by sleep, Brahma unconsciously let the demon chief
Hayagriva steal from his mouth the Veda, which was automatically
recited by his breathing. To take it back from the daitya, the Lord took
the form of a fish. This is how it happened.”
Sri Suka recounts that in that kalpa there lived a king in the land of the
Dravidians, Satyavrata by name. He was a great devotee of Lord Narayana
and practised penance, living only on water. One day as he was doing his
ablutions a tiny fish came out of his kamandalu to the palm of his hand. To
save its life, he took it and put it in the river. No sooner there than the tiny
one piteously cried to him to save it from the bigger animals in the river
which would surely swallow it. Satyavrata placed it back in the kamandalu
which was full of water. In the morning he found it filling the whole
kamandalu and crying for a larger space. He placed it in a much bigger
vessel, which it again quickly filled and cried for a still bigger vessel. He
went on changing vessels as the fish went on increasing in bulk, till he
placed it in a lake, which it again filled and cried for a larger place. The
ocean, he thought, was the only vessel large enough for it. When there, it
started complaining not for lack of space but of fear of being killed by
alligators and other big aquatic animals. Satyavrata was now at his wit’s
end, when suddenly a thought struck him that the fish had been fooling him
and that it could be none other than Lord Narayana Himself. So he
addressed it:
“I have never known a fish that can grow in a single day from a dot to
the size of a lake eight hundred miles long. Tell me who you are: you
can be none other than the Lord Himself, taking this form for a purpose
of Your own. Hail to You, Supreme Purusha, Ruler of the universe, the
Self of all and the Goal of Your devotees! That You descend to the
earth for the welfare of Your creatures, I know, but I am unable to find
the reason for your assuming this form. Deign, O Lord, to enlighten
me, Your devotee.”
The Lord answered:
“On the seventh day from today, the earth, the sky and the heavens will
be under water, when the ocean will rise to cause a universal
dissolution (pralaya). A large boat will then approach you. In the
meantime go gather herbs, plants and seeds of trees of all kinds and all
species of animals and enter the boat with the seven Rishis and,
without light, move about the ocean fearlessly: the effulgence of the
Rishis will alone suffice to light your way. Tie the boat to my horn,
using Vasuki (the king of serpents which had a very long body) as a
rope, so that it may not be tossed about by the mighty storms. I shall
carry you on the water for the whole duration of the pralaya, which
will last as long as the day of Brahma (the previous kalpa), O King,
when by My Grace you will realise in your own heart My Supreme
State as the Parabrahman, the transcendent Reality.”
On the appointed day storms raged and clouds incessantly poured thick
sheets of rain which overflowed the ocean and completely blotted out the
earth’s boundaries. In obedience to the Lord’s command King Satyavrata
with all the plants and animals he had collected and the seven Sages
boarded the big ship which approached them and sat in meditation
appealing to the Lord to help them in that boundless, storm-tossed ocean,
which was covered by darkness. A vast, horned whale, which measured
800,000 miles in length, presently drew near. The ship was tied to its horn
with Vasuki’s long body. Overjoyed, the King prayed:
“Those whose knowledge of the Self is obscured by ignorance, in
consequence of which they are worn out by the turbulent worldly
existence, realise You by taking refuge in You, Who are the sole
teacher and bestower of the final Beatitude. As the adulterated gold
sheds its impurity and attains its native lustre by contact with fire, so
does the jiva shed its ignorance and regain its native bliss by
worshipping You, O Lord, Who are not only self-illumined, like the sun,
but also illumine all the senses.[13] The knowledge imparted by an
ignorant man is like guiding the blind by the blind and is sure to lead to
transmigration. But the knowledge which You impart infallibly leads to
illumination, which is the realisation by the individual (jiva) of his own
essential nature. The world, being dominated by desire, does not
recognise You, though You dwell in its heart. I, therefore, come, to
appeal to You, almighty, adorable Lord, to enlighten me with your
words on the absolute Truth, cut the knot of ignorance from my heart
and reveal Your true Self to me.”
In that long, long night of Brahma, Lord Vishnu sported on the waters
of the universal flood as He pleased, and revealed to Satyavrata the mystery
of the Self in its entirety which now goes by the name of Matsya Purana, as
approached by Yoga, Sankhya and ritual. As he sat with the other Rishis in
the boat, the King intently listened to the discourses of the Divine Fish on
the Self, which is identical with the infinite and eternal Brahman, and
attained Illumination. When Brahma awoke from his sleep, the Lord, Who
had already killed Hayagriva, returned the Veda to him and made
Satyavrata the Manu of the seventh Manvantara (the present one) of this
kalpa under the name of Vaivasvata Manu (whose dynasty Sri Suka traces
in the next Book).
[13]The senses are prakriti, insentient. The light of cognition in the perception does not, therefore,
arise from them, but from the cogniser, who is pure consciousness, the Lord Himself. Who owns the
senses, as functions of the consciousness. To attribute sentience to the senses is like attributing light
to the moon. Conversely, the Lord, being pure consciousness, pure sentience, is the cogniser of all
cognitions and the doer of all actions.
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BOOK NINE
THE SOLAR AND LUNAR DYNASTIES
I—V
Rama Avatara
In three chapters (VII — IX) Sri Suka narrates a number of incidents
in the lives of some of the children and grandchildren of Vaivasvata Manu
and enumerates them from father to son till he reaches King Dasaratha from
whom Sri Rama, a great Avatara of Lord Vishnu, was born.
Appealed to by the celestials, Lord Hari, who is absolute
consciousness, descended on earth as the four sons of Dasaratha (by his
three wives), of whom Rama was the eldest and the full manifestation of the
Lord. The other three — Bharata, Lakshmana and Shatrughna, were only
His partial manifestations. “Their full story,” Suka tells Parikshit, “has been
already told in the great epic known by the name of Ramayana compiled by
the sage Valmiki, from whom you must have time and again heard it.” Yet
Suka gives a very brief sketch of it.
Bharata’s mother who was the favourite of Dasaratha, managed to
extract from her royal husband a promise to transfer the throne not to Rama
but to her own son Bharata. Acting on this promise, the King advised Rama
to retire to the forest for fourteen years. Rama obeyed and left Ayodhya, the
capital, with his beloved wife Sita and his younger brother Lakshmana, who
was most devoted to him, and took to wander about in the forests. Prior to
this, Viswamitra Rishi once called at the palace and requested the King to
send Rama to his hermitage to clear the neighbouring forest of the
rakshasas who were destroying all life from it and polluting the Rishi’s own
sacrifices. Rama went and liquidated them all. Among the rakshasas was
the wicked Shurpanakha, the sister of Ravana, the ten-headed demon king
of Lanka, whose ears and nose were cut off by Lakshmana. Ravana sought
Rama’s hermitage in the forest to avenge this mutilation as well as to
possess Sita, of whose great beauty he had heard from his sister. By his
magic tricks Ravana managed to keep the two brothers away for some time,
and carried away Sita, who was then defenceless. When Rama returned and
did not find Sita he nearly lost his mind, both out of regret for having left
her alone and out of sorrow for her loss, which shows the plight of those
who get attached to women. Following the clues of Ravana’s escape route,
the brothers traced him to the island of Lanka, to which they hastened with
all their might, contracting friendship with the chiefs of the monkeys who
inhabited the land on their way. These were Hanuman, Sugriva, Nila and
others, who became immortalised in history for their services and loyalty to
Rama’s cause and devotion to his divine person. They all marched at the
head of their armies to the sea of Lanka.
At the approach of Rama the animals which lived in the sea grew
immensely agitated, reflecting the mental agitation in which he then was.
Varuna, the sea god, having known the reason, came to Rama and invited
him to build a bridge across the sea to Lanka and defeat the monster
Ravana. This was immediately done, when mountains were wholesale
uprooted from their bases and dumped into the sea. Millions of monkeys
and bears then poured into Lanka. Before that Hanuman had gone alone to
the island and had found out Ravana’s palace and the part of the garden
where Sita lived with her maid-servants, who were unavailingly pleading
the cause of their master Ravana with her and had actually spoken to her.
Headed by their kings, Sugriva, Nila and Hanuman, the monkey hordes
invaded and completely wrecked all the places which belonged to Ravana
and his government: Treasury, Council halls, fortresses, barracks, arm-
stores and ammunition dumps.
A single fight between Rama and Ravana eventually became
inevitable, which ended when an arrow of Rama deeply pierced the heart of
the demon, and sent his blood pouring out of his ten mouths, leaving his
body stretched on the ground stark dead. Rama then hastened to the retreat
of Sita and, seeing her seated under an Ashoka tree greatly emaciated and
shorn of her royal ornaments and woe-begone, he lifted her to his aerial car
and flew with her back to Ayodhya, the fourteen years of banishment
having ended, accompanied by Lakshmana, Hanuman and Sugriva, after
having placed Vibhishana, the youngest brother of Ravana, who was loyal
and helpful to him, on the throne of Lanka.
On his arrival at the capital Sri Rama was greatly grieved to learn that
Bharata, far from usurping his place as the heir to the throne, had taken to
severe penance during his long absence. He had wrapped his body with
bark of trees, lived on barley cooked with cow’s urine, slept on the bare
ground covered only by kusa grass, and worshipped the sandals which
Rama had given him as a token of his love. When the news of the return of
Rama reached him, Bharata came out with the citizens and ministers to
receive him, Brahmins chanting Vedic hymns and musicians playing. His
mother, step-mothers and Rishi Vasishtha, the palace guru, welcomed him
most affectionately on the steps of the palace and the joy of the nation knew
no bounds at the restoration to them of their beloved king. His father
Dasaratha had, many years earlier, died of grief and remorse for having
behaved unrighteously towards his most beloved son. The love of Rama for
his people and his reign, known as Ramarajya, became a byword for good
government, national prosperity and tranquillity for all time.
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XV – XVII
Parasurama Avatara
Requested by Parikshit, Sri Suka now relates the story of another
Avatara of the Lord, the great ascetic Parasurama, who had in his youth
single-handedly exterminated the Kshatriya race twenty-one times.
Rishi Jamadagni had a number of sons, of whom Rama or Parasurama
was the youngest. The Kshatriyas were then sunk in rajas and tamas
(passion and ignorance). One of them, King Arjuna, the ruler of the
Haihayas, had worshipped Lord Dattatreya and had earned the boon of
possessing one thousand hands, mastery of yoga and supernatural powers
such as travelling through the air with the speed of thought, stopping or
reversing the natural flows of rivers, etc. One day Arjuna went out with his
ministers and whole army on a hunting expedition and by chance entered
Jamadagni’s hermitage. The Sage received them fittingly and fed them all
well with the help of his celestial cow Kamadhenu, which could supply all
edibles in abundance, making the prosperity of the hermitage surpass even
that of the King’s palace. This excited Arjuna’s envy. At parting the latter
unceremoniously drove with Kamadhenu and her calf to his capital
Mahismati, disregarding the feelings of his host and of the kidnapped
animals. Parasurama, who happened to return home just at that time, rushed
with his bow and axe after the royal party, caught up with them before they
entered the capital, and exterminated the formidable force which Arjuna
had sent to meet him, making streams of their blood to flow on the
battlefield. Greatly amazed, Arjuna himself took up the challenge, and with
five-hundred bows simultaneously strung by his one thousand hands he
rained arrows on Rama, which did not prevent the latter from fiercely
attacking him and axing down all his arms one by one and, lastly, his head.
When they saw the incredible feat of Rama, Arjuna’s ten thousand sons,
ministers and retinue took to their heels, leaving the field to Rama, who
took back the cow and her calf, now happy at their release, to his father, and
briefed him with the news of the fight. But the Sage, instead of rejoicing,
rebuked him.
“You have, O Rama of mighty arms,” he said, “committed a grave sin
in killing a ruler of men, who is the representative of all the gods on
earth, for nothing. We Brahmins, dear son, have earned respect by our
forgiveness alone, by which we shine like the sun and please Lord
Vishnu. Cutting off a consecrated head is more sinful than slaying a
Brahmin. You have to atone for it by spending a whole year in
pilgrimage to all the holy places, keeping your mind fixed on the
Supreme Lord.”
At the end of the year Rama returned from pilgrimage only to find
himself faced with new compulsions to massacre Kshatriyas. The sons of
Arjuna who had not forgotten his debt to them, were on the lookout for a
chance to revenge themselves on him. As one day Jamadagni was sitting
near the sacrificial fire, absorbed in meditation, and his sons were absent,
they entered the hermitage, slashed off his head and carried it away with
them. The loud cries of the mother, whose pleading with the murderers to
spare her husband’s life had proved unavailing, brought her sons from the
forest. Rama shouldered his axe and sped like the wind to Mahismati,
where he met the culprits and laid them all low, together with the whole
princely race. Collecting their heads he made a very high tower of them in
the centre of the city, leaving their blood to flow like a river. He then took
back his father’s head, joined it to the body and performed a number of
sacrifices in the worship of Sri Vishnu. Regaining his spiritualised body,
Jamadagni became the seventh star in the constellation of the seven Rishis
who look after the welfare of humanity (identified by some with Ursa
Major).
Twenty-one times did Parasurama go round the world and liquidate the
Kshatriyas from it, collecting their blood in five tanks which he dug at
Samantapanchaka in Kurukshetra and made it a place of pilgrimage on big
ceremonial occasions. Then purifying himself of all sins, he gave up
violence and retired to Mt. Mahendra to perform tapas with a serene mind
and prepare himself for his destined task of propounding the Vedas to the
world in the next manvantara (the eighth).
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XVIII — XIX
Yayati
Sri Suka sketches from generation to generation the Lunar Dynasty
which was started by Soma, the moon-god, the mind-born son of Atri, when
he begot a natural son from Tara, the wife of Brihaspati, whom he had
seduced. King Arjuna (previously mentioned) was one in that line, and
Nahusha another. Nahusha, who was hurled down from heaven for his
rudeness to Indra’s consort (p. 120) and transformed into a python, was
succeeded by his second son, the virtuous Yayati, who, though a Kshatriya,
married Devayani, the daughter of Sukracharya, whom he met as if by
accident, but actually at the behest of destiny.
Once Sarmistha, the virgin daughter of the Danava king Vrishaparva,
went out with her maids and Devayani for a stroll in the garden. Reaching a
pool of clear water, they all undressed and plunged into it and started
sporting with one another. At that moment Lord Shankara happened to pass
that way with Parvati. All the girls ran for their clothes to cover themselves,
and in her haste the Princess by mistake wore Devayani’s clothes, at which
the latter felt offended and rebuked the Princess, who not only answered in
a sharp language, but also pushed Devayani into a well and went her way
with her companions. Soon afterwards Yayati passed by that road and,
feeling thirsty, he looked in that well to see if it contained water, when to
his great surprise he saw the naked girl. He threw to her his upper-cloth to
cover herself, then gave her his hand and pulled her out. Seeing his youthful
beauty, the girl fell in love with him and frankly told him that since he had
touched her hand it was clear that he accepted her as his wife, which, she
was convinced, was the will of Providence, as, although a Brahmin by birth,
on account of a curse, she was not destined to marry a Brahmin. Yayati
thought over her proposal for a minute, accepted it on the spot, and
departed. But Devayani’s grievance against the Princess did not abate: she
went weeping to her father and reported the whole story to him, which so
incensed him that he forthwith left the service of Vrishaparva. When the
latter got to know of the priest’s departure, he rushed after him, fell at his
feet, and promised to make ample amends for his daughter’s misdemeanour.
He was seized with a great fear that Sukracharya might join his enemies the
gods, and do him a great harm by his supernatural powers. As a condition
for his return, the Brahmin demanded the satisfaction of his daughter’s
terms, which were that the Princess should henceforth consider herself and
her thousand maids as Devayani’s servants to follow her everywhere. The
king accepted the terms and brought back the Brahmin and his daughter,
whom the Princess and her maids started loyally serving.
