The Stories of Bhaktas
Bhakta
Savithri
‘Matrudevobhava, Pitrudevobhava,
Acharyadevobhava, Atidhidevobhava’ proclaim our sastras. In that list stands
husband too. One who treats her husband as God ‘Patidev’ will attain such
miraculous powers that she can dictate terms to God. This is the story of such
a ‘Pativrata’ who spoke dharma to Dharmaraja himself and got back her husband’s
life.
Savithri was born to king Aswapathi and queen Malavi. She was named after Goddess Savithri, to whom the couple prayed for 18 long years.
When the Goddess manifested herself before him he asked for a male child. He was a kind and just king and was worried his kingdom would go to dogs if he had no successor. Man proposes but God disposes. So Goddess Savithri said, ‘I know you have been praying to me for a male child, but Lord Brahma’s will is otherwise. You will get a female child. But don’t worry. Your daughter will attain name and fame as a pious soul. Because of her good nature you will be get sons.’
Savithri grew up to be a beautiful, intelligent and good natured girl. Her father began searching for alliances for Savithri. Savithri had heard of the most handsome and the best natured Satyavanth, son of Dhyumatsena and wanted to marry him, but she never expresssed it to anyone out of shyness.
One day, Lord Narada, came to Aswapathi’s house. He saw the beautiful girl and asked about her marriage proposal. The king said that he had been on the look out for a suitable bridegroom. He asked whether Savithri had any one in mind.
Savithri was overcome with shyness, but knew she should not miss this golden opportunity. So she came out with her innermost thoughts ‘Dear father! I am in love with Satyavanth. I know your objection. His father has become blind, has lost his kingdom and they have been living in the forest, but still I love him.‘
Aswapathi sought Narada’s opinion on Satyavanth. Narada was full of praise for him. Satyavanth was called so because of his truthful nature. He was known for his valour, intelligence good nature and for his handsome features. He was also called Chitrasvudu. After this eu logy of Satyavanth, he let out a bomshell. Satyavanth life would come to an end exactly after one year.
Naturally the father was worried about his daughter’s future rather than being impressed by his good qualities. He tried to dissuade his daughter but in vain. She opined that it doesn’t befit a high caste woman to love somebody and marry somebody else. She loved him wholeheartedly and would marry him at any cost.
Both the listeners were amazed at her strong decision. Narada encouraged the king to fulfil her desire. Oh King! Your daughter is known for her good nature. You cannot change her opinion. Be assured that her good nature would change her destiny. Have faith in God and leave the consequences to him.
On an auspicious day, the king went to the King Dhyumatsena king with all his Kith and Kin to seek his son’s hand for his daughter. Dhyumatsena was delighted at the proposal but he tried to reason out with Aswapathi. Your daughter was born and brought up in a royal palace while we lead the life of rushis in the forest. How will she withstand the rough and tough life of the forest ?‘ Aswapathi explained that material comforts are transient and that a brave soul would not be disheartened by the passing phases of life.
Dhyumatsena finally agreed for the marriage. Their marriage was performed with all the pomp and show there in the ashram. Savithri’s father offered many valuable gifts to his son-in-law and daughter and left for his kingdom.
Savithri and Satyavanth began to lead a happy married life. They felt they were blessed to have the other person as their life partner. She gave up the luxuries of royal life and blended herself into the ascetic life of her in-laws. Her soft spoken nature, her kind services and her devotion to her husband won the hearts of her in-laws and the applause of the ‘rushi patnis’.
Days were rolling by. Though Savithri was all smiles outwardly, her heart was burning within, as she counted her husband’s dooms day. She never once let out her anguish to anyone. She behaved normally.
Finally Satyavanth reached his last stage. Savithri had to face the one vitable. Only four days left in the chapter of Satyavanth’s life. Savithri went on a three day fast and prayed to God with undaunted faith. Her in-laws wondered at the way she was punishing herself. When asked about the reason she said that she would let them know at the right time. She only said that she was doing so to attain a particular objective. Finally it would do them good.
The last day had shown its ugly face to Savithri. That day Savithri woke up before dawn. She visualized the tragic death and tears rolled down her cheeks. She wiped them and appeared as normal as before. She continued her devotional duties to her husband and in-laws.
The father in law told her to give up her fast that day, but Savithri said she would not eat it till sunset. At that time Satyavant was on his way to the forest to fetch a few things from that, Savithri wanted to accompany him. Satyavanth said she would be weak after 3 days‘ fasting, but Savithri overruled the objection. She said, ‘I am not weak. I don’t feel tired as long as I am with you. I have been longing to see the beauty of the forest for a long time. So please allow me to go with you.
Savithri never demanded anything. So neither the husband nor her in-laws could object to her small desire. Savithri suppressed her fears with a forced smile on her face and followed him. Satyavanth showed her the grace in the movements of the ducks. See the loving way in which the creeper had entwined itself round the big tree. See now the insects are sucking the nectar from the flowers. Can you hear the chirping of the birds? Isn’t it a feast to the eyes?’
