(Continued...)
Markandeya continued, 'Then having applauded
and reverenced that best of women, those Rishis there assembled bade farewell
to that foremost of kings as well as to his son. And having saluted them thus,
they speedily went, in peace with cheerful hearts, to their respective abodes.'
'When the night had passed away,
and the solar orb had risen, those ascetics, having performed their morning
rites, assembled together. And although those mighty sages again and again
spake unto Dyumatsena of the high fortune of Savitri, yet they were never
satisfied.
And it so happened, king, that
there came to that hermitage a large body of people from Salwa. And they
brought tidings of the enemy of Dyumatsena having been slain by his own
minister.
And they related unto him all
that had happened, viz., bow having heard that the usurper had been slain with
all his friends and allies by his minister, his troops had all fled, and how
all the subjects had become unanimous (on behalf of their legitimate king),
saying, 'Whether possessed of sight or not, even he shall be our king !'
And they said, 'We have been sent
to thee inconsequence of that resolve. This cars of thine, and this army also
consisting of four kinds of forces, have arrived for thee ! Good betide thee, O
king !
Do thou come ! Thou hast been
proclaimed in the city. Do thou for ever occupy the station belonging to thy
father and grand-father !'
And beholding the king possessed
of sight and able-bodied, they bowed down their heads, their eyes expanded with
wonder. Then having worshipped those old and Brahmanas dwelling in the
hermitage and honoured by them in return, the king set out for his city.
And surrounded by the soldiers,
Saivya also accompanied by Savitri, went in a vehicle furnished with shining
sheets and borne on the shoulders of men. Then the priests with joyful hearts
installed Dyumatsena on the throne with his high-souled son as prince-regent.
And after the lapse of a long
time, Savitri gave birth to a century of sons, all warlike and unretreating
from battle, and enhancing the fame of Salwa's race. And she also had a century
of highly powerful uterine brothers born unto Aswapati, the lord of the Madras,
by Malavi.
Thus, O son of Pritha, did
Savitri raise from pitiable plight to high fortune, herself, and her father and
mother, her father-in-law and mother-in-law, as also the race of her husband.
And like that gentle lady Savitri, the auspicious daughter of Drupada, endued with
excellent character, will rescue you all."
Vaisampayana said, "Thus exhorted by that
high-souled sage, the son of Pandu, king, with his mind free from anxiety,
continued to live in the forest of Kamyaka. The man that listeneth with
reverence to the excellent story of Savitri, attaineth to happiness, and
success in everything, and never meeteth with misery!
1 comment:
Beautiful. Indian Mythology has a rich treasure of passionate love stories which never fail to appeal to all. Thank you for giving us an opportunity to read them again during this festival season.
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