Yayati married Devayani and brought to his house Sarmistha and her
thousand maids, on the private understanding with Sukracharya that he
would not go to bed with the Princess. But when at the right time his wife
was blessed with a son, and Sarmistha, who had retained her virginity,
demanded of him to give her also children, he complied with her wishes. In
course of time he got three sons by her and two by the Brahmin wife. The
matter came to a pitch when Devayani could no longer contain her jealousy
and went to complain to her father, followed by Yayati, who passionately
loved her and was trying to conciliate her. Sukracharya, flaming with rage,
rebuked and cursed his son-in-law. “Fool and perjured!” he cried, “your
lewdness will be punished by your instantly assuming a great old age to
disfigure you (and make you unfit for young women).” Greatly abashed,
Yayati pleaded that he was still in love with Devayani and entertained a
strong desire for her, which made the Brahmin relent and soften the curse
by making his senility transferable in exchange for the youth of anyone who
was willing to accept it.
(Now looking extremely senile) King Yayati called his sons, first the
two from Devayani, then the three from Sarmistha and coaxed one by one
to accept his throne in exchange for his youth. But all of them wriggled out
of “their duty to a king and a father” on one pretext or other, except the
youngest, Puru — Sarmistha’s son — who agreed with alacrity. For one
thousand years did Yayati enjoy sex pleasure vicariously through Puru’s
youth, at the same time prayed to Lord Vasudeva in his heart to rid him of
these gnawing and never-ending desires, which he knew to be merely the
product of imagination. The Lord seemed to have heard his prayer, when
He gave him the courage one day to call Devayani and explain to her his
spiritual downfall by an impressive parable, and ended with:
“Pulled by the strings of your love, I lost myself in your delusive
charm, wretch that I am! All the gold, possessions, delicious food and
all the women in the world cannot satiate the man whose mind is
captivated by lust. Sensuous desires are not killed, but sharpened and
increased by gratification, like the flame which is fed by oil. For one
thousand years have I enjoyed again and again the very same thing,
and again and again have I longed for it: my thirst for lust has never
been slaked. I will now definitely give it up and take to roam with the
deer, fixing my mind on the absolute Reality and no longer on the
mirage. Knowing that everything that is seen and heard is unreal and
leads to degradation and transmigration, I will abstain from all desires
and get Redemption.”
Summoning Puru to his presence, Yayati returned his youth to him and
received back his senility, keeping him on his throne and appointing the
other four sons to the governorship of the four quarters of the earth under
Puru’s suzerainty and left for the forest, where he practised[14] tapas till he
attained absorption in the Supreme Brahman. Devayani followed his
example and was liberated like him.
[14] It will be of benefit to record here the account given in the Mahabharata of the strenuous
sadhana of Yayati and of the valuable message he left with Puru before he left home for the forest.
The 86th and 87th chapters of the Sambha Parva of the Adi Parva say that Yayati, son of Nahusha,
performed most severe penance for more than one thousand years by living only on corn which he
gleaned from the fields. Then he fasted, remained sleepless and surrounded himself by a blazing fire
for one year, which entitled him to ascend to heaven, where he lived thereafter. When meeting with
Indra in heaven, he related to him his whole life-story and the message he had left with Puru, which
was:
“If wronged, dear Son, you should not wrong in return. He who does not yield to anger earns all the
merits of him who displays it. Never should you hurt others by cruel words nor defeat your foe by
despicable means. He who utters scorching words to torture others carries rakshasas in his mouth:
prosperity and luck fly away from him. You should always keep the virtuous as a model for all your
behaviour and should compare your acts retrospectively with theirs. You should ignore the hard
words of the wicked. He who is wounded by the shafts of a cruel speech nurses his wounds by
weeping day and night, which strikes at the very core of his being. The wise never fling such arrows
as these. There is nothing in the three worlds which can please the gods more than kindness,
friendship, charity, sympathy and sweet speech. You should show regard to those who deserve it and
should always give but never beg.”
It is evident that Yayati had strong reasons to lay emphasis on “sweet speech”. He had before him
two cases of very regrettable hasty words. One was the unfortunate remark of his father Nahusha to
Indra’s wife, which caused him to be turned into a python. The other was poor Sarmistha’s in her
early youth to Devayani, for which she had to serve the latter for two thousand years. But the advice
is extremely salutary to people of even the 20th century.
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XX
Shakuntala
Sri Suka continues:
Dushyanta was a descendant of Puru (of the Lunar Dynasty). One day
he went out hunting with his body-guards and entered the hermitage of the
sage Kanwar where he saw a maiden who looked the personification of the
goddess of beauty and prosperity, illumining the hermitage with her lustre,
and instantly fell in love with her. He gently approached her and enquired
about her name, parentage and the reason of her being in that place, etc. She
gave her name as Shakuntala and innocently said that she was the daughter
of the sage Viswamitra from Menaka,[15] of which her father Kanwa was
well aware. She gracefully invited the King to take his seat and accept their
hospitality. Dushyanta accepted the hospitality and offered to marry her by
the Gandharva system which required nothing but mutual consent. There
and then they united, and next morning the King departed to his capital,
promising to return to take her, which he never did. In course of time
Shakuntala gave birth to a son, who was so strong and fearless that while
still an infant he could play with lion cubs and tie them with ropes. It was
said that he was a tiny amsa of Lord Vishnu. Then there came a time when
Shakuntala found it necessary to go seeking her husband, having waited for
so long in vain for him. When she at last reached his palace with the child,
Dushyanta (who had apparently completely forgotten her) refused to
acknowledge them, but was seized with amazement and fear when a
celestial voice loudly cried: “Do not spurn Shakuntala and your son, who is
yours alone, O King. The son who begets children saves his father from the
jaws of death. Shakuntala is your wife, the mother of your son.” Dushyanta
who had no further reasons to doubt Shakuntala, immediately
acknowledged her and her son as his own. Bharata, the son, succeeded
Dushyanta to the throne and became a celebrated monarch. In his long reign
of 27,000 years the people enjoyed a great prosperity. Eventually he
realised that everything, even life itself, was unreal, and retired from the
world. From him descended the Pandavas and the Kauravas, who were the
chief combatants in the great battle of Kurukshetra.
[15] Menaka was a celestial apsara (nymph) whom Indra sent to the earth to spoil the severe tapas of
Vishwamitra, which threatened to dethrone him from the rulership of the three worlds.
“Go” Indra commanded Menaka, “O slender-waisted Menaka and tempt Vishwamitra out of his
penance by your beauty, art, smiles and speech. My heart is trembling with fear at his most
severe tapas.”
The sage sported with her for some time and gave her a baby girl, whom they abandoned in the forest
and departed. Soon afterwards sage Kanwa found the baby and brought her up as his daughter in his
hermitage.
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XXI – XXII
The Yadus
Having dealt with the line of Puru, the youngest son of Yayati and
Sarmistha, Sri Suka takes up the lines of Yayati’s other four sons and
lingers long on the descendants of Yadu, the elder son of Devayani, who
founded the famous Yadu race, into which not only Sri Krishna, the
principal hero of the Bhagavata, was born, but also Sisupala, His mortal
enemy.
Making this ninth Book the herald of the tenth, in which the glorious
sun, Sri Krishna, rises to shed light on a world which was sunk in the
darkness of unrighteousness, Sri Suka closes it with the words:
“Whenever there is a decline of dharma and ascendance of adharma,
the almighty Lord manifests Himself among men to alleviate their
suffering at the hands of demons who invade the earth and install
themselves as its rulers and ‘saviours’. Before the dark age of kali
commenced, the Lord descended as Sri Krishna and His brother
Sankarashana (or Balarama) to drive away sorrow and ignorance from
the hearts and minds of men by killing the wicked and by teaching the
highest truth to prepare them for the very strenuous age which was to
follow.”
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BOOK TEN
LORD KRISHNA
I – II
Prologue
The curtain now rises on the most splendid and most colourful scenes
of the Bhagavata.
Lord Narayana, resolving to descend to the earth in His full glory in
the complete (purna) avatara of Himself, is born in Mathura as Lord
Krishna from Devaki, preceded by hosts of celestials, who, likewise, took
birth — not only as humans — friends, relatives, gopis and ministers — but
also as cows, deer, snakes, etc., to assist Him in His purifying mission and
give Him on earth the comforts and delights which He enjoys in His
celestial abode — Vaikuntha.
As the story unfolds and draws nearer to familiar scenes in his own
life, king Parikshit grows insistent on the fullest details possible to make
him forget, he says, the tormenting fast, which he has vowed to carry out
unto death, and ends with a eulogy of Sri Suka, saying: “Hunger and thirst
no longer afflict me, O omniscient Sage, now that I am drinking the nectar
which drops from your lips.”
Rising to the occasion, the Sage answers:
“You have made, O Jewel of saintly kings, a right resolve, which has
resulted in your hunger for the Lord’s stories, which purify him that
recites and him that listens to them, like the water which has been
touched by His sacred feet.
“Mother earth, sorely oppressed by the millions of arrogant daityas
who had assumed sovereignty over her children, disguised as a cow,
sought the help of Brahma to rid her of them. In sympathy with her, the
Creator, accompanied by Lord Shiva and the gods, proceeded to the
Ocean of Milk, where Lord Vishnu dwelt, and recited the Vedic hymn
known as Purusha-Sukta, and in the samadhi which followed it he
heard a celestial voice which he comprehended as saying that the
Supreme Person had already known of the Earth’s tribulations and had
decided to manifest Himself in the house of Vasudeva, that Lord
Ananta (Sesha) would precede Him as His elder brother, and that the
gods and nymphs would also take birth among men.”
Sri Suka begins the story at the wedding scene of Sri Krishna’s parents
in Mathura, the capital city of king Ugrasena, whose younger brother’s
daughter Devaki was. As Vasudeva, after the marriage ceremony, carried
his bride Devaki to his gilded chariot, which was surrounded by hundreds
of similar chariots of princes and nobles, and Kamsa, the son of Ugrasena,
held the reins of its horses as a mark of his cousinly affection and honour
for Devaki, and the wedding procession was about to start to the sounds of
the conches, trumpets and drums, an aerial voice sounded in Kamsa’s ears
which said: “Fool! the eighth son of this very girl will be your slayer.”
Believing implicitly the celestial voice, the wicked Kamsa, without much
ado, seized the bride by the hair and drew his sword to cut off her head.
Vasudeva, the bridegroom, stopped him and in gentle accent said:
“Your virtues, O Prince, have exalted you among heroes as the glory of
the Bhojas: it is not becoming of you, therefore, to slay a woman and a
cousin on the very day of her marriage, which is a day of rejoicing.
Death is indeed inevitable and ordained on the very day of one’s birth,
according to one’s past attachments and deeds. He who seeks his own
good must therefore try to injure no one, so that he may be spared the
suffering of undesirable births. This cousin of yours is innocent and
helpless. (Why incur the sin of killing her when what you are destined
to suffer you will suffer whether she is alive or dead?)
This homily made no impression on Kamsa, who was determined to do
away with the bride, when a thought occurred to Vasudeva to promise to
deliver to the Prince every child who would be born to her, which would
safeguard him from the eventuality of being killed by any of her sons. This
practical proposal found favour with the tyrant, who released the bride and
ordered the wedding procession to move. In making this proposal Vasudeva
laid all his hopes in divine intercession at the right time to save Devaki’s
offspring.
At the turn of the year Devaki gave birth to a boy, whom Vasudeva,
true to his word, immediately delivered to Kamsa, who appreciated his
gesture, in recognition of which he returned the child to him with the
remark that since his death was decreed to be at the hands of the eighth son,
there was no point in slaying that innocent one. But Narada (who seems
always to act as an instrument of Providence or Destiny) went to Kamsa
and gave away to him all that had been planned by Lord Narayana, all that
had transpired and would transpire, namely, that all the cowherds in Vraja,
beginning with their relative Nanda and his wives, Vasudeva and his wives,
all the Yadava women headed by Devaki, and all their relatives and friends
were celestials who had taken special births to fight the daityas — Kamsa’s
allies — side by side with the Lord when He came as Devaki’s eighth son.
This revelation greatly shocked and alarmed Kamsa and made him
instantly put Devaki and her husband in fetters and decree that every child
of theirs should be put to death at the moment of its birth, lest it should also
be a celestial or ray of Vishnu Himself.
In his previous life Kamsa was the great asura Kalanemi, whom the
Lord then slew. Although now a Yadu, because his slayer was destined to be
a Yadu, he pledged himself to exterminate the Yadus, for which he entered
into a league with many asura kings and with Jarasandha, his father-in-law.
In anticipation of the practical application of this evil design of his, the
people migrated to other territories, to the land of the Kurus, the Panchalas,
Videhas, Vidarbhas, etc., leaving behind only the most loyal of Kamsa’s
kinsmen who were actively supporting him. Kamsa started the purge with
his own father Ugrasena, whom he dethroned and dispossessed, and
descended to the rank and file until he consolidated himself as the king of
the Yadus.
When six sons of Devaki were killed by Kamsa and the seventh —
Lord Ananta — entered her womb, Lord Vishnu commanded Yogamaya —
His Creative Power — to go to Vraja (district of Gokula), where Rohini and
the other wives of Vasudeva had migrated and were living secretly in
different places, and transfer Ananta from Devaki’s womb to Rohini’s, so
that He Himself might enter Devaki’s (as the eighth conception) with all
His powers, while She, Yogamaya, should enter Yasoda’s (Nanda’s wife)
womb and be born as a girl. Yogamaya carried out the Lord’s mandate.
Entering the mind of Vasudeva, the Lord gave his countenance an
unprecedented lustre, which was passed on to Devaki’s mind by Vasudeva.
The auspicious Devaki now carried the Lord in her as the eastern horizon
carries the glorious full moon. Even Kamsa did not fail to observe Devaki’s
splendour, which gave him cause for anxiety, for he strongly suspected the
conception of his mortal enemy by her. To kill her at this juncture, he
thought, was the safest thing for him to do, but to kill a helpless, pregnant
woman would damn him for all time: he would lose his glory and
prosperity, if not also his very life, besmirch his name, and, after death, he
would go straight to the infernal regions. He preferred to wait till his enemy
was born, when he would immediately dispose of him, although he might
run the risk of being killed by the child himself, for which purpose he was,
after all, descending. Although he found the latter alternative to be more
suitable, because of its being less heinous, Kamsa completely lost his peace
of mind and lived as if on the rack.
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III
The Advent
It was just midnight. The darkness was thickest in Kamsa’s palace, and
men of piety were in the midst of their prayer. Rohini was ascending in the
high heaven, and the stars were shining with an unusual brilliancy in a
cloudless sky. The sacrificial flames which had been suppressed by Kamsa
were leaping sky-high from thousands of altars, and in heaven musicians
played, apsaras danced, and all the gods stood in their aerial cars to witness
the most blessed event which was taking place on earth. At that moment the
Supreme Lord manifested Himself in His fullness through Devaki,
illumining her prison chamber like the sun and driving away from it all fear
of the tyrant. His parents were transported with a heavenly joy, but
immediately realised that they were in the Divine Presence, for the Baby
was born in the form of Vishnu with four arms, holding the discus, the
conch, the mace and the lotus. Srivatsa on His bosom, Kaustubha gem
shining on His breast, also earrings, anklets, yellow silk dress, etc. His
complexion resembled a water-bearing cloud, whose beauty was enhanced
by the glittering diadem which was charmingly poised on His pretty baby
brows. Vasudeva bowed low and addressed Him with joined palms:
“We know, O Lord, that You are the Supreme Self, whose nature is
absolute consciousness and absolute bliss, which is above and
transcends prakriti. You are conceived to have entered Your own
creation, which consists of the three gunas, as You have entered
Devaki’s womb, when actually You have not done so, being changeless
and imperceptible.