Savithri hadn’t come there to see keenly the beauty of nature, but to watch carefully the declining hours of her husband’s life. Of course she didn’t express it or didnot show it in her gestures. Poor husband moved around in the day around as long as life permitted him to so. He plucked many varieties of fruits. He was felling the trees which he could not continue for long and fell down weakly. He uttered a last few words to Savithri. ‘Savithri, I don’t know what befel me. I have a reeling sensation. My mind is out of control. It looks as if somebody is piercing me with a spear. I cannot stand. I will relax here for some time.‘
Savithri could read clearly the last signs of life on his face and made him lie down on her lap. Within a second his body lost its life. The next second she saw before him a Divya Purush. He loooked pitch dark and his face was fierceful. Eyes were burning like fire. Anyone would have died on the spot by the mere look at him. He had a noose in his hand.
As he approached Satyavanth, Savithri stood up and quentioned as to his details. He was surprised that Savithri could see him.
He said, ‘I am Yama. When the life span of people on the earth comes to an end, I send my assistants to bring them to my Yamalok. I punish or reward them as per their deeds. I have come personally to take your husband to Yamalok since he is a good soul. Nobody can see me! You could see me because of your ‘Patibhakti.’
So saying, he completed his task of securing his soul from the body and was on his way. Savithri, has been preparing herself for this situation throughout the year. So she sprang into action, suppressing her overwhelming grief. She preserved her husband’s body in a safe place and followed Yama. Yama asked her to go back but Savithri argued, ‘Oh Lord! you know very well one has to fulfil one’s dharma. My dharma is to follow the footsteps of my husband. So even if the path is thorny I will follow him. I am also confident that I will not face any difficulty in my mission in your Divine presence. You are the beacon light of dharma and you won’t leave me to my fate.’
Dharma raja was impressed by her thoughtful words except and so said, ‘You are very intelligent! Seek any boon, except your husband’s life. Savithri thanked him profusely and said, ‘My father-in-law lost his eyesight. Please restore his vision. Yama sanctioned it and was on his way, but Savithri didnot leave him. She praised his kind nature. Yama offered to sanction one more boon except her husband‘s life. Her second wish was to restore kingdom to her father-in-law.
Yama would appreciate her love for her husband and her concern for the in-laws but she should not proceed any further. The path ahead was more dangerous for human beings to tread upon.
Savithri would not give up her task half way through. She said, Those who practise Dharma wouldn’t give it up, come what may, in their life. ‘Dharmo Rakshati Dharma’ Dharma takes care of those who follow Dharma. My dharma is to go with my husband. Do I have to explain it to a person like You, who is an incarnation of Dharma ?
Dharma was further more impressed by her Dharmic principles. He sanctioned her yet another boon, but for her husband‘s life. This time she asked for male children to her parents.
Yama sanctioned her third wish and said that the path ahead was still more dangerous with wild animals and thorny bushes all over. Since he had sanctioned three wishes of hers it was hightime she left him.
| Savithri continued her argument. ‘All my life is centred round my husband. My God is no other than my husband himself ! What will I do with my life without his godly presence. Moreover, my life is blessed by the Holy Darsan of a Dharmathma like you. All my sins will be washed away in your presence. You are behind the normal functioning of the universe. Some punya of me has blessed me with your good company. You are worried about me like a God father. Will a God father leave his beloved to her fate? Please consider a poor soul like me!‘
Yama was touched by her words and a wave of sympathy ran over him. He promised to fulfil yet another wish. Savithri jumped with joy at that since that time Yama forgot to impose the condition, except your husband’s life. She pointed out that to the Lord and added that a woman’s life was insipid without her husband. Moreover shse would not be allowed to participate in any function involving women. Her husband was a good natured person. ‘So please bring him back to life. I don’t need anything else.‘
Yama Dharma Raja, who had been kind throughout, yielded to the final wish of a pativrata. He said, ‘Savithri! I am sanctioning your wish. You husband will live for many more years to come and will attain name and fame. He will pray to the Gods and will perform many yagnas. You both will beget hundred sons.‘ So saying He vanished.
Savithri ran back to her husband’s body and sat in her previous posture. Within no time, Satyavanth came back to life, as if from a deep slumber. He narrated his experience to Savithri. He dreamt that a powerful man had pulled him forcefully. It was so strong that he felt it was not a dream. Savithri made no comments on his dream but hastened him home. She noticed he couldn’t walk with vigour and proposed they stayed for the night in the forest. Satyavanth was more worried about his blind and old parents. He had never before left them for too long a time. So they might be worried about their son’s safety. So Satyavanth decide to go back home slowly with Savithri’s helping hand.