“To help the world You deigned to take birth, O Ruler of the universe,
in my house. Anticipating this birth, the cruel Kamsa has already killed
Your elder brothers and now he will rush to kill You the moment he
will be informed of it.”
Devaki followed Vasudeva in her eulogies of the Divine Baby and
gave expression to what was in her maternal heart. She appealed:
“You who are the dispeller of your servants’ fear, dispel our fear of the
terrible Kamsa. Let not that wicked one know of Your birth through
me, O Slayer of Madhu. I am greatly agitated at heart for Your safety.
Besides, be kind not to reveal to the ignorant this supreme form of
Yours. Withdraw, O Soul of the universe, Your four arms and assume a
human form. It is a mystery that You, Who absorb in Your own body
the whole of this vast universe at the time of pralaya, should have
entered my womb like an ordinary mortal.”
The Divine Baby answered:
“In a previous life, O good Lady, you were Prisni and your husband
was Sutapa, a sinless prajapati. When commanded by Brahma to beget
offspring you both took to severe penance for twelve thousand years,
living on air and withered leaves until you thoroughly purified
yourselves by worshipping Me. When I appeared and asked you to
name your wish, instead of praying for Liberation, you demanded a
son like Me and proceeded to enjoy marital pleasure and had Me as
your son Prisnigarbha. You again had Me as Upendra Vamana, the
dwarf, when you were Aditi and your husband was Kasyapa. This is
the third time that I have come in your womb and have appeared in My
celestial form to remind you of My previous births to you, or else you
would not have known My identity. I will now assume the appearance
of an ordinary baby, as you have asked Me to do. You have constantly
to think of Me as your son as well as the absolute Brahman and, by
bestowing your love on Me, you will both attain union with Me in My
highest State.”
Then the Lord ordered Vasudeva to start immediately for Vraja with
Him, the Baby, and leave Him in Yasoda’s bed. etc. As soon as He finished
His directions, the Divine Form turned human in every respect. At that very
moment Yogamaya was born to Yasoda, the wife of Nanda, chief of Vraja,
in Gokula, and in Mathura she deprived the gate-keepers of Kamsa’s palace
of their consciousness and laid a heavy sleep upon all the citizens. Vasudeva
got up, wrapped the Child with a cloth and carried Him in his arms through
the prison doors, which flew open before him, through the main gates, and
on to the streets, as easily as darkness disperses at the rise of the sun. He
hastened out of the city, meeting no one on the way because of the small
showers which fell off and on to keep people indoors, protected by Lord
Sesha Who followed them, spreading His thousand hoods over their heads
like an umbrella. The river Yamuna, which had been in a swirling flood,
subsided at their approach and offered them an easy ford. At Gokula
Vasudeva found the people sunk in a heavy sleep, cast on them by
Yogamaya, so that he could enter the house of Nanda, the lying-in-chamber
of Yasoda, exchange her baby daughter for baby Krishna and return by the
same way to Mathura and to Devaki’s room without being seen by anyone
and without the least obstacle. He replaced on his feet the fetters which had
fallen of their own accord when he started. Likewise all the gates and doors
of the palace assumed their bolts and locks as before, as if nothing had
happened. Yasoda, who had been overcome with sleep when she got
confined and could not see the sex of the child born to her, woke up and
saw a bonny male babe in her bed and naturally took him to be her son.
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IV
Festivities at Gokula
Sri Suka takes us now to happy scenes at Gokula in Vraja, where the
celebration of the birth of Nanda’s son from the most auspicious Yasoda
was going on as a local festival; to well swept streets, decorated with flags,
buntings, flower arches and sight-seers; to Nanda’s house where hundreds
of Brahmins chanted hymns and invoked blessings on the new-born baby
and were rewarded by two hundred thousand newly-calved and richly-
adorned cows with their calves and seven big mounds of sesamum seeds,
studded with precious stones; where Sutas recited the Puranas, bards sang
the heroism of ancient kings, and musicians played their instruments; where
gopas (cowherds) wearing costly clothes flocked, and gopis, dressed in
multicoloured garments and beautified with rich ornaments and collyrium,
exhibited their feminine charms, all wishing good luck to the infant and His
parents, and sprinkled one another with auspicious water mixed with oil and
turmeric powder for good luck. From that time on Vraja enjoyed an
unprecedented prosperity on account of the presence in Nanda’s house of
both the divine brothers — Balarama from Rohini, and Krishna from
Devaki, though believed to be the son of Yasoda. When the festivities came
to an end, Nanda went to Mathura to pay his annual dues to Kamsa.
Hearing of his visit, Vasudeva went to his camp to felicitate him for the
birth of a son (Krishna) in his old age, after having despaired of getting
children. After enquiring about his own son (Balarama), he mysteriously
hinted that strange things were happening in Gokula and that he should
hurry back, now that he paid his dues to the Treasury. Acting on the hint,
Nanda returned in all speed to Vraja, praying to the Lord in his heart to
spare him from the perils which might be brewing for them in Gokula.
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VI
Putana
Sri Suka continues:
Putana was a frightful demoness, extremely resourceful in villainy, and
wielded vast magical powers which she placed at the disposal of Kamsa in
the execution of his tyrannical will. She appeared in Gokula with the
mission of exterminating all the newborn children. By her sorcery she
transformed her hideousness into a most comely young woman, dressed in
the best fashion of the day: in rustling silk, costly jewels, and coronet of
fresh jasmin flowers, which charmed the eyes and noses of those who met
her. Moving from place to place on her nefarious duty, she came at last to
Nanda’s house, which she entered with large, exuberant breasts and
ingratiating smiles, and made straight to Krishna’s cradle. Recognising her
as an infanticide, Krishna closed His eyes, but Yasoda and Rohini were
impressed by her presentability and let her do what she pleased without
suspicion. The demoness lifted up Krishna, as if to nurse Him a little, as
was the custom, as a mark of the visitor’s goodwill, and put Him to her
breast, which was smeared with deadly poison. Krishna grasped the breast
with both hands and sucked the poison, then the milk, then her life: He
sucked, and sucked, and sucked and would not let her go. She gasped,
writhed and screamed with pain, and appealed to Him to let her go, but He
held her as in a vice until He drained the last drop of life from her, when
with eyes dilated, hands and feet twitching, and body drenched with
perspiration she uttered a roar, which restored her old demoniacal form, and
fell dead with the crash of a thunderbolt. Her fall uprooted all the trees and
shook the people who lived within a twelve-mile radius, yet baby Krishna
was found playing on her vast bosom completely unharmed. Yasoda and
Rohini suspected in this the mischief of some evil spirit and took swift
measures to protect Him from it. They waved the tail of a cow round Him,
bathed Him in cow’s urine, sprinkled on Him the dust collected from the
hoof of a cow and plastered Him with cow-dung in twelve different places
and corners of the house, at each of which they invoked one of the many
names of the Lord. Having protected the child from every possible evil
influence, Yasoda put Him to the breast and then to bed. By then Nanda and
his party arrived from Mathura and heard the whole story of Putana, which
reminded Nanda of Vasudeva’s hint. The people of Gokula chopped
Putana’s body to pieces and, piling them over logs of wood, set fire to it,
when lo! out of her smoking bones and flesh rose a sweet smell which
pervaded the whole town, denoting her purification from her demoniacal
nature by the touch of Krishna’s body.
Sri Suka rightly concludes that if Vaikuntha be the Lord’s reward for
the mere touch of His body by a blood-sucking monster who had come to
take away His life, how much more it is so to those who offer Him
unconditional devotion and love like Yasoda and the cows who gave Him
suck!
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Trinavartasura
The time to celebrate the child’s Uthanika (turning in bed) ceremony
has come. The priests went through all the stages of the ritual and gave Him
the necessary ablution at the moment when the constellation Rohini was
ascending, as it was at the time of His birth. After the elaborate ceremony
was over and the child showed much drowsiness, Yasoda put Him to sleep
in His cradle under a cart (supposed to be an asura in disguise), which was
loaded with metal utensils full of edibles of all kinds prepared for this
auspicious occasion. After a short nap Krishna awoke and cried for feed,
but Yasoda was too far and too preoccupied to hear His cry. Getting excited,
He kicked in His bed and one of the kicks happened to touch the cart which
was over the cradle, but it proved hard enough to smash to pieces the
wheels, the axle and the pole of the cart and to send the foodstuff flying into
the mud. It was a perplexing phenomenon to all the guests present and,
when inquired into, the little boys who were playing near the cradle held the
tiny soft foot of Krishna responsible for the havoc. They were eye-
witnesses and unanimous in their evidence, which immensely increased
Yasoda’s worry over her child’s welfare. She called the Brahmins to
exorcise all possible evil spirits and invoke the Lord’s blessings on Him.
Nanda was perfectly satisfied that the mantras recited from the Yajur and
Sama Vedas and the herbs used in the invocations offered an adequate
protection to his house and his child from any evil influence, present or
potential.
Krishna has now happily turned His first year. One day as He was in
Yasoda’s lap and she was fondling Him she suddenly felt that the trouble
was going to start again. His weight was increasing every moment until He
became so heavy for her lap that she had to put Him down on the floor.
Fearing it to be the prelude to a new calamity, she called in the Brahmins
once again to avert it with their mantras, puja and invocations.
Kamsa on his part did not remain idle after Putana’s death, but sent
Trinavarta, a demon who could raise violent storms and whirlwinds which
could sweep away the heaviest object. At Gokula this asura released one of
his worst tempests, which raged and howled and covered the town with
blinding dust, darkness and high wind, in which he managed to carry off
Krishna. Reaching for her baby in that darkness and not finding Him,
Yasoda screamed and fell senseless to the ground. When the darkness
cleared the gopis rushed to her side to solace her and search for him.
Trinavarta soared in the sky with the intention of dashing Krishna to
the earth from a great height, killing Him instantaneously, but soon he
found further flight impossible. The weight of the child was so prodigiously
increasing and His grip on his throat so tenacious that in a short while he
gasped for breath, lost height and crashed down dead on a rock, which
shattered his limbs and pushed his eyes out of their sockets. The gopis’
search party found Krishna crawling on his body in the outskirts of Gokula.
When He was restored to His parents, sound in every limb, the people
attributed his safety to the mantras and pujas which had been performed for
His protection. Once again Nanda recalled to mind the warning of Vasudeva
at Mathura.
One day, sometime afterwards, when Krishna had finished His suck
and Yasoda was caressing His lips, he opened His mouth and Lo, inside that
tiny mouth she saw the whole cosmos — sun, moon, stars, mountains,
oceans and all living and non-living beings in the earth. She trembled and
closed her eyes, overwhelmed.
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Naming Ceremony
Vasudeva now felt that the time had come for his son by Rohini who
was then in Nanda’s house to undergo the naming ceremony, which had to
be done by the guru (the Brahmin family preceptor) of the Yadus,
Vasudeva’s own community. He solicited the great Rishi Garga to undertake
the journey to Gokula for the purpose. Nanda received Garga with great
honour as the writer of a famous treatise on astrology, and requested him to
perform also the purificatory rites of his own son (Krishna), since, he said,
Garga was a supreme master of this art, his ceremonials would be perfect
and most efficacious. Garga answered that it was not safe for Krishna to
undergo this ceremony through himself (Garga), because the whole world
knew him to be the Yadus’ guru and would suspect Krishna to be
Vasudeva’s son and not Nanda’s especially Kamsa, who, since Devaki’s
daughter, who had turned into a goddess, had warned him that his slayer
had already been born, was on the lookout for a boy, who might be
Devaki’s eighth son. His suspicion would be now confirmed if he
performed this ceremony for Krishna. But Nanda did not want to miss this
unique opportunity of having a great astrologer performing the rites for his
son’s purification, especially after the great ordeals through which his child
had recently passed. He promised that no one would know of it, not even
the servants, for it could be made in the goshala (cow pen) in complete
secrecy. (Knowing that Krishna was Vasudeva’s son and, therefore, his own
responsibility, Garga readily agreed without divulging his secret to Nanda,
who continued to believe Krishna to be his own son.) The great Sage
performed the ceremony for both the children and ended with the following
highly significant speech:
“We shall call Rama this son of Rohini, because he will delight his
kinsmen with the many virtues in which he will excel. But people will
remember him by his great strength and will call him Bala (strength
personified) as well as Sankarshana, the unifier, because he will
recognise no distinction between his parents and you. This other child
— Yasoda’s — He appears in every age in different names, colours and
forms. Though He assumes three different complexions — white, red
and yellow — this time He is dark (hence we call Him Krishna). In the
past He took birth in Vasudeva’s house, hence the wise call Him
Vasudeva (the son of Vasudeva). He is known by many names
according to the roles He plays. He will bring you happiness and
prosperity and will extricate you from all difficulties, as in the past. He
saved many pious people from the tyranny of their oppressors. No
enemy can prevail over those who give their whole-hearted love to
Him, no demon can conquer those whom Lord Vishnu shelters.
Therefore, O Nanda, this son of yours is equal to Lord Narayana. Look
carefully after Him.”
Then Garga rose and left for Mathura.
Now the two brothers started crawling on hands and knees and were
seen anywhere and everywhere in Gokula, bespattered with mud and
bedraggling their chubby little legs, shaking the tiny little bells in their
anklets and girdles, whose sounds were very pleasing to their ears and to
those of their hearers. They would sometimes follow a passer-by to some
distance and then return home as if affrighted, when their mothers clasped
them to their breasts and gave them suck.
As they grew up the boys became uncontrollable. They did not fear to
sport with any animal, particularly calves, to whose tails they would hold
tightly and allow themselves to be dragged here and there, which caused
much anxiety to their mothers, who could no longer lend their whole
attention to their domestic duties, but had to keep a constant watch over
them. Krishna, in particular, developed a special partiality for butter, milk
and curd and invented various devices by which He could get at them, not
only for himself but also for the monkeys and the calves. The latter He was
wont to release from their tethers too early, so that they might suck the
whole milk from their mothers’ udders before their owners knew of it. And
when He went to a house and found nothing to rob or eat, He would pinch
the little children there and set them howling with pain; and if the gopis
complained to His mother of His antics, though they loved Him at heart, He
would hang His head, sit still, and assume a perfectly innocent countenance,
which completely disarmed Yasoda from punishing Him.
Once His playmates saw Him eating mud and reported Him to His
mother, who took Him by the hand and demanded an explanation. He
dilated His eyes in utter astonishment and denied everything, in proof of
which He invited her to look into His mouth. When she did so, she was
staggered to see once again the whole creation in it, except that this time
she had a comprehension of its significance — the jiva, the modifications of
the gunas, the inherent tendency to action, karma, etc., — which set her
puzzling whether she was dreaming, or these were the signs of her son’s
divinity. She finally bowed to the absolute Brahman, Whose ways, she was
convinced, she could never fathom. As the vision faded, her memory of her
child’s glory also faded, and once again she put Him in her lap and dotingly
fondled Him as she would an ordinary human child.
The heavenly delight which Nanda and Yasoda were deriving from the
presence and plays of Krishna and the supreme merits which Yasoda, in
particular, was earning by suckling Him with her own milk, bathing Him
with her own hands and coming in immediate contact with His divine body,
every day and every minute, whereas His real mother and father were
deprived of all this, set Parikshit wondering. He asked Suka to explain the
reason for it.
The Sage answered that Nanda was Drona, a Vasu leader in
Brahmaloka, and Yasoda was his wife Dhara. When at the command of
Brahma they were to be born in Vraja (preparatory to the Lord’s descent) as
gopa and gopi they prayed to the Creator that when on earth they should be
given the opportunity of developing the highest bhakti for the Supreme
Hari, which Brahma promised. By virtue of that promise the Lord came to
their house as, they believed, their son, which inspired them with the
greatest and most selfless love for Him.
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Migration to Brindavan
Sri Suka says that the sound of the crash brought to the spot many
cowherds headed by Nanda, who was bewildered to see two giant trees
lying flat on the ground with Krishna tied to the mortar among their debris,
and did not know what to think of it, but certainly it could not be a good
omen, he concluded. The children who were present at the scene testified to
the fact that it was Krishna’s pull, after wedging Himself between them,
that brought down the trees, causing two men to issue from them and fly to
heaven. This failed to convince the gopas, though some of them,
remembering His treatment of Putana and Trinavarta, held different views
on the subject. Nevertheless, Nanda had a good laugh at seeing his child
tied to a mortar which He dragged here and there, and released Him from it.
Apart from these amusements, Krishna learned how to dance and sing
at the top of his voice and mimic others when the gopis wanted him to
entertain them. He sang the pieces they ordered Him to sing, and acted the
parts they ordered Him to act, delighting His audiences and devotees. One
day hearing a fruit-seller calling “O buy my fruits!”, Krishna ran to her and
begged some. She had the good heart to fill both His hands with fruits, and
also the good luck to see her basket fill with precious gems in return. Yet
the people of Gokula were not easy about these curious phenomena, which,
in their traditional superstitions, they ascribed to demoniacal influence. The
chiefs assembled in Nanda’s house and reviewed the whole situation from
Putana’s episode to the last fruit-seller’s, and came to the conclusion that
they had better migrate to Brindavan, which contained an ever-green
pasture-land eminently suitable to cattle-rearing, and was, besides,
surrounded by beautiful hills fit for grazing. They collected their cattle and
all their belongings and left with their families for the new paradise.
Krishna and Balarama, who were placed in one chariot with their mothers,
were filled with ecstasy at the sight of Brindavan, the sacred hill
Govardhana, and the flowing beauty of Yamuna. When the boys grew up a
little they were given calves to graze.
One day as they were looking at the calves, Krishna pointed out one of
them to Balarama and, quietly approaching it from behind, caught it by the
hind legs, whirled it round, and dashed it against a kappitha tree, killing it.
The calf’s corpse turned into that of a demon, Vatsasura by name.
On another day the cow boys were in a wood and, as they and their
calves emerged from a tank after a wash and a drink, they saw a monstrous
crane standing close by which rushed at Krishna and swallowed Him. The
boys fainted at the sight, but soon the crane brought Him out because of a
scorching sensation it felt in its throat, and started attacking Him with its
long beak. Krishna swiftly caught the beak and tore it asunder, splitting its
body into two, which greatly pleased the celestials who were watching the
fight. The crane proved to be the great demon Baka, Putana’s brother, who
had come to avenge the death of his sister. Celestial flowers rained on
Krishna to the sound of drums and conches, and the cow boys, revived,
embraced Him affectionately and, when they returned home that day, they
spread the story everywhere, which earned for Krishna the heartfelt
sympathy and congratulations of the people for having been miraculously
snatched from the jaws of death. Not knowing who He was, they wondered
why of all the boys He should be singled out for this series of ordeals, and
how, though a mere infant, He could single-handedly dispose of vicious
asuras without suffering a scratch. His parents then remembered what the
sage Garga had told them of Him.
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Aghasura
Sri Suka continues:
When Krishna was still in His fifth year, desiring one day to have
breakfast in a far off forest, He rose very early in the morning and with the
sound of His flute woke all the boys who issued out of Vraja in thousands,
each driving about a thousand calves and provided with the usual
playthings. As they marched the boys enjoyed themselves in various ways:
they wrestled, did acrobatics, cracked jokes, ragged and hoaxed one
another. Some sang and danced, some competed in racing to catch Krishna,
some mimicked the cries of birds and other animals — all completely
unaware of the danger that lay ahead of them.
The mighty demon Agha, the younger brother of Putana and Baka,
disguised as a mammoth python eight-miles long, lay in wait for them in
the new forest. Opening his mouth wide, he rested his lower jaw
immovably on the earth like a giant rock, and his upper in the cloud, ready
to swallow them all in one gulp. As the youths approached in groups, they
playfully speculated about the colossus, taking it to be part of the physical
topography of the place, and unsuspectingly walked straight into its mouth
with their cows, loudly laughing and clapping their hands, mistaking its
tongue for a smooth, broad road. The monster did not immediately close its
mouth, but waited for Krishna, its chief attraction, to enter. Krishna had
known of this death-trap, and had unsuccessfully tried to dissuade his
companions from walking into it. Now that every one of the boys and their
calves disappeared into the fatal jaws He grew very uneasy and after a little
hesitation, He too entered, but wedged Himself in the demon’s throat until
He completely blocked its breath, which, finding no way of escape, forced
itself out of the top of its head, taking its life with it. Krishna lost no time in
bringing his friends and their animals out of the demon’s gastric fire, where
they were about to dissolve, and revived them, to the distress of Kamsa and
his confederates, who were invisibly watching the fight, and to the rejoicing
of the gods, who were also present in their celestial cars and now broke into
songs in praise of the Lord.
Presently a column of light shot up from the serpent’s corpse, hovered
for a while and, as soon as Krishna emerged out of its mouth, entered Him,
denoting the attainment of oneness of Aghasura with Him. But this episode
did not reach the people of Vraja till a year later for the following reason.
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Disillusionment of Brahma
Sri Suka continues:
Krishna now took the boys to the riverside and made them sit to eat in
peace the food they carried in their wallets. Letting their calves graze as
they pleased, they arranged themselves in concentric circles with Krishna in
the centre facing them all (which was a miracle of His to show only face
and no back), and sat to breakfast. In the middle of the meal the cow boys
missed their animals, which totally disappeared from their sight. Krishna
noticed anxiety in their faces, which he allayed by rising and offering to go
in search of them, while the boys could go on with their meal undisturbed.
Krishna searched the hill, the forest, the valley, but found no trace of the
calves, and returned to inform His friends of it. To His utter astonishment
He found the latter also gone. He stopped for a moment to think, when in
His omniscience He discovered the hand of Brahma in it. Brahma had
watched His fight with Aghasura and had conceived a longing to experience
some of the Lord’s powers on himself, and sought to provoke Him by this
yogic trick, whereby the hid the cattle in one place and their keepers in
another (by a simple illusory feat), and waited for the result. Krishna
guessed his intentions and, to overpower him with His own supreme Maya,
as well as benefit the mothers of the boys, who were all more or less of His
own age, He multiplied Himself by assuming the shape, size, complexion
and all physical and mental characteristics of each and every boy and each
and every calf, so that their mothers might not recognise the difference in
their children. At dusk all the Krishna-boys and Krishna-calves drove to
their respective homes as usual, behaving exactly like their originals. At the
sound of their horns and flutes their mothers came out to receive them,
lifted them up to their arms, hugged them, and suckled them from breasts
which more than usual flowed with the milk of their love. Likewise the
cows exhibited more than their usual tenderness towards their calves, when
they licked them, smelt them, and gave them suck, whereby Krishna
received the services and love of thousands of human and animal mothers
simultaneously, and compensated them by filling their hearts with the
delight which is generated by that love. The doting mothers bathed their
sons, smeared their bodies with sandalwood paste, ornamented them with
jewels, applied the tilak (sacred mark) to their foreheads, waved cow tails
round them to protect them from evil eyes, and fed them.
This process repeated itself daily, and Brindavan was soaked in an
atmosphere of inebriating love in each and every house, each and every
family for one whole year till Brahma remembered and was curious to
know the upshot of his game. He was staggered to see with Krishna the
very same boys and the very same calves he had concealed in two different
places a year earlier by his own Maya. Going to his hideouts, he found
those he had hidden still there, exactly as he had left them, and grew dizzy
with confusion at seeing them all also with Krishna and himself utterly
unable to distinguish the real from the unreal, the original from the
duplicate. Wanting to delude the Lord, he found himself deluded by His
infinitely superior Maya. While he was still in this haze, he suddenly saw
the cow boys he had seen on his arrival assuming the dark complexion of
Krishna and the form of Lord Vishnu, which had four arms, holding a
discus, a conch, a lotus, and a mace. This solved the mystery and made him
guess what had happened. Hastily dismounting from his swan, he fell flat in
prostration before Krishna, touching His feet with his head. Then rising, he
stood up with joined palms and addressed Him thus:
“I bow in homage to You, O Lord, son of a gopa, of a dark
complexion, tender feet, and a crest adorned with a peacock feather
and armed with a stick, a flute and a horn, You, Whose Nature cannot
be comprehended even by me, Brahma, with an inward-bent mind.
Fool that I was to think that I could cast my spell on You, the Deluder
of the deluders and Dispeller of all delusions. Have you not shown to
Yasoda the illusory nature of the universe by making her see it inside
Your tiny mouth! What difference is there between what she saw inside
You and what she sees outside, which is also the freaks of deluding
power! Have You not shown me this very day Yourself to be the
thousands of the cow boys as so many Haris, each having four arms,
attended on by all the celestials, as well as the thousands of thousands
of calves! Were not all these Your own forms, as were also the original
boys and calves — all the creation of Your Maya! Blessed are the
gopis of Vraja who mistook You for their children and gave You suck.
Most blessed is Nandagopa’s family which is nearest and dearest to
You, the embodiment of Supreme Bliss!”
Brahma went thrice round Krishna, bowed to Him and left, and with
him also disappeared the (imitation) Krishna-boys and Krishna-calves,
leaving on the scene the original boys sitting at their meal in concentric
circles in the exact place and position in which they were when he cast his
spell on them a year ago. They now saw Krishna, Who had gone to collect
their kine, return with the animals and congratulated Him for having done
the job so quickly before they “had time[16] to take another mouthful,” and
each boy lovingly invited Him to share his meal. Krishna laughed and
showed them the python’s corpse which he had only an “hour ago” killed.
That night the boys told their people of the miracle which Krishna had, on
that day, performed in saving them and their calves from the belly of the
terrible asura whose dead body they exhibited everywhere.
All these deeds of Krishna the people of Vraja treasured up in their
memory and turned into songs, although they remained ignorant of His real
identity (having been unaware of the illusory cow boys they had fondly
loved and nurtured for one whole year), which suited well His and His
brother’s purpose to continue their childish amusements — playing hide-
and-seek, constructing dams and bridges in mud, and romping as they
pleased.
[16] It is obvious that the young cowherds who were covered by the cloud of Brahma’s illusion were
not aware of what happened in the interval, nor of the interval itself. When the illusion lifted.
Krishna, Who alone knew the secret and did not divulge it, picked up the scene at the point of
Brahma’s interruption, namely, when He rose from His meal to fetch the calves, while the other boys
remained at theirs. The scene now starts with His returning with the animals which His companions
thought to have been too quick, so unaware were they of the passage of one whole year. This
extraordinary experience denotes the illusion of time, which cannot be measured, nor even noticed, in
the absence of phenomena, which makes time itself a phenomenon, that is, the product of the mind.
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Dhenukasura
Sri Suka continues:
The boys have now grown big and have been entrusted with the
grazing of cows in Brindavan proper, instead of being limited to its
outskirts, as hitherto, with the calves. Brindavan was a vast tract of land
rich in pasture grass, wild flowers and fruits, and perennial lakes with the
broad Yamuna river meandering its silvery way across it. Driving their
cows before them the brothers enjoyed its natural luxuriance. Krishna in
particular was so entranced by its beauty that He behaved as if drunk. He
played on His divine flute, danced before a dancing peacock, mimicked the
cries of the swan, the goose, the skylark when He heard them, shook with
pretended terror at the imagined roars of lions to frighten His animals, and
when tired, He laid His head in the lap of a cow boy and His body on the
soft grass, or put His elder brother’s head on His lap and massaged his feet,
while He listened to the songs of the cow boys. Krishna was the focus of
the gopas’ delight and love. They fanned Him, massaged His feet, sang and
wrestled before Him to entertain Him, and served Him in every way, though
without knowing His divine State, which He deliberately concealed,
manifesting His powers only when the occasions compelled it.
At some distance from their usual haunts there was a big palmyra
garden, of which the fruits were falling and rotting on the ground, with no
one to eat them because of a herd of vicious asses headed by an asura,
Dhenukasura by name, lived in it and forbade any human encroachment.
The boys hankered after the fruits and pleaded to Krishna to help get them.
When He and Balarama proceeded to the spot and the latter shook the trees
with both his mighty hands, bringing down a great many bunches of fruits,
the demon fiercely charged and struck him on the chest with his hind legs.
As the asura turned to deal the second kick, Rama caught the legs which
had risen to strike and, whirling the animal round, dashed him against a big
tree and killed him. The stroke was so violent that it brought down the tree,
whose crash shook its neighbour, which in its turn crashed and caused the
fall of a third tree, whose fall brought down the fourth, and so on. Seeing
the death of their leader and the devastation of their domain, all of the asses
assaulted the two brothers, but they were all seized and slain, leaving to the
cow boys the free use of that garden forever after.
With a peacock feather fastened to His locks, a crown of wild flowers
on His head and flute playing, Krishna, Whose eyes were as large as lotus
petals, led the hosts of cows and cow boys back to Vraja every evening,
covered all over with the dust raised by their march. At the sound of His
flute the young gopis came out of their doors to look at the beauty of His
face with amorous glances. Yasoda and Rohini welcomed their darlings
with refreshments, bath water, change of clothes, etc.
Sometime after the above incident, the gopa boys once strayed to that
part of the river Kalindi which was poisoned by a hundred-hooded dragon
which lived in it. Unknowingly they drove their cattle into it to refresh them
from the oppressive summer heat. No sooner did they and their cattle drink
its water than they fell dead on the river side. Krishna fixed His gaze on
them and revived them, but He determined to clear that water from its
poison for all time.
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[17] This praise of Krishna to the ladies for their unseemly naked attitudes is not understood by
many, who are incapable of seeing through the eyes of Krishna. The Lord’s obvious intention was to
make them be absorbed in Him, as consciousness and forget their bodies, which the girls gradually
did. After their shyness to emerge from the water and their appeal to Him not to shame them, their
views on the matter slowly changed to one of compliance, because of His mystic power working on
them. By the time they approached Him and bowed naked to Him, the absorption was so complete
that they ceased to have any body sense to feel ashamed, and continued in that state of trance even
after dressing themselves and stood gazing at His face. We have the clue of this absorption in
Krishna’s remark “you have accomplished the purpose of your vow to the goddess,” which consisted
of a prayer for union with Him. It is quite obvious that the prayer has been conceded in merging their
minds in Him.
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XXIII
Abashment of Indra
The season for the worship of Indra is drawing nigh, and Krishna
observed the bustle that was going on in Vraja in preparation for it. He very
well knew what it meant, yet He respectfully inquired from Nanda as to the
cause of that flutter. Nanda affectionately replied that it was for the worship
of the lord of the clouds and rain by means of the materials which the rain
helps to produce. He said:
“It is Indra, dear Son, who rewards men’s labour to gain the produce of
the land, and it is but right that he should be thanked for it. Moreover,
it is a custom which has descended to us from our forefathers, which
we have to respect.”
Wanting to rouse Indra’s temper in order to curb it, Sri Krishna
answered:
“What is all this talk about thanking Indra? We know that everything is
pre-ordained — birth, death, enjoyment of pleasure and pain, danger,
safety, wealth or poverty. If there is a god who dispenses karma
(destiny) according to one’s past action, he must be powerless against
the man who does not act at all, and also powerless in altering the
course of karma. Karma alone is, therefore, worthy of worship as the
principal or deity who confers happiness. Worshipping any god for that
gives as little satisfaction as does the woman who has many lovers.
Every being has to live according to what Karma disposes for him: a
Brahmin lives by teaching the Veda, a Kshatriya by protecting the
nation, a Vaishya by agriculture, trade, farming, cattle-rearing and
money lending, and a Sudra by loyal service to the other three castes.
The three gunas are responsible for the creation, preservation and
dissolution of the universe. Rajas is mainly responsible for the
propagation of the species through the union of sexes, as well as for the
gathering of the clouds and rainfall, which is useful to life. What then,
has Indra got to do with all this?