In the meanwhile, back in the ashram, Dhyumatsena thanks to Savithri got back his vision. He searched for his son but in vain. The loss of his son dominated over the restoration of his vision. So cried bitterly for his son, recollecting all his good qualities. The other ashramities gathered around and consoled them. After some time, Savithri and Satyavanth reached there.
Dhyumatsena asked why they were so late. Satyavanth explained all that had happened till he fell asleep and even his dream. Then Savithri took over. She said, ‘I learnt from Narada that your son was destined to die today. I knew that such great people’s words never go wrong. So I accompanied him to the forest. It was not his dream. Yama came in person to separate his soul from the body. I prayed to him in various ways. He sanctioned me four boons and the last one was to give back life to my ‘patidev’. She spelled out her other three wishes.
The old couple were more than delighted at the turn of events. They praised her for her ‘Patibhakti’ which brought over a sea change in their tragic lives. Her name would remain for ever in the world. All the other munis praised her and blessed her.
Within a few days, Dhyumatsena‘s miniters, courtiers and people came with all the pomp and show to invite their king to his kingdom. The one who had usurped his kingdom met with a tragic death.
The king thus regained his past glory and ruled well in lines of dharma and gained name and fame.
Praying to God wholeheartedly but looking down upon husband or in-laws is the law of the day, especially when ego clashes are ruling over the world. Savithri’s life is an eye opener for us all. She could impress Lord Yama with her showers of bhakti for her husband.
Savithri was born to king Aswapathi and queen Malavi. She was named after Goddess Savithri, to whom the couple prayed for 18 long years.
When the Goddess manifested herself before him he asked for a male child. He was a kind and just king and was worried his kingdom would go to dogs if he had no successor. Man proposes but God disposes. So Goddess Savithri said, ‘I know you have been praying to me for a male child, but Lord Brahma’s will is otherwise. You will get a female child. But don’t worry. Your daughter will attain name and fame as a pious soul. Because of her good nature you will be get sons.’
Savithri grew up to be a beautiful, intelligent and good natured girl. Her father began searching for alliances for Savithri. Savithri had heard of the most handsome and the best natured Satyavanth, son of Dhyumatsena and wanted to marry him, but she never expresssed it to anyone out of shyness.
One day, Lord Narada, came to Aswapathi’s house. He saw the beautiful girl and asked about her marriage proposal. The king said that he had been on the look out for a suitable bridegroom. He asked whether Savithri had any one in mind.
Savithri was overcome with shyness, but knew she should not miss this golden opportunity. So she came out with her innermost thoughts ‘Dear father! I am in love with Satyavanth. I know your objection. His father has become blind, has lost his kingdom and they have been living in the forest, but still I love him.‘
Aswapathi sought Narada’s opinion on Satyavanth. Narada was full of praise for him. Satyavanth was called so because of his truthful nature. He was known for his valour, intelligence good nature and for his handsome features. He was also called Chitrasvudu. After this eu logy of Satyavanth, he let out a bomshell. Satyavanth life would come to an end exactly after one year.
Naturally the father was worried about his daughter’s future rather than being impressed by his good qualities. He tried to dissuade his daughter but in vain. She opined that it doesn’t befit a high caste woman to love somebody and marry somebody else. She loved him wholeheartedly and would marry him at any cost.
Both the listeners were amazed at her strong decision. Narada encouraged the king to fulfil her desire. Oh King! Your daughter is known for her good nature. You cannot change her opinion. Be assured that her good nature would change her destiny. Have faith in God and leave the consequences to him.
On an auspicious day, the king went to the King Dhyumatsena king with all his Kith and Kin to seek his son’s hand for his daughter. Dhyumatsena was delighted at the proposal but he tried to reason out with Aswapathi. Your daughter was born and brought up in a royal palace while we lead the life of rushis in the forest. How will she withstand the rough and tough life of the forest ?‘ Aswapathi explained that material comforts are transient and that a brave soul would not be disheartened by the passing phases of life.
Dhyumatsena finally agreed for the marriage. Their marriage was performed with all the pomp and show there in the ashram. Savithri’s father offered many valuable gifts to his son-in-law and daughter and left for his kingdom.
Savithri and Satyavanth began to lead a happy married life. They felt they were blessed to have the other person as their life partner. She gave up the luxuries of royal life and blended herself into the ascetic life of her in-laws. Her soft spoken nature, her kind services and her devotion to her husband won the hearts of her in-laws and the applause of the ‘rushi patnis’.
Days were rolling by. Though Savithri was all smiles outwardly, her heart was burning within, as she counted her husband’s dooms day. She never once let out her anguish to anyone. She behaved normally.
Finally Satyavanth reached his last stage. Savithri had to face the one vitable. Only four days left in the chapter of Satyavanth’s life. Savithri went on a three day fast and prayed to God with undaunted faith. Her in-laws wondered at the way she was punishing herself. When asked about the reason she said that she would let them know at the right time. She only said that she was doing so to attain a particular objective. Finally it would do them good.