“For us cowherds the cow has been our only means of subsistence, and
the pasture lands, forests and mountains our dwelling places. If we are
to worship anything or anybody it should be these cows, for which we
should use the materials which we have collected (rice, milk, sugar,
wheat flour, ghee, pulses, etc.). Let the Brahmins perform the sacrifice
to the cows and Govardhana mountain and pour these as libations. We
should afterwards feed not only the Brahmins and the people but also
the pariah, the down-trodden and the dog. Let this cow-worship be
instituted for all time to come, to please the cows, the Brahmins, the
poor, the mountain and Me.”
Nanda immediately approved of this proposal and ordered the
Brahmins to transfer the oblations to the worship of the cows and the
mountain (Govardhana).
Indra got to know of what happened and, with his usual jealous
propensities, determined to have his revenge. He summoned the most
virulent clouds called Samvartaka, which are usually kept in reserve for
doomsday, the eve of the universal dissolution (Mahapralaya), and lectured
to them about the arrogance of Krishna, a quarrelsome, foolish and ignorant
boy, an arrogance which deserved to be curbed by destroying its support,
the cattle. He adjured them to do their worst by Vraja, promising to be by
their side, riding on his elephant Airavata in the company of the wind god.
Released from their chains, Samvartaka sent out their lightning and
thunders and poured water on Vraja with an unprecedented violence. The
wind god lashed Vraja mercilessly with a most fierce storm and thick sheets
of hailstones, which penetrated every house, every cottage, every cow-shed
and flooded the whole countryside. The moisture and cold were so intense
that man and beast, young and old, looked as if they were dying. The gopis
brought their children to Krishna and appealed to Him to save them and
their cattle from destruction. Seeing the parlous state of Vraja, Krishna
lifted up Mount Govardhana with one hand and called upon the people to
shelter themselves, their cattle and all their valuables underneath it. For one
whole week He stood in that position without moving until Indra, feeling
ashamed of the futility of his rage, withdrew the wind, the clouds and the
rain and permitted the sun to shine. When the flood subsided, the land got
dry, and the river began to flow with clear water, Krishna ordered the
people to come out without fear and replaced the mountain on its old
foundations, accepting the homage of all the people. The gopis pelted Him
with unbroken rice and curd, and Yasoda, Rohini, Nanda and Balarama
hugged Him and rained blessings and flowers on Him.
Now the news of Krishna’s deeds spread to all parts of Vraja and its
neighbouring kingdoms, and created a great sensation among the people.
Their chiefs gathered in Nanda’s house and reviewed all the superhuman
achievements of his Son, from infancy down to the present, and Nanda
repeated to them word for word the statement of the sage Garga who had
identified Him with Lord Narayana, which made them unanimously agree
that Krishna was actually Narayana Himself and they started worshipping
Him as such.
Indra, cogitating over the extraordinary feat of Krishna in lifting a
whole mountain and supporting it on His left palm for a whole week, could
not get away from the feeling that He was Lord Vishnu Himself, which
brought him to his senses. Shamefacedly he approached the Lord and
prostrated full length on the ground before Him, touching His feet with his
golden crown and begged forgiveness.
“Fools like me”, he said, “imagine themselves to be the unchallenged
rulers of the universe, and grow exceedingly vindictive when a purpose
of theirs is a little thwarted by a mortal, but become quickly
disillusioned when they deal with You. It is to kill their arrogance and
make them take to the path of virtue that You assume bodies, as if to
sport in them. The office with which I am invested and the wealth and
pomp which are attached to it have turned my head, which I now
implore You to forgive and to grant that I may no longer take to evil-
doings, but be inclined to devotion for You, my sole Refuge, Supreme
Ruler and Preceptor.”
Lord Krishna smilingly answered that He had designedly stopped his
worship to kill his pride, for, He said, “him whom I wish to reward with My
favour, I take away his wealth.”
Surabhi, the celestial cow, pleased at Krishna’s establishing cow-
worship, came to thank Him for protecting her tribe on the earth, and
offered Him the bovine crown, then she bathed Him with her milk, while
Indra, at the suggestion of the celestial sages, who were present, bathed
Him with the heavenly water of the Ganga carried in the trunk of his
elephant and named Him “Govinda” — the God of the cows — to the
rejoicing of the holy congregation, human and celestial.
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XXIX
Rasa Dance
The gopis now realised the nature of Krishna’s love. which, they knew,
would never forsake them, and felt supremely happy. In self-abandonment
of joy, they proposed to dance the Rasa on the sandy bank of the Yamuna,
which is a dance in which men and women form a circle, each man standing
between two women encircling their necks with his arms and, as there were
then no men other than Krishna, He multiplied Himself to the number of
women and stood between them. The celestials, not wanting to miss this
unique spectacle, came in their hundreds, with their musical instruments
beating and their consorts decked with jewels and bursting with curiosity.
The Rasa started in a medley of sounds, of celestial kettledrums,
gandharvas’ choral songs, and the jingling of the gopis’ bangles, anklets
and the thousands of bells which hung from their girdles. With their
measured steps, their alternate clapping and interlocking of hands,
billowing breasts, loosened girdles and hair, fluttering garments, and voices
trembling with love, the gopis shimmered like lightning flashes in a thick
cloud, charmingly unconscious of their attitudes. As the excitement of the
dance grew hotter, the gopis behaved strangely in their love frenzy. One
pitched her voice to a piercing treble, which her Krishna applauded with a
“Bravo!” Another clasped the shoulders of the Krishna who was by her
side, letting her bangles and jasmin crown slip off. A third held His arm,
smelt its fresh-lily fragrance, and kissed it. A fourth gopi rubbed her cheek
against His and received from His mouth the half-chewed betel. A fifth
pressed His hand to her bosom, as if fatigued and needed a support.
The mad Rasa dance went on and on. The celestial women, smitten
with jealousy for Krishna’s amorous dalliance with mere mortals, fainted in
their aerial cars and the moon-god along with his twenty-seven wives
(stellar houses), struck with wonder, forgot his journey in the sky, stopping
the night’s movement towards its end. By multiplying Himself, Krishna
enjoyed the cumulative love of all the gopis simultaneously, though He is
ever in the enjoyment of the bliss of His own Self. With His own hands He
wiped the drops of sweat from His companions’ faces with the tenderness
of a lover, which thrilled and maddened the damsels still more. Suffocated
by their embraces and bedaubed with the saffron paint of their breasts,
Krishna finally entered the river Yamuna, where He was playfully pelted
with a mass of water from all sides. Bath over, they all came out and started
roaming with supreme ecstasy in the groves and woodlands of Brindavan in
that endless night, which, in effect, consisted of many nights.
King Parikshit, interrupting Suka, asked:
“We are taught that Lord Krishna took birth among men with the
supreme purpose of promoting dharma and suppressing adharma. How
could He transgress His own laws by taking so much liberty with other
men’s wives, He whose desires are all fulfilled? What could His intentions
have been in perpetrating such repugnant acts?”
The Sage answered:
“Violating the principles of dharma by the Almighty carries no sin
with it, Himself being the purifying agent, like the fire which cleanses all
impurities. It is sinful and punishable in lesser beings. The poison, for
example, which Shiva swallowed with impunity, would have been the death
of any lesser person than Him. The intelligent man should shape his
conduct according to the precepts enunciated and the rules laid down by the
Great, and not according to their behaviour, which is not bound by any
karmic law. The Lord appeared in a human body to shower His Grace on
those who come in corporeal contact with Him, and create devotion in those
who hear of the greatness of His deeds and life. As for the husbands of the
gopis, you must know that they never missed their wives, having, by the
power of the Lord, had them all along by their sides.”
When at long last shimmers of the dawn pierced the eastern sky,
bringing the Rasa night to an end, the gopis, as commanded by Krishna,
reluctantly tore themselves from Him and returned to their homes.
He who listens to this story with reverence, will be blessed with
supreme devotion to the Lord and will acquire self-control and mastery[18]
over lust.
[18] This should put an end to all doubts about Krishna’s unexceptionable behaviour with the gopis,
which has been the subject of much controversy by some who are apt to judge Him by the normal
behaviour of householders. These chapters have left no doubt in the seekers’ minds that this
relationship was absolutely blameless, when even the gopis themselves acknowledged Krishna to be
their “own eternal Self,” and Krishna again and again reminded them (and us, incidentally), that “I do
not outwardly answer love for love, so that the devotee may think of Me in his mind. Therefore, to
establish in you constant devotion to Me in your mind I have made My body and My love invisible”
(p. 248). The people who criticise this scene most are the ones who rightly hold fast to the sanctity of
conjugal rights, but miss the fact that these rights were not denied to the gopis husbands, who, by the
Lord’s own powers, never missed their wives, whom they found all along by their sides. We have,
moreover, to remind them that the gopis and gopas were no ordinary mortals, but celestials who had
taken special births for the Lord’s purpose, for which they were rewarded by His bodily presence and
contact, a privilege which was denied to them in their heavenly spheres.
Finally, Sri Suka’s answer and this conclusion that the listener of this story will acquire “self-control
and mastery over lust,” should dissipate the last vestige of doubt.
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XXXIV – XXXV
Shankachuda
Ambika forest was sacred to goddess Parvati, Shiva’s Consort. Led by
Nanda, the gopas once went on pilgrimage to her temple in the forest. After
bathing and worshipping the Divine Couple, the pilgrims went to sleep that
night on the bank of the Saraswati river. A mighty python, afflicted by
hunger, crawled out of its forest hole to the side of Nanda and seized him.
In the dread of death he cried aloud to Krishna to save him. The gopas
rushed and struck the reptile with firebrands again and again, but could
make no impression on it. Krishna approached and touched it with His feet,
when lo! the serpent turned into a vidyadhara (a shining celestial), who
stood before Krishna with bent head and joined palms in thankfulness for
releasing him from the curse, which Rishi Angira had pronounced on him
for railing at deformed sages contrasting them with his own beauty of
countenance and figure.
After Krishna’s return from pilgrimage a new Rasa opens, this time
with the participation of Balarama, when the women, bejewelled and
perfumed, went into another corybantic madness in moonlight in the
fragrant forest. The two brothers sang with magical voices, which made the
gopis fall into trance, in complete oblivion of their bodies and disordered
attitudes. Suddenly a vile yaksha, an attendant of Kubera named
Shankachuda, fell on the scene and drove the screaming women before him.
Krishna and Balarama pursued him, each with a sal tree in hand, but on
reaching him Krishna felled him with one blow of His fist and severed his
head, which dropped to the earth with a precious stone pinned to the cap
still sticking to it. Krishna picked up the gem and made a present of it to His
beloved brother.
The days that followed that night were spent by the gopis in thinking
of Krishna and singing His virtues and the greatness of His deeds, while He
went on His usual rounds of grazing His father’s cattle.
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XXXVI – XXXVIII
[19] This is the first time that Nanda speaks of the murder of Devaki’s sons by Kamsa, which shows
that he no longer has illusions about Krishna as being his son. Further, in the beginning of the next
chapter Krishna directly refers to Vasudeva and Devaki as His parents. Through what agency did the
secret of Krishna’s birth leak out to Nanda – and, of course, to Yasoda – the Bhagavata does not say.
We are led to presume that the revelation which Narada made to Kamsa had by that time become
common property even before Akrura’s arrival, for the latter did not first divulge it to them, although
Kamsa had intimated it to him.
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XXXIX – XL
At Mathura
Having satisfied Akrura with this supreme Vision, Krishna withdrew
it, and Akrura speedily returned to the chariot, transfigured. Krishna was
greatly amused by the change in Akrura’s countenance and asked him to
share his secret with them:
“Tell us, Uncle Akrura, the wonders you have just seen in the water, in
the sky, or in the earth which wrought this wondrous transformation in
you.”
The good Akrura answered that whatever wonders the sky, the water,
or the earth had, were only His (Krishna’s), Who is their soul, so that to
gaze at His face is to see all the wonders in existence.
Akrura drove his chariot fast and brought the youngsters to the
outskirts of Mathura towards sunset. There they found Nanda waiting for
them in a garden with his gopas, who, having not halted on the way, as
Akrura had done, arrived earlier. Akrura pleaded with the boys to be his
guests:
“You must not abandon Your devotee and servant like this, O Lord, but
come with Balarama, grace my house and sanctify it with the dust of
Your feet. To offer the water that has washed these feet of Yours to the
gods and the manes as tarpanam (in worship) will highly please them.
King Bali, the asura, attained incomparable prosperity and fame, as
well as the Supreme Goal, which is reserved for Your devotees, simply
because he had washed Your feet when You visited him as a dwarf.
Hail to You the brightest gem of the Yadus! Hail to You Lord
Narayana!”
Krishna answered that He and Balarama would certainly visit Akrura’s
house after disposing of Kamsa and bringing relief and delight to their
relatives. With a heavy heart Akrura parted with them and appraised Kamsa
of their arrival.
The following day Krishna, Balarama and their gopas fearlessly
entered the city and were delighted to see the fortified city gates, the huge
granaries, which were all round protected by an inaccessible moat, the big
gardens and delightful parks, the public shelters at all crossroads, the
assembly hall of traders, business houses and market place, the big
mansions and rest houses, the broad roads always sprinkled with water, and
the artistic decorations in front of every house.
As for the women, the moment they heard of the brothers’ entry into
the city by the main road, they all rushed and occupied the windows and
terraces of the mansions which lined the road. Their eagerness was so great
that they did not wait till they finished the work in hand, but left it
unfinished. And when Krishna passed and cast a glance here and a smile
there, they were thrilled with joy and their minds enraptured. They
showered baskets of flowers on Him and His brother. At every step the
Brahmins came forward to worship them with fire, incense, rice, curd,
flowers and fruits.
Passing by a washerman’s shop, Krishna asked the man to give Him
and Balarama the best clothes in his shop, promising great blessings in
return. But the washerman, being too stupid to appreciate the favour, rudely
answered:
“Are you always in the habit of wearing fine clothes on the mountains
and forests where your profession takes you, that you dare ask for them
here? Off with you quickly, foolish lads, or the King’s officers will
drag you to prison. Never again make such a demand if you hold your
lives dear.”
While he was still threatening, Krishna touched his head with His
finger-tips and severed it from the body. The servants, seeing the fate of
their master, left the bundles of clothes as they were and ran away. From the
bundles Krishna chose the finest pairs, one for each Balarama and Himself,
and let the gopas choose what they wanted and left the rest.
They next passed to a weaver who took fancy to them and lovingly
dressed them in bright colours, which matched their complexions and the
festivities of the season. Krishna rewarded his love by conferring on him a
form like His own, prosperity and God-consciousness. The brothers and the
gopas now walked into the house of the florist Sudama and were received
with due respect — with garlands, betel leaves, prostrations and sandal-
wood paste. Sudama welcomed Krishna (in a language which does honour
to a Rishi):
“Your visit, O Lord, has made my birth meaningful and my race
blessed. The gods, the Rishis and my ancestry must have been very
pleased with me to grace me by Your visit. O Supreme Cause!
Although You love him who loves You, You never discriminate, You
being the Self of all. Be pleased to command me to serve you both in
any way You desire.”
Yet Sudama divined what they wanted and, without being told, chose
the best and most scented garlands and presented them to Krishna and
Balarama, not forgetting to give to the gopas also. The one boon he asked
of Krishna was ceaseless devotion to Him and compassion for all living
beings, which was granted, to which Krishna added prosperity and health
for himself and his posterity.
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XLII – XLIV
Restoration
Krishna, divining His parents’ thoughts, and not wanting to deprive
them of the felicity of normal parenthood, caused them to forget His and
Balarama’s real nature, and spoke to them as if He were an ordinary, dutiful
son:
“You have, beloved mother and father, been suffering the pang of our
separation from you, and have been denied the enjoyment of our
childhood. Unlucky that we are, we too were deprived of the blessings
of growing up by your side and receiving your loving attention, so that
we consider the life we have so far lived as wasted.”