The last day had shown its ugly face to Savithri. That day Savithri woke up before dawn. She visualized the tragic death and tears rolled down her cheeks. She wiped them and appeared as normal as before. She continued her devotional duties to her husband and in-laws.
The father in law told her to give up her fast that day, but Savithri said she would not eat it till sunset. At that time Satyavant was on his way to the forest to fetch a few things from that, Savithri wanted to accompany him. Satyavanth said she would be weak after 3 days‘ fasting, but Savithri overruled the objection. She said, ‘I am not weak. I don’t feel tired as long as I am with you. I have been longing to see the beauty of the forest for a long time. So please allow me to go with you.
Savithri never demanded anything. So neither the husband nor her in-laws could object to her small desire. Savithri suppressed her fears with a forced smile on her face and followed him. Satyavanth showed her the grace in the movements of the ducks. See the loving way in which the creeper had entwined itself round the big tree. See now the insects are sucking the nectar from the flowers. Can you hear the chirping of the birds? Isn’t it a feast to the eyes?’
Savithri hadn’t come there to see keenly the beauty of nature, but to watch carefully the declining hours of her husband’s life. Of course she didn’t express it or didnot show it in her gestures. Poor husband moved around in the day around as long as life permitted him to so. He plucked many varieties of fruits. He was felling the trees which he could not continue for long and fell down weakly. He uttered a last few words to Savithri. ‘Savithri, I don’t know what befel me. I have a reeling sensation. My mind is out of control. It looks as if somebody is piercing me with a spear. I cannot stand. I will relax here for some time.‘
Savithri could read clearly the last signs of life on his face and made him lie down on her lap. Within a second his body lost its life. The next second she saw before him a Divya Purush. He loooked pitch dark and his face was fierceful. Eyes were burning like fire. Anyone would have died on the spot by the mere look at him. He had a noose in his hand.
As he approached Satyavanth, Savithri stood up and quentioned as to his details. He was surprised that Savithri could see him.
He said, ‘I am Yama. When the life span of people on the earth comes to an end, I send my assistants to bring them to my Yamalok. I punish or reward them as per their deeds. I have come personally to take your husband to Yamalok since he is a good soul. Nobody can see me! You could see me because of your ‘Patibhakti.’
So saying, he completed his task of securing his soul from the body and was on his way. Savithri, has been preparing herself for this situation throughout the year. So she sprang into action, suppressing her overwhelming grief. She preserved her husband’s body in a safe place and followed Yama. Yama asked her to go back but Savithri argued, ‘Oh Lord! you know very well one has to fulfil one’s dharma. My dharma is to follow the footsteps of my husband. So even if the path is thorny I will follow him. I am also confident that I will not face any difficulty in my mission in your Divine presence. You are the beacon light of dharma and you won’t leave me to my fate.’
Dharma raja was impressed by her thoughtful words except and so said, ‘You are very intelligent! Seek any boon, except your husband’s life. Savithri thanked him profusely and said, ‘My father-in-law lost his eyesight. Please restore his vision. Yama sanctioned it and was on his way, but Savithri didnot leave him. She praised his kind nature. Yama offered to sanction one more boon except her husband‘s life. Her second wish was to restore kingdom to her father-in-law.
Yama would appreciate her love for her husband and her concern for the in-laws but she should not proceed any further. The path ahead was more dangerous for human beings to tread upon.
Savithri would not give up her task half way through. She said, Those who practise Dharma wouldn’t give it up, come what may, in their life. ‘Dharmo Rakshati Dharma’ Dharma takes care of those who follow Dharma. My dharma is to go with my husband. Do I have to explain it to a person like You, who is an incarnation of Dharma ?
Dharma was further more impressed by her Dharmic principles. He sanctioned her yet another boon, but for her husband‘s life. This time she asked for male children to her parents.
Yama sanctioned her third wish and said that the path ahead was still more dangerous with wild animals and thorny bushes all over. Since he had sanctioned three wishes of hers it was hightime she left him.
| Savithri continued her argument. ‘All my life is centred round my husband. My God is no other than my husband himself ! What will I do with my life without his godly presence. Moreover, my life is blessed by the Holy Darsan of a Dharmathma like you. All my sins will be washed away in your presence. You are behind the normal functioning of the universe. Some punya of me has blessed me with your good company. You are worried about me like a God father. Will a God father leave his beloved to her fate? Please consider a poor soul like me!‘
Yama was touched by her words and a wave of sympathy ran over him. He promised to fulfil yet another wish. Savithri jumped with joy at that since that time Yama forgot to impose the condition, except your husband’s life. She pointed out that to the Lord and added that a woman’s life was insipid without her husband. Moreover shse would not be allowed to participate in any function involving women. Her husband was a good natured person. ‘So please bring him back to life. I don’t need anything else.‘
Yama Dharma Raja, who had been kind throughout, yielded to the final wish of a pativrata. He said, ‘Savithri! I am sanctioning your wish. You husband will live for many more years to come and will attain name and fame. He will pray to the Gods and will perform many yagnas. You both will beget hundred sons.‘ So saying He vanished.
Savithri ran back to her husband’s body and sat in her previous posture. Within no time, Satyavanth came back to life, as if from a deep slumber. He narrated his experience to Savithri. He dreamt that a powerful man had pulled him forcefully. It was so strong that he felt it was not a dream. Savithri made no comments on his dream but hastened him home. She noticed he couldn’t walk with vigour and proposed they stayed for the night in the forest. Satyavanth was more worried about his blind and old parents. He had never before left them for too long a time. So they might be worried about their son’s safety. So Satyavanth decide to go back home slowly with Savithri’s helping hand.
In the meanwhile, back in the ashram, Dhyumatsena thanks to Savithri got back his vision. He searched for his son but in vain. The loss of his son dominated over the restoration of his vision. So cried bitterly for his son, recollecting all his good qualities. The other ashramities gathered around and consoled them. After some time, Savithri and Satyavanth reached there.
Dhyumatsena asked why they were so late. Satyavanth explained all that had happened till he fell asleep and even his dream. Then Savithri took over. She said, ‘I learnt from Narada that your son was destined to die today. I knew that such great people’s words never go wrong. So I accompanied him to the forest. It was not his dream. Yama came in person to separate his soul from the body. I prayed to him in various ways. He sanctioned me four boons and the last one was to give back life to my ‘patidev’. She spelled out her other three wishes.
The old couple were more than delighted at the turn of events. They praised her for her ‘Patibhakti’ which brought over a sea change in their tragic lives. Her name would remain for ever in the world. All the other munis praised her and blessed her.
Within a few days, Dhyumatsena‘s miniters, courtiers and people came with all the pomp and show to invite their king to his kingdom. The one who had usurped his kingdom met with a tragic death.
The king thus regained his past glory and ruled well in lines of dharma and gained name and fame.
Praying to God wholeheartedly but looking down upon husband or in-laws is the law of the day, especially when ego clashes are ruling over the world. Savithri’s life is an eye opener for us all. She could impress Lord Yama with her showers of bhakti for her husband.
‘Prahlaadaschasmi Daityanam’ proclaimed Lord Vishnu in Bhagavad Geetha (10-30). In the chapter ‘Vibhooti Yoga’ God proclaimed that He is Prahlaad in demons. He is yama in time, He is lion in the animals and he is Garuda in birds. No teaching on Bhakti is complete without a reference to Prahlaad.
Prahlaad was born to the demon king Hiranyakasyapa and his wife Leelavathi. He was sent to the womb of Leelavathi by Lord Vishnu with a purpose. So he was taken care of by Bhakta Narada even as he was in the womb.
Ironically enough his father was a staunch enemy of Lord Vishnu. He hated him with his whole heart since he killed his brother Hiranyaksha. Hiranyaksha stole the Vedas and hid himself in patalalok when Sri Hari manifested himself as Varaha Swami, killed him and protected the Vedas. Demon do not reason out things. He was blind to the brother’s evil doing but was filled with venom against the Almighty. He instigated his demon soldiers to fight against Lord Vishnu. ‘Even if he hides himself anywhere, we should catch hold of him and kill him. So you all attack the brahmins you stop their yagas and their chantings. You cut them into pieces ruthlessly. You destroy the cows. The time is ripe now to display your valour.’
The demons lost no time in their in-human activities. They created hell of a commotion by killing the brahmin’s, sadhus and cows. The devotees were so scared that they hid themselves in a safe place.
Hiranyakasyapa went to Mandara Parvatam and did severe penance there. He stood on one leg, on the toe of the leg and looking at the sky, did severe penance. It created a turmoil of the earth and of the seven seas. The stars fell down. The animals were scared. The three lokas were shaking. The Devatas requested Brahma to do something to stop him. His desire was to put an end to the Devatas and the Dharmas inscribed in the scriptures.
Brahma came down to earth, accompanied by Bhrugu Maharshi, Daksha Prajapathi etc. They were shocked to see Hiranyakasyapa as a skeleton. Being impressed by his severe penance. Brahma offered to fulfil his desire. He had never seen before such a severe penance. Then Hiranya Kasipa got out of the anthill, prostrated before the Lord prayed to him and sought out a special boon.
Oh Lord ! you fulfil the desires of your devotees. Now listen to my desire. I should not be killed in -
air or land
fire or water
sky or the ten directions
night or day
darkness or light
by crocodiles or by demons
animals or poisonous snakes
devatas or human beings
animals or weapons
In addition to that sanction me unrivalled valour and more miraculous powers than the powers of saints.