Having been taken in completely by Krishna’s speech and by His
deluding power, Devaki and Vasudeva took Him in their laps, embraced
Him to their hearts’ content and shed profuse tears of joy.
Krishna, likewise, released king Ugrasena from prison and replaced
him on the throne of the Bhojas. All the Yadus, the Vrishnis, the Madhus,
the Dasharhas and others, who had left Mathura because of Kamsa’s
tyranny, were recalled by Krishna and restored to their old homes and
properties. The citizens of Mathura rejoiced in the protection of Krishna
and Balarama and enjoyed prosperity.
Coming to Nanda, Sankarshana and Krishna embraced him and said:
“Dear father, yourself and mother Yasoda brought us up with the
greatest care and love. You are our real parents, for when we were in
great danger of losing our lives as infants, it was you two who looked
after us and protected us. Be gracious to return to Vraja to bring
comfort to our dear ones there with our happy news and we will follow
you.”
Thus they consoled him and the gopas and honoured them with most
valuable presents. Nanda folded them to his breast and returned to Vraja
with brimming eyes.
Vasudeva thought it was high time to initiate his sons in the
brahmacharya ashrama by investing them with the sacred thread and
placing them in the hands of a Guru to teach them the Scriptures. He gave
away to the Brahmins the cows he had vowed to gift them at the birth of
Krishna but had been seized by Kamsa. The studentship rules required the
boys to live as celibates in the preceptor’s house during the whole period of
their studies. The teacher chosen for them was Sandipani, whom they
approached with due ceremony and served as a god. He taught them the
four Vedas and the auxiliary sciences: phonetics, prosody, grammar,
astronomy, ritual, etymology, archery, the laws of Manu, logic, the various
systems of philosophy, political and economic sciences, etc. They learned
each lesson in one day, so that in sixty-four days they mastered all the sixty-
four branches of knowledge and, as there remained nothing more for them
to learn, they asked their preceptor to name his tuition fees, which were
customarily paid in the end.
The unprecedented quickness of their superb intelligence immensely
impressed Sandipani and confirmed to him the popular faith in their
Divinity. After consulting his wife about his fees, he waived all monetary
consideration, but demanded instead the restoration to life of their dead son,
who had been drowned in the sea at Prabhasa. The brothers agreed, and
forthwith rode to the seashore and demanded from the sea-god their
preceptor’s son, whom the waves had swallowed. After paying them due
respect the sea-god denied any knowledge of the person concerned, and
referred them to a demon who might have been responsible for his death.
Finally they had to go to Yama’s abode and fetch the preceptor’s son to his
parents, who greatly rejoiced and found this service to be more than
adequate payment for their tuition. Sandipani bade them farewell in the
following words:
“You have fully paid Your tuition fees, dear children, now go home.
May your glory shine everywhere and purify the whole world. May the
Vedas remain ever fresh in your memory in this world and the next.”
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XLVI – XLVII
Pradyumna
Sri Suka now speaks of the birth of Pradyumna to Rukmini and
Krishna, and his kidnapping by the demon Shambara, his enemy of the
previous life. One day Shambara’s cook Mayavati, opening the belly of a
big fish found in it the baby who had been flung into the sea by the demon,
and brought him up as her son, although by her great magic power she
recognised him as her husband Kamadeva (the Lord of Love) in his last
birth. Several years afterwards she taught him magic superior to that of
Shambara, made him kill the demon, and restored him to his parents.
Pradyumna and Mayavati, now a beautiful young woman, lived again as
husband and wife.
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LVI — LVII
[20] It looks as if the Lord did not possess the power to overcome the king of the bears with a few
cuffs or, as a matter of fact, a mere touch of the hand and that He needed four weeks to do it. It is to
be remembered that Jambavan was His great devotee, and had rendered Him yeoman service in His
Rama avatara when He marched on Lanka against Ravana. This is symbolical of the unique privilege
of the devotee which redounds to his benefit; how, through his own efforts and persistent sadhana, he
realises within a comparatively short time, the supreme Reality, for which he had been seeking
through many lives. It is this privilege that has now been granted to Jambavan, when he at long last
realised who his adversary was. It was the stupidity of this devotee which prevented him from
divining the truth about his adversary from the first day or, in fact, the first hour, considering the
tremendous resistance the latter – a mere man – offered to a lion-killer like himself, a stupidity which
needed a stiff fight for twenty-eight days to be rubbed off.
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LVIII
Narakasura Slain
Sri Suka continues:
Naraka was one of the major demons born of Mother Earth from her
contact with the Lord’s body, when, as a Boar, He lifted her on His tusks
from the bottom of the ocean. By his vast supernatural powers and vicious
nature, Naraka was harassing men as well as gods. He once snatched from
Varuna, the god of the seas, his unique umbrella, which was the emblem of
his sovereignty, and the ear-rings of his mother Aditi. Next he dislodged
Indra from the mountain of the immortals called Mandara, which caused
Indra to raise his complaint to Lord Krishna.
To dispose of the terrible asura, Krishna mounted His mighty Garuda,
the king of birds, along with Satyabhama, who was the incarnation of
Mother Earth, and flew to Pragjyotisha, Naraka’s capital, which was
fortified on all sides by high walls and mountains and surrounded by wide
rings of water, fire and wind. Its ramparts were mounted with sharp-
shooting weapons and countless traps fashioned by Mura, the great asura
architect, to baffle, capture and kill anyone who dared approach the city
without previous notice. Krishna shattered the mountains with His mace,
the weapons with His shafts, the triple ring of water, fire and wind with His
discus, and Mura’s traps with His sword. He blew His conch Panchajanya
and the hearts of the defenders melted with fear. The blast which sounded
like the thunder claps of doomsday brought from the depths of the water the
five-headed monster Mura himself, who had been fast asleep, and who now
in great wrath flung his fiery trident at Garuda and roared with his five
mouths, filling the world with an earth-shaking sound. Krishna shattered the
trident with two of His shafts, and with a few more tore open the demon’s
five mouths. Then throwing His discus, He lopped off all his five heads. He,
likewise, disposed of the monster’s seven sons and the number of generals
who had tried to oppose Him, and of Narakasura himself, and entered the
city in triumph. At the royal palace Krishna was met by Mother Earth with
hymns of praise, prostrations, Varuna’s umbrella, and Aditi’s ear-rings.
Going round the palace He found sixteen thousand maidens captured from
the harems of kings, siddhas, demons and gods. As soon as they laid their
eyes on the Lord, all the girls desired Him for husband. So Krishna put
them all in palanquins and sent them to Dwaraka with the treasures of
Pragjyotisha; the chariots, horses, the sixty-four four-tusked rare elephants,
descendants of Airavata, which Naraka had robbed from Indra, etc. On his
way back Krishna passed by Indraloka and delivered the ear-rings and
umbrella to Indra, who worshipped Him and Satyabhama, but when the
latter desired a parijata tree from his garden and Krishna pulled out one for
her, Indra and all the gods fought Him (forgetting His Supreme State and
very recent kindness) . The Lord in less than no time routed them and once
again humbled Indra’s arrogance.
At Dwaraka Krishna celebrated His marriage with all the sixteen
thousand maidens, making Himself as many as they were, and built for each
a mansion in which He lived alone with her, so that each wife had her
Krishna all to herself.
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LX
Assassination of Rukmi
Sri Suka speaks of Krishna’s sons who numbered ten to each wife of
His, and gives the names of the eighty born to the first eight wives,
beginning with Pradyumna from Rukmini and ending with Satyaka from
Bhadra. Of those born to the other sixteen thousand wives, he mentions the
names of only three of the first one, Rohini. Of His daughters Sri Suka
refers to only one — Charumati — from Rukmini, whom He married to
Bali, Kritavarma’s son. When all these sons and daughters married and
begot children, the number of Krishna’s grandchildren rose to scores of
millions.
Although Rukmi continued to hate Krishna and His brother, he
allowed his daughter Rukmavati to choose Pradyumna from other royal
suitors because of his regard for his sister Rukmini who had saved his life
from Krishna’s hands. For the same reason he gave also a granddaughter of
his — Rochana — to a grandson of hers, Aniruddha (son of Pradyumna).
For the wedding of this last couple Krishna, Rukmini, Balarama,
Pradyumna, Samba and others drove to Bhojakata, Rukmi’s capital.
When the wedding ceremony was over, some of the royal guests
present suggested to Rukmi to play dice with Balarama and win his money,
knowing the latter’s inadequate proficiency in the game. Rukmi acted on
the suggestion and won time after time, starting with one hundred, then
one-thousand, then ten-thousand gold coins gambled by Balarama, who
admitted his loss, to the derisive remarks of his enemy the ruler of Kalinga.
But when Rukmi placed a bet of one-hundred-thousand gold pieces and lost
to Balarama, he resorted to a subterfuge and claimed the gain to be his.
Excited and with bloodshot eyes Balarama staked one-million and again
won. Rukmi wrongfully claimed the win to be his and appealed to the
audience which, of course, was hostile to Balarama, to judge them.
Divining that the judgement would be perverse, a voice sounded from
heaven declaring the bet to have rightfully been won by Balarama, as
everybody well knew. But this did not alter the loser’s claim to it, as
instigated by his wicked royal friends and, to crown his deceit, Rukmi
mocked Balarama, who was already in a great fury, that he was but a
cowherd, who had spent his life in the jungle and could not have possibly
mastered the rules of a game which was the prerogatives of kings to play.
This was enough to make the injured man’s blood boil, who, now in a
towering rage, seized an iron bar and brought it down on Rukmi’s head with
such a force as to kill him on the spot. Then seizing the ruler of Kalinga,
who attempted to flee, he broke the teeth which had been bared in mockery
of him. The rod then fell indiscriminately on the heads, legs, thighs and
arms of the other rulers, who had supported Rukmi’s trickery and drew
blood in abundance. Sri Krishna remained a silent spectator to this gory
scene in deference to the feelings of His beloved wife on the one hand, and
of His brother on the other. The victorious Balarama quickly put Aniruddha
and his bride in a chariot and drove with them to Dwaraka.
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Nriga
Sri Suka now describes the secret romance of Usha, the daughter of
Bana, the asura king, with (the aforesaid) Aniruddha. Her pregnancy led to
a fight between Bana and Shiva on one side, and Krishna on the other, Who
had come to release His grandson from imprisonment for having been
found ensconced in Usha’s chamber. The former were badly defeated, and
Shiva prayed to the Lord to spare the life of Banasura on account of his
great-grandfather Prahlada. Krishna agreed because He had promised
Prahlada not to kill any of his descendants, but He cut off his many arms,
leaving only four for his day-to-day use. Banasura was happy at Krishna’s
magnanimity and gave Usha to Aniruddha as wife, putting them both in
Krishna’s chariot and bade them farewell, after bowing and prostrating
many times to the Lord.
Some of Krishna’s sons and His younger brother Gada were one day
enjoying themselves in a garden and, getting thirsty, went to a well to draw
some water to drink. Instead of water they found a huge chameleon as big
as a boulder, which they tied to a rope and, for pity, tried to haul out of the
well. But it defied all their efforts — it simply did not budge. They reported
the matter to Krishna, Who went with them, stretched His left hand and
lifted it up easily. Out of the well it turned into a celestial, fully decked with
jewels and garlands and on his head a crown of shining gold. Bowing low
to Krishna he told his story. He was Nriga, a most pious and generous king,
son of Ikshwaku, famous for his munificence. Of the millions of cows he
had gifted to the Brahmins, one cow strayed from its Brahmin owner and
got mixed with the cattle of the King. The latter inadvertently presented it
to another Brahmin. Its first owner one day saw it and demanded it back
from the new Brahmin owner who refused to return it on the valid ground
that it was the gift of the King to him. The King, grieved by this
misadventure, offered to compensate either of them with a hundred-
thousand cows for that one cow, but both of them declined the offer and
went their ways. This was counted as a sin for the good King. It was
ordained at his death that he should first suffer for his sin in a chameleon
shape and then be rewarded for his fabulous generosity and piety by
entering the ranks of the celestials. Now by Krishna’s grace he started
reaping his reward.
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Death of Jarasandha
Sri Suka proceeds to describe the routine of Krishna’s daily life: the
time He rises from bed, His ablutions, meditation on His own Self, bath,
distribution of charity, distribution of betel leaves and flowers to the
Brahmins, all the members of His household, friends, ministers and
counsellors. Then riding His splendid chariot and bidding farewell to all His
consorts, who stand out to see Him off, He goes to the famous Sudharma
Council Hall, mounts His high throne, and sits among His courtiers like the
bright moon amidst the stars in the firmament.
One day while He was thus seated a messenger entered, bowed low,
and placed before Him a petition from more than twenty thousand kings
who were imprisoned by Jarasandha in Girivraja, his capital, appealing for
release by Krishna and the ending of their suffering.
Just then Narada entered and demanded Krishna’s consent to the
performance of the supreme Rajasuya sacrifice to Himself by king
Yudhisthira, as well as His august presence at the celebration, to which, he
said, all the kings of the earth would be also invited. This posed a dilemma
to Krishna and the Council as to who should be first attended to — the
messenger of the imprisoned kings, who were in great torment and who
arrived first, or the invitation of His immediate relatives, which duty
demanded He should first accept. But as He wanted to be impartial and
decide dispassionately, He asked the wise Uddhava to give his advice.
Uddhava took the opinions of the counsellors one by one and then of
Krishna Himself and arrived at the following conclusions. Krishna was
certainly duty bound to attend the Rajasuya sacrifice of his cousin and also
protect those who appealed to Him for protection. But as a rule this great
sacrifice could not be performed without one being the owner of vast
territories — of the whole earth if possible — which he could not obtain
except by the defeat of Jarasandha, through which both duties would be
discharged and both ends served simultaneously. As to the means of
defeating Jarasandha, Uddhava offered his own personal suggestion. King
Jarasandha, he said, had a giant’s strength, equal only to that of Bhima (the
second Pandava), and a vast army which it was not possible to defeat. It is
best to make him accept a single fight with Bhima. As Jarasandha had a
great respect for the Brahmins and never failed to concede a favour
demanded by them, Bhima should disguise himself as a Brahmin and
demand of him the favour of fighting him, man to man, in the presence of
Sri Krishna Himself. Bhima, Uddhava believed, would not fail to kill him.
When this advice was unanimously approved, Krishna turned to the
messenger and asked him to return to the kings and tell them that their hour
of deliverance was at hand. Then with the permission of King Ugrasena,
Balarama and others, He ordered the preparations for His journey to
Indraprastha to be made without the least delay — consorts, sons, servants,
maid-servants, luggage, etc., all to go with Him along with the army and
ministers.
Crossing the rivers, hills and lands of the kingdoms of Anarta, Sauvira,
Panchala, Matsya and others, Krishna reached Indraprastha. King
Yudhisthira and his whole family came out to receive Him with the sound
of trumpets and recitation of the Vedas. Folding the Lord in his arms again
and again, the King shed tears of joy. So did Bhima, Arjuna, Sahadeva and
Nakula. The capital received the newcomers with great ovation — all the
people turned out to acclaim them with songs, music, festal bells, flowers
and flags. Krishna’s consorts were received with equally great honour by
the Pandavas’ wife Draupadi, under the directions of Kunti, her mother-in-
law, with gifts, garlands and refreshments. Elaborate arrangements were
made for the accommodation and comforts of all the guests and the army.
At the urgent request of Yudhisthira, Krishna with all his retinue spent
several months in Indraprastha, occasionally going on excursions with
Arjuna.
When one day Yudhisthira was holding court, surrounded by his
ministers, brothers, Brahmins, relatives, the elders and guests, he turned to
Krishna and spoke as follows:
“I intend, O Lord Govinda, to worship You as well as the gods, who
are but part manifestations of Yourself, by the supreme Rajasuya
sacrifice. Kindly make that possible and demonstrate to the Kuru and
Srinjaya chiefs the fates of those who worship You and those who do
not. You are the Self of all, the Supreme Brahman, Who is of the
nature of bliss, knowing naught but your own Self, in which the not-
Self does not exist. You bestow Your grace on Your devotees without
partiality or discrimination.”
The Supreme Lord answered:
“Your resolve, O King, is excellent: it will spread your fame in the
three worlds and will please the celestials, the Rishis, the manes, your
friends and Myself. You have first to defeat all the kings and conquer
the whole earth by the help of your brothers who have been begotten
by immortals who guard the world, and cannot be easily vanquished.
You yourself are a man of great wisdom, self-control and virtues, by
which you have conquered Me, and thus you cannot be defeated by
even the gods, much less by mortals. After becoming the sovereign of
the earth, collect materials for the Rajasuya sacrifice.”
Yudhishthira’s face bloomed with joy at the grand prospect which this
statement of the Lord opened for him and, calling his four brothers, he sent
them to the four cardinal points to subdue the kings of the earth, which they
quickly did and brought untold wealth to his Treasury. Jarasandha alone
remained unvanquished, which caused much misery to Yudhishthira. But
Krishna placed before him Uddhava’s plan of sending Bhima, disguised as
a Brahmin, to fight him in person, which was immediately approved by the
Pandava King.
Krishna, Bhima and Arjuna accordingly proceeded to Girivraja and
appeared as Brahmins before Jarasandha and flattered his vanity by
speaking to him of the generosity of great monarchs, like him, who,
sometimes even at the risk of their lives, promise boons to Brahmins and
scrupulously grant them.
Looking intently at them and at their hands, which bore the marks of
weapons, Jarasandha was convinced that they were Kshatriyas, particularly
as he had a vague recollection of the face of one of them. Yet, having been
flattered and enthused by their speech, he resolved to grant their request,
even if they were disguised Kshatriyas, thinking to himself:
“Did not the Supreme Vishnu disguise Himself as a Brahmin dwarf
and took from Bali the whole earth, despite the opposition of his
preceptor, with the result that he became celebrated in all the three
worlds! After all this body of mine will not live forever, but a
Kshatriya’s fame must so live, or else his life is not worth anything.”
Then addressing the “Brahmins” he said: “Brahmins, ask whatever you
desire and it will be granted even if it be my own head.”
Krishna answered:
“O great King, we are not Brahmins in quest of food, but we have
come to request you to fight us singly, which you have been good
enough to concede in advance. This is Bhima the son of Kunti, and that
other is his younger brother Arjuna, and Myself am their cousin
Krishna, an old acquaintance, if you remember.”
Jarasandha remembered, of course, laughed loudly and replied:
“I certainly agree to fight you, O fools! but Krishna, You are a coward
and lose Your head in the battle and, so, I will not fight you. Out of
fear of me You abandoned Mathura and took shelter in the sea (the
island of Dwaraka). Arjuna, likewise, I will not fight, for he is not a
skilful warrior and younger than myself in age. Bhima is the right man
for me and I will fight him.”
Then picking up a huge mace, and giving another to Bhima,
Jarasandha came out of the city with them and then no further sound was
heard but “tap, tap, tap,” the sound of maces falling on bare flesh —
shoulders, hips, thighs, feet, collarbones — a fight which was renewed
every morning for twenty-seven days. On the twenty-eighth morning
Bhimasena privately confessed to Krishna that it was impossible for him to
defeat Jarasandha. But Krishna, Who knew the secret of the latter’s birth, at
which his body came out in two halves, which his mother, the demoness
Jara, joined into one and brought life to it by her magic power, encouraged
him to go ahead and passed on to him some of His own power. He then
gave him a hint as to how he should deal with his opponent. He plucked a
tender twig from a tree and split it into two halves lengthways. Bhima
quickly understood its meaning. As soon as the fight started on that day, the
latter placed one foot on one of Jarasandha’s and lifted the other foot up
with such violence that he tore his body into two, from the sacral region to
the crown of the head, leaving in each half, one ear, one eye, one shoulder,
half the back, one hip, one arm and one leg. Krishna and Arjuna
affectionately embraced their hero and, putting, Jarasandha’s son Sahadeva
on the throne of Magadha, they set at liberty the twenty-thousand
imprisoned kings, fed them, bathed them and advised them not to pamper
much the body, which is, after all, mortal and liable to corruption and
disease. The kings prostrated to Krishna and left for their respective
kingdoms in the chariots which He had made ready for them. Krishna,
Bhima and Arjuna returned to Indraprastha without further delay to bring
supreme joy to Yudhishthira and all its people.
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Yudhishthira’s Rajasuya
Having established his sovereignty over the earth, King Yudhishthira
felt justified to glorify the Lord with the supreme Rajasuya sacrifice. With
the permission of Krishna he sent invitations to all the celebrated Rishis —
Vyasa, Vasishta, Bharadwaja, Gautama, Chyavana, Kanva, Maitreya,
Vishwamitra, Jaimini, Parasara, Garga, Atharva, Kashyapa, Sukracharya
and many others — also to Drona, Bhishma, Kripacharya, Dhritarashtra, all
his sons and the noble Vidura, as well as all the kings, their ministers,
Brahmins, businessmen, Kshatriyas and Sudras. Then he invited all the
gods and their consorts, the yakshas, rakshasas, vidyadharas, kinnaras, etc.
When on the appointed day all the invitees arrived and confirmed
Yudhishthira’s competence to perform Rajasuya, the priests ploughed the
sacrificial ground with a plough of gold and initiated him as the facilitator.
Using utensils of gold according to the tradition set down by Varuna from
ancient times, they conducted the ceremony on the lines laid down by the
Scriptures. When the time came to choose from the assembled people the
man who was most worthy of occupying the seat of honour, Sahadeva, the
youngest Pandava, rose and proposed Krishna, for, he said:
“Krishna is the crest-jewel of the Yadu race, and is not only the Soul of
all that exists but also its material manifestation — the sacrificer, the
fire, the sacrifice, the oblations and the mantras. By doing Him honour
we will do honour to our own selves and all beings. Therefore, I
propose Him to the highest seat.”
Everyone approved of the proposal to the extreme satisfaction of the
sacrificer, who rose, washed Krishna’s feet and sprinkled the water over his
own head and the heads of his consort Draupadi, brothers, ministers and all
the members of his family and, with streaming eyes, presented Him with
pieces of yellow silk and precious ornaments. The whole congregation
stood up and with joined palms cried: “Namo Namah!” and “Jaya Jaya!”
(Salutations and Victory).
Sisupala, who had sullenly endured the honour done to his enemy, now
exploded: he rose to his feet, spread wide his arms and thundered in a voice
which shook with rage:
“That Time is the omnipotent Lord, Whose decrees are inexorable and
inviolate, as we have been taught by the sacred Vedas, we have proved
it to ourselves by the proceedings of this day. We have seen how the
balanced reason of even veteran Rishis and venerable elders could be
misled by the prattling of a child (Sahadeva). Pray remember that you
are capable of judging for yourselves as to who of the many revered
men here present is worthy of occupying the highest seat in this
sacrifice — men of great learning and wisdom, who, through great
penance, have succeeded in expiating all their sins and establishing
themselves in the absolute Brahman. How can this cowherd (Krishna),
who has no varna nor ashrama, nor high birth, nor virtues, nor respect
for dharma nor for our social and religious traditions, be paid these
exalted honours? His clan is shunned by all respectable people for its
indulgence in prohibited drinks and for its segregation in a fortified
island which is destitute of Brahmins and the study of the Vedas, and if
they issue from it, it is only to harass and plunder others.”
Though Krishna uttered not a word in self-defence, many guests
plugged their ears and ran out of the hall. But the Pandavas, Matsyas,
Kaikayas, and Srinjayas took their weapons and rushed to kill Sisupala,
who bravely stood up to them with his sword and shield. Krishna exhorted
His followers to keep calm and Himself took up His discus and released it
at the enemy’s neck, slicing off his head. Sisupala’s friends lost heart and
took to their heels. Now a miracle happened: from the dead body of the
fallen Sisupala a column of light shot up and entered Krishna’s, thus
merging him with the Lord after three lives in a human body in fulfilment
of the Kumaras’ curse (p. 47). Thereafter the celebration went on peacefully
to the complete satisfaction of the gods and the people assembled, save
Duryodhana, whose smouldering jealousy was fanned to flame by the
splendour of his cousins and his attachment to Draupadi, who had been
snatched away from him by them and who, on that day, shone by the side of
the sacrificer as his queen.
Making matters worse, he once suffered a public affront in the Council
Hall due to a visual error on his part, the blame for which he also laid at the
door of his cousins. It happened in the Hall of Illusions, which, it is to be
remembered, the demon engineer Maya had built with a cunning
craftsmanship. When Yudhishthira was seated on his throne of gold
surrounded by his brothers, advisers, kinsmen, Krishna and the royal ladies
of whom one thousand were consorts of Krishna alone, Duryodhana (with
his brothers), wearing his glittering diadem, pearl necklace and sword,
entered. Walking over the burnished floor, he mistook it for water and
pulled up a part of his garment to avoid wetting it, but when he actually
came over a pool of water he thought it was again the shining floor, and
took no precaution, so that he fell plump into it to the amusement of the
ladies and of Bhima, who unadvisedly laughed loudly, to the annoyance of
the good Yudhishthira, who rebuked him. A profound indignation filled
Duryodhana’s soul, who rose from the bog and, without a word, left the hall
as well as Indraprastha in an unbounded fury, which greatly perturbed
Yudhishthira but left Krishna cold, for He was slowly working out
Duryodhana’s destruction, beginning with these delusions which were
actually of His own making.
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Balarama’s Pilgrimage
News reached Dwaraka that the Kurus were making war preparations
against the Pandavas. Balarama, who was attached to both sides, preferred
to remain neutral and resolved to go on pilgrimage to use his time
profitably. He proceeded to Prabhasa, bathed in the sea and worshipped the
gods, the Rishis and the manes. Accompanied by Brahmins he skirted the
valleys of the Sarasvati, Yamuna and Ganga, and finally reached
Naimisharanya, where he found an assembly of sages holding religious
discourses presided over by Romaharsana, a disciple of Rishi Vyasa, who
was a Suta by caste (that is, born of a Brahmin mother and a Kshatriya
father) and was seated on the elevated speaker’s seat. When Balarama
arrived and he was recognised as a part avatara of the Lord, the whole
congregation rose to receive and honour him, except the Suta, which made
Balarama not only rebuke him as unmannerly and of lower caste than his
audience, but also strike him with a thin blade of kusa grass and kill him.
The Brahmins, horror-stricken, spoke gently to Balarama that his was an
unrighteous act, for the Suta had been given this place of honour by
themselves for the duration of the religious session because of his great
erudition and lucid expositions of the Puranas and Itihasas, so that he was a
Brahmin in practice and that Balarama should consider himself a Brahmin
murderer, for which he had to atone. They knew, they said, that he was a
master of yoga, who stood beyond the ordinances of the Vedas, having
descended in a human body to purify the world, yet he had to set a noble
example to others by himself choosing the means of his atonement.
Bhagavan Balarama exhorted them to advise him on what he should
do. He was prepared, he said, to restore life to the Suta, if they wished it.
But the Sages insisted that it was for him to decide his own course of action
without compromising (1) the infallibility of his divine weapon, (2) the
inevitability of death, and (3) the privilege of occupying the seat of honour
conferred on the deceased by themselves. This gave to Balarama a clear
indication of the Sages’ mind and made him let the death of the Suta stand,
but granted health, long life, the ability to expound the Puranas and
Itihasas, and the right to occupy the highest seat to his son Ugrasrava Suta,
which was as if Romaharsana himself was so honoured. (This is the Suta
who is reciting this Bhagavata to the sages Saunaka and others with whom
this book begins).
Then Balarama saved these Sages from the demon Balwala, who was
polluting their sacrifices, and resumed his pilgrimage to the hermitage of
Pulaha (Gaya) on the mouth of the Ganga, where he had a dip, and to the
seven branches of the Godavari in the south. Moving further south, he
visited the most holy Sriranga temple, where dwells Sri Vishnu, Southern
Mathura (Madurai), and the part of the sea, where he saw the bridge which
Sri Rama had built (in crossing to Lanka), and where a bath purges the
greatest of sins. Hearing that Rishi Agastya lived on the Malaya Mountain
(in Kerala), Balarama went to pay him his respects, and then he travelled to
the shrine of the goddess Durga known by the name of Kanya
(Kanyakumari in Cape Comorin) in the southern sea and various other
temples in Kerala. Striking north-west, he bathed in the Tapti, the Narbada,
Manutirtha and many other sacred rivers and tanks and returned to
Prabhasa, where he heard from the Brahmins that the Pandavas and
Kauravas had exterminated each other in the historic battle of Kurukshetra.
He quickly set for the latter place, which he reached on the last day of the
fight, when Bhima and Duryodhana, maces in hands, were facing each
other in the last ditch. Sri Krishna, Yudhishthira and Arjuna silently bowed
to him and waited for him to declare the purpose of his visit, when he
turned to the two combatants and appealed to them to stop their fight. As
neither heeded him, he turned his back and returned to Dwaraka, where he
was received with affection by his relatives and Ugrasena. After a brief
sojourn he returned to Naimisha forest to join the sages in performing
sacrifices of which he was very fond, sacrifice being the very nature of
Lord Sesha.
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Reunion
Sri Suka continues:
Once upon a time (obviously before the battle of Kurukshetra) a
forecast of a solar eclipse was widely spread, which made people of many
lands gather for a big religious function in the sacred place called
Samantapanchaka (p. 186) where once, Lord Parasurama collected five
pools of Kshatriyas’ blood, and where subsequently he performed penance
to atone for it. There came the chiefs of the Yadus — Ugrasena, Vasudeva,
Akrura, Balarama, Krishna and many of His sons and grandsons. There
came Nanda, many gopa chiefs and gopis who were yearning to see the
face of their Beloved. There came the kings of Matsya, Vidarbha, Kosala,
Kuru, Kekaya, Madurai, Kerala and others — friends as well as enemies of
Krishna. The joy of reunion was visible in the glowing faces of the people
of Vraja, in their hair which stood on end, and in their voices which were
choked with emotions. Men embraced men and women hugged women, and
they all bowed to one another, inquiring about each other’s health and
welfare. When Kunti saw her brothers and sisters, their children and
Krishna, she forgot her grief but accused her brother Vasudeva, whom she
had not seen for a very long time, of indifference, when she was badly in
need of help in the days of her great sorrow. Vasudeva answered that he too
had his great sorrow, when he and his wife were persecuted by Kamsa, who
had imprisoned them, put them in chains, and killed their newborn babies.
Bhishma, Drona, Vidura, Kripa, Draupada, Dhritarashtra, his wife and
sons and many other kings met Ugrasena, Vasudeva and Krishna with great
affection. When Nanda and Yasoda met their foster-sons Krishna and
Balarama, they folded them in their arms and put them in their laps to
relieve the agony of a long separation. Devaki and Rohini embraced Yasoda
and expressed their great gratitude to her for all she had done for their
darlings. Vasudeva also embraced Nanda and told him all that he and his
wife Devaki had to endure from the wicked Kamsa.
When Krishna found time to give his attention to the gopis in private,
He found their minds absorbed in Him, a state of oneness through love
which even Yogis cannot easily achieve. He embraced them, inquired after
their health, and said with a smile:
“Beloved Ones, I had to leave you and Vraja for the good of all. I hope
you have not forgotten Me or accused Me of ingratitude. It is the
Supreme Providence who brings people together and who separates
them in His own inscrutable wisdom. You have to be congratulated,
dear friends, for this love of yours, which will lead you directly to the
realisation of My true nature and to immortality. I am the beginning
and end of all things, their inner and outer being, their material
elements as well as the Self which dwells in and enjoys them.”