Brahma said, ‘Nobody ever before you saught such boons’, but still being impressed by your penance I am sanctioning all those thoughts. Henceforth be a good demon and lead a proper life.’ So saying He vanished. Leave alone being a good demon, his atrocities knew no bounds. Being blessed by Lord Brahma he left not a single clan untouched. He was behaving ruthlessly with the Gandharvas, Devatas, Yakshas, Nagas, human beings. Killed meanly Kinneras, Sadhus, Charanas, Bhootha Preta pisachas, jnanis. He occupied the places of the Asta dikpalakas. He had control over day and night. He seated himself over the throne of Lord Indra. Yaksha, Kinnera, Deva, Gandharvas became dutiful to him. The only untouched ones were Lord Brahma, Vishnu, Maheswaras.
The Yagna phal of the yagas performed by the brahmins in bhoolok was received by Hiranyakasyapa himself. He did not allow the devatas to receive them.
Owing to his miraculous power the fields were yielding wonderful crops. The riches were overflowing from heaven. The seven seas were dispersing precious gems from their waves. The trees were blossoming forth throughout the year, unmindful of the seasons. Thus the unruly king disutrbed the cycle of seasons too. There seemed to be no end to his regime. Unable to bear it any more the devatas pleaded to Lord Vishnu to save them from his clutches.
Lord Vishnu showed them an assuring hand. He said ‘I am aware of the atrocities of the demon king. I am just waiting for an opportune moment to put an end to him and to his atrocities. One who harm the brahmins and the cows, one who looks down upon the scriptures, one who talks ill of me, one who sits on the throne but follows Ahdarma has to face the consequences sooner or later. The time is ripe now. He will beget a son Prahlad, my staunch devotee. So the father will treat him ruthlessly. Then I will come to the son’s rescue and put an end to the father. So you can be rest assured of peaceful life.
As foretold by the Lord Vishnu Hiranyakasyapa’s is son Prahlad turned out to be a pain in the neck to his father. He was leading a pious truthful life. He has been chanting the name of Vishnu throughout. Hiranyakasyapa who shook three lokas with his atrocities, could not shake out the faith in his son. He thought if he was sent to the gurus to seek knowledge he would be a changed person. So he sent for chandamarks, the sons of Sukracharya to impart him education. He told them to teach him the sastras befitting a king’s son.
Accordingly Chandamarks took Prahlad to their Gurukul and taught him many shastras. He too learnt them with utmost respect for the gurus. He felt his education was incomplete without the knowledge of the Lord Vishnu.
The king wanted to test the knowledge of his son one day and so sent for the gurus and their disciple. He made his son sit on the lap in the royal court and asked him to display his knowledge to please his dear father.
Then Prahlad explained, ‘Dear father, for every human being the house in which he resides is like a dark well. So he should attain jnana to come out of the well, We should realize that we are all part of the Lord Vishnu. So we should think of Vishnu alone and should step out of the house.
The king was surprised at his words, but still controlling himself, said, ‘Your words don’t befit our clan. Sri Hari is our staunch enemy. We are not supposed to chant his name. Who taught you such foolish thoughts ?
Prahlad continued to let out his feelings. ‘We think we are different from one another. Such a difference occurs because of our ignorance. If we surrender ourselves to Hari totally, we can win his heart. Some people foolishly ignore Him. The Lord Brahma himself prays to Him.
The gurus were wild with him. You are after all a boy of five! How dare you argue with us ! All the shastras we have taught you have gone waste, putting us to utter shame. You are praising the one, whose name is not supposed to be chanted here. They then turned to the king and requested him to send the boy with them once again so that they would teach him more of discipline.
They taught him the three purushas - Dharma, ardha, kama once again, at length. They used various means to imbibe this knowledge in him. Once they felt he had attained complete jnana they took him to his mother first. They made her deck him with jewels that befit a prince. All along they repeatedly told him not to behave as before and not to put them to shame. They assured the king he was a changed boy then and that he wouldn’t raise the name of Hari anymore.
Hiranyakasyapa embraced him fondly, made him sit on his lap and caressed him. Then he asked him sweetly to recite a poem he had learnt from the gurus. He said, Father the gurus taught me many things, I learnt ardhasastra, dharma sastra etc. But these are meaningless before the true sastra. That sastra teaches us 9 ways of Bhakti to pray to God. Our life on earth as a human being is a mere waste if we don’t use every part of our body in service to God. One may be a pandit but if he doesn’t have faith in God, he is worse than an animal. A true guru is one who imbibes such a knowledge and a true father is one who teaches his son to surrender before the lotus feet of God.’
Instead of being pleased by these words Hiranyakasyapa became enraged. He gave vent to his anger upon the poor teachers. The teachers pleaded innocence. They said they wouldn’t think of doing such a harmful thing to him.
Then the king asked Prahlad angrily in a thundering voice to reveal the name of the person who was misleading him thus.
Prahlad spoke softly. Hari bhakti cannot be imbibed by somebody. It is gained by birth based on his previous janma’s good deeds. To attain moksha, one should seek the Lotus feet of God.