Hearing this, the gopis discarded their body-sense and merged in the
Supreme Self, praising the Lord for His infinite wisdom, which is also
infinite love, which liberates from the bondage of worldly existence.
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[21] “The effect need not be the same as the cause,” etc., is another of those pregnant hints which
the Bhagavata offers for meditation. The “effect” is the world which need not be real simply because
its “cause”, Brahman, is real, like the non-existent serpent in the existent rope seen in the dark. To
perceive a thing that does not exist, three elements must he present:
(1) a cause which is real, to be the ground of the appearance of the unreal — the rope in this
illustration.
(2) ignorance, to cause the delusion of existence in the non-existent. This is the darkness in which the
non-existent serpent is perceived. And, lastly,
(3) an intelligent entity to be the victim of delusion, otherwise how can there be delusion and for
whom? This is the cogniser of the serpent.
In the case of the world’s illusion, the deluded entity is the jiva, which, in its real nature, is pure
intelligence, cognition, under the influence of the senses (the “darkness” in the analogy) a non-
existent world (the “serpent”) superimposed on itself as the substratum (the “rope”). Thus the world
— the dream like superimposition is not real, although its ground — the Self of the jiva — is real.
This hymn is the Vedanta in a nutshell.
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[22] Chapters 7 to 29 form what is known as the Uddhava Gita, which consists, as the name
indicates, of the Lord’s teachings to Uddhava. It is the heart of the Bhagavata and considered to be an
amplification of the Bhagavad Gita by those who are in doubt about whether Karma orJnana is the
latter’s message. Its crystal clear lucidity leaves no ground for any doubt on this subject.
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[23] This, the Self, as jiva, does under the influence of avidya. Being pure consciousness occupying
every point of the body, it naturally takes the shape of the body, as does the space in a pot. Hence it
ascribes to itself all the characteristics of the body and thinks, I am thin or fat, tall or short, dark or
fair, etc. It thus becomes an entity separate from other jivas with interests entirely different from,
often even in conflict with, theirs, which causes it to be subjected to the laws of karma and
transmigration.
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Transcendence of Action
The Lord answered:
“It is only with reference to the actions of the gunas, not to My
essential nature, that I am said to be in bondage or Liberation. And as
the gunas are rooted in illusion, there can be neither true bondage nor
true Liberation for Me, but only a dream-like apprehension of them.
Even transmigration is unreal. You may compare the two entities, one
in bondage and the other in Liberation, in one and the same individual
to two birds alike in nature living in companionship in the same nest
on a peepul tree. One of them plucks and eats the fruits of the tree,
whilst the other, though remaining unfed, is superior to it in strength.
The latter is aware of itself as well as of the other, and is free from
desire, whereas the former is not aware of its companion and has
always been bound by desire (on account of this unawareness).
“The man of vidya (knower of Truth, i.e., the regenerate) though he has
a body, is not conditioned by it, any more than a dreamer just
awakened from the dream is conditioned by his dream body; and when
he apprehends objects through the sensory organs, he knows that he is
not doing so. The man of avidya (the unregenerate), on the contrary,
remains in the illusion that he is the doer of his actions, which are
actually done by the Indriyas (organs of actions and perceptions). He
who comprehends this will lose interest in all perceived objects as well
as in all actions, remaining free like the ether. He is really free and
wise who remains unaffected though his senses feed on objects of
sense. He is really free and wise whose mind, heart, senses and breath
function without his thinking of them. He is really free and wise who
does not show annoyance when he is subjected to afflictions and
disrespect, nor pleasure when he is treated with respect. The sage who
has transcended the diversity does not distinguish good from evil,
merits from demerits, and, therefore, he neither praises nor condemns
anything.
“He who is well versed in the Vedas, but has not realised the Supreme
Brahman is like him who tends a dry cow. He who has cured himself
from the disease of perceiving diversity in the souls and has
concentrated his mind on Me, should abstain completely from action.
He who is unable to fix his mind on the Perfect Brahman will do well
to do his prescribed duties with complete dispassion. Occupying the
mind with Myself, My births and deeds, and observing for My delight
all the duties relating to dharma, kama and artha, and relying wholly
on Me, he will develop unswerving devotion to Me, O Uddhava. By
associating with saints he will surely attain to Me.”
Uddhava asked:
“Whom, O glorious Lord, do You consider pious?”
The Lord answered:
“He is considered pious who is compassionate towards all beings,
forbearing, truthful, clean in mind, well-balanced, self-controlled,
gentle, of unclouded judgement, effortless, sparing in eating, free from
passion and excitement, loyal, depending wholly on Me,
contemplative, alert, capable of imparting knowledge, does not seek
respect for himself but bestows it on others. He is the most pious of
men who completely abandons all the prescribed duties, though he is
fully aware of the sin of neglecting them, and directs his worship solely
to Me.”
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Sannyasa
Uddhava requests the Master to depict those conducts which please
Him most and which bring men true blessedness. Krishna reviews the
history of the castes and orders in life (Varnas and Ashramas) and their
evolution from the first yuga to their present state (in the third, Dwapara
yuga), delineating the duties of each Varna and each Ashrama. Of the last
and highest Ashrama (Sannyasa or Renunciation), He says:
“Having by close investigation realised the universe to be a
superimposition on himself, the Atman, the sage who is established in
himself, with a serene mind, renounces all action. Since everything
that exists, including the body, all the thinking processes, and the sense
of ‘I’ and ‘mine’, has proved to be an illusion, he turns his back on it,
and is no longer bound by the scriptural precepts and the duties of the
four Ashramas, though he may retain the appearance of a seeker after
Truth. The Self-realised man neither propounds the practice of rituals
nor behaves in opposition to it, nor takes to intellectual discussions and
fruitless arguments. He is neither afraid of anyone nor causes fear to
anyone. He receives abuses with a controlled mind, but himself neither
abuses nor shows disrespect to anyone, for the Self is one and the same
in all beings, like the moon in several vessels of water. Possessed of
fortitude, he neither desponds when he has no nourishment nor feels
elated when he has it or when his other needs are satisfied; for all these
are in the hands of Providence (Myself), yet he has to make efforts to
procure food to sustain his life in order that be may be able to pursue
his quest for Truth. The wise man who has realised Me will see no
diversity, though he may continue to have the body perception until it
falls in its own time, when he will attain to a perpetual state of equality
with Me.
“He who has discovered and feels revulsion for the vanity of sense-
pleasure but has not yet received guidance to the realisation of Truth,
should seek a guru who is given to contemplation and respectfully
serve him, regarding him as My own Self, till he attains Brahman. But
he who continues to wallow in sense-pleasure, lacks wisdom and
dispassion, yet parades the external marks of sannyasa to make his
living, violates the duties of sannyasa and deceives himself, the gods
(by abstaining from the religious performances of the householder),
and Myself, Who dwell in his heart. He will be deprived of the joys of
this world and the next.
“He who loyally observes the duties of his varna and ashrama and
possesses a knowledge of Me, eventually comes to Me, for he is the
follower of dharma and, thus, My devotee.”
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[24] The qualities of Yama and Niyama have already been mentioned in different contexts here.
Patanjali Yoga-Sutras separate them in two groups. The Yamas are those which the aspirant has to
refrain from doing and are by order of importance: killing, uttering falsehood, thieving, incontinence,
and greed. The Niyamas are those which he should strive to do or achieve and are: purity,
contentment, austerity, study of the Scripture, and surrender to God.
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Kriya Yoga
Responding to Uddhava’s request for general details of the saguna
worship (through images or forms), Sri Krishna begins to say that since
ritualism, as given in the Vedas, is of infinite variety to suit the tastes and
circumstances of the worshippers and the nature of the fruits expected from
them, He will give a brief account of its most salient features and the
procedures which the worshipper should follow to make a success of his
worship. This consists of three forms: Vedic, Tantric, and the combination
of both. All these are performed by the “twice born” (that is, the man who
has been initiated in the sacred thread ceremony and always wears this
thread). The worshipper must be full of devotion to the Lord and must start
with a bath and consecration of the materials — flowers, rice, etc. — which
he intends to use in the worship, using the particular mantra of
consecration. In certain worship the bath is repeated again and again,
followed by purification of the body by smearing it with certain cleansing
materials. He next describes the idol of worship: its form, the materials to
be used in its making, its consecration, its daily ablution, the cloth and the
jewels by which it is to be decorated, the mantras to be used in each of these
processes, the materials to be offered to it, the vessels to be used, the form
of prayers to be recited, etc. He ends by saying that the Lord can be
worshipped in whatever image or medium for which the worshipper feels
reverence and devotion, for, being the soul of the universe, He dwells in all
things, and that after endowing the image with divine effulgence by
invocation, the worshipper must draw the latter back into the lotus of his
own heart, where the divine flame (of consciousness) perpetually shines.
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Ascension to Vaikuntha
Knowing that the return of Krishna to His eternal Vaikuntha was at
hand, Brahma, Shiva with His consort Uma, the Prajapatis, the Pitris,
Siddhas, Gandharvas, the Gods led by Indra, Apsaras, Vidyadharas, and all
the celestials gathered to witness the long-awaited occasion of His return to
welcome Him back with hymns and songs of devotion. They rained flowers
on Him from their aerial cars in great masses. After casting His glances on
the assembly, Krishna closed His eyes, communed with His all-pervading
essence, and passed on to Vaikuntha in that very form to the sounds of the
celestial drums and music. With Him departed righteousness, truth, piety,
fortitude, glory and prosperity from the earth. Brahma and the others could
not perceive the Lord’s passage into His realm, no more than the path of the
lightning can be followed by mortals as it issues from the cloud. They were
struck by the mysterious powers of the Lord and all together sang His praise
and returned to their respective spheres.
Sri Suka, addressing Parikshit, continues:
“You should understand, O King, that the Lord’s birth among mortals,
all His deeds, and His withdrawal to His holy region, are a mere play
on His part, like the various roles which an actor plays by his power of
deception.”
Left alone, Daruka hastened back to Dwaraka and delivered his
Master’s message to Ugrasena and Vasudeva, bathing their feet with his
tears. These and their womenfolk rushed to the place where the Vrishnis
were lying dead and were overcome with grief. Devaki, Rohini and
Vasudeva, not seeing Krishna and Balarama, lost consciousness and
dropped dead on the spot. Their daughter-in-law and the other wives of
Vasudeva ascended the funeral pyres hugging their husbands’ bodies and
perished. The wives of Krishna’s sons and of all the heroes who died in the
drunken scuffle were, likewise, consumed by fire with the corpses of their
husbands in their arms. All the first eight wives of Krishna led by Rukmini
fixed their minds on the Lord and entered the fire.
Extremely sad at parting with his Friend and Master, Arjuna found
consolation in His utterances which he treasured in his memory. He rose to
the occasion and performed the funeral rites for the departed souls. The sea
rose and flooded Dwaraka, leaving the mansions where the Lord had lived
and continued to be present alone standing. Then taking the women,
children and the old men who survived, Arjuna proceeded to Indraprastha,
where he crowned Vajra, the great-grandson of Krishna — Aniruddha’s son
— King. The Pandavas, hearing of the disaster that had befallen the
Vrishnis and of the two Divine Brothers’ withdrawal from the world, grew
despondent and retired to a mountain in the Himalayas to shed their bodies
in it, keeping Parikshit on their throne at Hastinapura.
Thus ended the life story of Sri Krishna, ringing down the curtain on
the most glorious Avatara of Lord Vishnu the Supreme Self, the Soul and
Substance of the universe.
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BOOK TWELVE
EPILOGUE
I — II
[25] This question on the part of Parikshit may appear rather strange, considering the fact that this
narrative was purported to have been made to himself not long after the Ascension of Krishna, which
closed the Dwapara age and ushered in that of Kali, of which himself was the first king on the
Pandavas’ throne at Hastinapura. But as Sri Suka gives his answer in the future tense, we have to
presume that the question was intended to elucidate a prophetic forecast. Therefore the enumeration
of the kings who were to come after Parikshit and after Sahadeva king of Magadha, mentioned in the
end of Book Nine and in this Book, refers only to the future. Here Suka picks up the thread of the
Brihadratha line of Magadha kings from Puranjaya (Ripunjaya) with whom Book Nine closes.
The interest of these chapters lies in their brief description of the unfoldment of the Kali spirit in the
world in this our own age far from its beginning. Historically speaking this chapter is taken to give an
internal, though somewhat indefinite, evidence of the age of the Bhagavata.
[26]MAURYA DYNASTY: Chandragupta, the founder of the Mauryas, did not rule for 137 years
according to history. But the Mauryas rule did last 137/140 years.
Chandragupta ruled B.C. 323-299 (24 years). He drove away the last Greek from India in 323 B. C.,
ending Alexander’s rule (From 327 to 323 when Alexander and Chandragupta Maurya, rspectively,
came to power).
Bindusaragupta’s Son ruled 25 years.
Ashokagupta’s Son ruled 40/90 years.
Ashoka’s Grandsons (Dasaratha and Samprati and their offspring — 47/50 — who divided the
country and began its decline — 137/140 years.
Then the Maurya’s Dynasty was extinct by 185/83 B.C. Then the Dark Ages of India began, which
ended in 300 AD., when the Great Imperial Gupta Dynasty was founded as the one and only Hindu
Empire in history.
[27] Astronomically speaking, this stellar arrangement is wrong. The saptarshis are usually
understood to be the seven major stars of Ursa Major, which stand always in the same position to the
zodiacal signs, so that there can be no question of their entering the constellation magha.
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Suka’s Valedictory
About to bid farewell to the assembly, Sri Suka now delivers his final
discourse (summarising the Bhagavata’s message) to prepare Parikshit for
his death. Addressing him he said:
“Let me again explain to you the true nature of Lord Hari, the soul of
the universe. You should, O King, rid yourself of the notion which befits
lower beings that you will die. Unlike the body which comes from non-
existence and passes again into non-existence, you were before, are now,
and will always be. You were not born from a father to be a son or
grandson, like the tree from the seed. You are as different from the body as
the fire is from the firewood. You are the Self which is deathless and
unborn. Just as the space within a pot remains the same after the pot is
broken, so you will remain the same when the body which you occupy
perishes. It is the mind which creates the body and the objects of perception
for the soul, and it is Maya which creates the mind and transmigration. As
light results from the combination of fire, oil and wick, so is the body the
result of the combination of rajas, tamas and sattva, while transmigration is
produced by the mistaken identification of the body with the soul.
“Do you, therefore, O King, save yourself from this identification by
investigation into the truth of the Self which is present in the body, using
your reason and meditation on Vasudeva. Urged as Takshaka (the serpent)
may be by the Brahmin’s curse, he will not be able to burn you, the Self, for
all the things which cause death cannot harm the Supreme Lord, Who
Himself is death to the agents of death. Realising yourself as ‘I am
Brahman,’ the Supreme Abode, the Highest Goal and Unconditioned Self,
you will see neither the body nor the universe, nor even Takshaka who will
bite you, as different from your own Self.
“I have explained all this in response to your inquiries about Lord
Hari. What more do you desire to know?”
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The Puranas
The Suta now names the six sages who were the original propounders
of the Puranas which they had learnt from their Guru Romaharshana Suta,
the disciple of Vedavyasa. The Puranas deal with the creation, from Mahat
downward, the subsistence of all created things, the Avataras of Lord
Vishnu, the Manus, the Indras, the kings, the three divisions of time (past,
present and future), the three states of consciousness (jagrat, svapna and
sushupti), the jiva as the cause of the creation and its ultimate union with
the Absolute, etc. The Puranas are eighteen in number, namely, Brahma,
Vishnu, Shiva, Padma, Linga, Garuda, Narada, Bhagavata (the present
one), Agni, Skanda, Bhavishya, Brahmavaivarta, Markandeya, Vamana,
Varaha, Matsya, Kurma and Brahmanda.
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