When the demon king heard the last words, ‘lotus feet of God he was so furious that he pushed down his tiny tot from his lap. Addressing the ministers gathered around he asked, ‘Have you ever, seen such an ungrateful son in your life ? Hari killed his uncle but still my son treats him as God. He is turning to be my enemy. He is not my son. He is an enemy becauase he is praising our enemy. You take him away this very minute and kill him ruthlessly. He should not survive any more. You don’t have to show kindness to him as my son.’
Some demons came forward to execute his order mercilessly. They poked him with trisul and whipped him. However hard they hit him or suffered him his body remained in tact. Not a drop of blood came out nor a drop of tear came down his cheeks. His face retained its glory. The demon king couldn’t believe his eyes. He wondered how he could be composed thus, inspite of being a mere boy of five. He tried out various means of ill treatment to him. He was crushed by the elephants bitten by the poisonous snakes, thrown into burning fire thrown into deep sea, pushed down from high mountains, was made to eat poisonous food, was made to stand in scorching heat of the sun, heavy downpour of rain, was not allowed to breathe, was left alone in biting snow was made to face heavy wind was buried in deep pit, was made to starve unto death, made to face physical assaults heavily but to no avail. He could not harm Prahlad to the slightest possible way. The harder his task became, the weaker his heart grew. He was getting dispirited. It became certain his end was in the hands of his son.
The gurus consoled him, ‘O king! you have won over greater people than your son! Why fear a mere boy ? This may be a fantasy of childhood feelings. When he grows up he will learn for better. He may turn against Hari like you later. Time is the best healer. You please wait till Sukra charya returns.
These words mellowed down the burning heart of the demon king. He sent Prahlad back with the gurus to learn all about dharma, artha and kama all over again. Prahlad was least inclined towards them. So he in turn gathered his classmates round him and taught them Hari nama and jnana yoga. He taught them the impact of Narayana mantra. It is well sung in the Telugu film on Prahlad.
Narayana mantram, Srimannarayana Bhajanam
Gaatini bhandinchi hatinche sagila paniledu
Jeevula hinsinchi kratuvula cheyaga paniledu
Maadhava Madhusudhana ani manasuna
talachina chalura Narayana
He gives a very simple means of prayer. He says hatayoga is not necessary, yagnas are not needed. Just a wholehearted beckoning of Narayana is enough.
His friends were surprised at his jnana and asked how he attained it. Then Prahlad gave his flashback. Once my father was doing severe penance on Mandara Parvatham. He remained unperturbed to the attack of the ants. The devatas took it for granted he was dead and turned the situation to their benefit. They attacked the rakshasas and Devendra was cruelly taking away his mother. He was then in her womb. By God’s grace Narada intervened, chided Indra and rescued her from his cruel hands. He looked after my mother like a daughter and boosted up her morale. He said that she would give birth to a good soul and that her husband would come back to her alive with his wish fulfilled. He taught her many dharma soothras for my sake and I learnt them all. That is what is protecting me. Since you are my friends. I will explain them to you clearly. You listen carefully.
‘We know we are not permanent on earth. Only Atma is permanent. In spite of knowing this, we are not able to give up our mad craze for this body. As long as we are attached to it we cannot come out of our grief. To come out of this, we should seek the Lotus feet of the Lord. We should not waste our valuable time. Let’s chant the name of God together.’
The gurus were shocked to see the scene and hastened themselves to the king’s presence. They out-poured their grivances to the king. ‘My Lord! your son is converting the other boys to his belief. The boys were angry with us for not imbibing this knowledge to them. You should counsel your son regarding this.’
Hiranyakasyapa beckoned his son and attacked him seriously. ‘How dare you behave so meanly ? You spread the feeling that nobody can conquer Hari. Is it true ? If that is the case, why is he silent when I attacked the devatas ? Why do you go against the teachings of the gurus ? You dont befit our clan. I will see your end. Let me see who will come to your rescue.’
Prahlad remained calm and answered his father coolly. ‘Whoever is the creator of the universe is my Godfather. He will take care of me. In fact the Lord is not your enemy. It is your own mind. If you don’t control it you will face hell. Learn to control your mind and the sense organs. Then you will not have any enemy. So come out of your ego.’
The angry man knows no reason. He paid a deaf ear to the soothe saying of the wise boy. ‘Are you mad ? Why do you irritate me with your stupid words. Who is the creator of the world ? When he killed my brother I made a wild goose search for him but in vain. Come on, how me where he is. I will kill both you and your Hari.
Prahlad gave out the much chanted sloka then.
Indu galadandu ledani sandehamu valadu chakri sarvopagatun
dendendu vetaki chuchina nandandu kaladu Daanavagrini vinte
He explained Oh Demon king ! You don’t have to doubt His existence. You name any place he is seen. He is in the ocean, air, sky, earth, fire, directions, night, day stars, moon, sun omkara all Gods.
When Prahlad was describing God’s Omnipresence thus, God did not want to disappoint his bhaktas. So He manifested Himself as Lord Narasimha (as per one of the wishes of Hiranyakasyapa neither animal or man) in various places, ready to step out of any place that Hiranya kasyapa wanted. One might wonder when God is so Omniscient doesnot He know where Hiranyakasyapa would point out ? The answer the saints give is God gave the devil a free will and allowed him to exercise it.
Finally Hiranyakasyapa pointed out to a pillar and asked if his Hari would be seen in it. He even challenged if Hari was not found there he would kill Prahlad.
Prahlad said, ‘My God is found everywhere ranging from Brahma to a blade of grass. Won’t he be present in such a mighty piller ? If you strongly desire to see Him he will definitely manifest Himself before you.
Hiranya Kasyap hit hard at the pillar with a ferocious cry. The pillar gave such a cracking sound that the animals were scared unto death. There was a thundering noise.
Out came from the broken pillar, two Lotus feet. The Lord Narasimha half nara (man) and half simha( lion) stepped out to kill the demon and to save the bhakta. He looked ferociously though he was kind within. Hiranyakasyapa knew at once his end had come. The Lord had come to prove his bhakta’s statement God is omnipresent true and to put an end to his life. still he tried to fight with his strong opponent, putting on superiot airs, but he could not withstand for a longer time. Narasimha took him to the main door.
When one seeks too many boons we call them Hiranyaksha varalu. Hiranyakasyapa thought he was being very wise in asking so many boons. But God is wiser than these foolish people. Even as he was asking item by item, God was making an alternate list say the Swamijis. These are the alterations. He should not be killed in the day or night twilight.
neither with weapons nor creatures - nails
neither in the house nor outside - at the main door
neither man nor animal - half man, half animal
neither in the air nor on land - on God’s lap
So roaring ferociously Narahari dragged him to the main door placed him on his lap horizontally at twilight and tore open his heart with his harsh nails, spilling the demon’s blood as rain. He took out his intestines and wore them in his neck as a garland. He even killed the soldiers of Hiranyakasyapa who steped forward to attack him
Lord Narasimha did not cool down immediately after the great event. Roaring like thunder he sat on the throne of the demon king. Brahma, the devatas and other saints were scared to look at the startling looks of the God. They prayed to him from afar, but God did not mellow down. Then they prayed to Goddess Lakshmi to pacify him. Accordingly Goddess Lakshmi approached him to cool down but to no avail. Then Lord Brahma asked Prahlad to pray to Lord Narahari to cool down. He felt that God would be pleased by his prayer since he manifested himself thus to fulfil his desire.
Prahlad fell prostrate before Lord Narasimha and prayed to him in various ways. Then the Lord blessed him with his hand over the bhaktas head. All his ferociousness vanished. He asked Prahlad with a congenial smile to seek a boon since he was his greatest bhakta.
What boon will such a great bhakta seek ? His nishkama bhakti (desireless bhakti) made him rise to such a great heights. So he prayed to God thus.
‘Oh God, Right from my birth, I never had any desire for material comforts. All I seek is moksha. So please grant me one wish. See that I don’t entertain any desire.’
God was more than impressed with his wise desire. He said, ‘Prahlad you are such a wise boy. You rule your fathers kingdom and enjoy all the earthly pleasures. You constantly listen to my stories. By enjoying the material comforts you would have enjoyed fruits of your good deeds. By praying to me your sins would be multiplied. You pray to me without seeking any boon. Finally you will be one with me. In addition to that prayer to whoever reads your story and about this avatar of mine, will attain moksha.
Then Prahlad sought a boon for his father. ‘Oh God! my father was prejudiced against you, because you killed his younger brother Hiranyaaksha. His love for his brother blinded his vision and so he could not learn your greatness. But he became a blessed soul by your touch. Please see that he reaches punya lokas.’
God proclaimed, ‘Oh Prahlad. Dont you worry. Your very presence and your proximity helps others to reach heavenly abode. You father and his forefathers too have reached heaven.’
Brahma added, Oh God! whoever chants your name with total devotion would not be scared of death or Lord Yama. The Lord told Brahma to be careful before he sanctioned boons to Rakshas in future. Granting a boon to such demons is like offering nectar to a poisonous snake. Brahma crowned Prahlad as the king and all the devataas blessed him.
The belief goes that in Kaliyuga one need not perform yagnas or yagas. Mere chanting of the Lord will do. Prahlad is the best example for that faith. His father who won over all the lokas could not cause the least harm to the small boy in spite of various cruel methods imposed on him. The boy’s continuous chanting of Narayana mantram and his total surrender to God made him God himself.
Om Tat Sat
(My
humble salutations to Sreemathi. Madduri Rajyasri
garu and telugu bhakti dot com for
the collection)
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