Monday 11 January 2016

Sumitra and the Drought

The king was happy living with Kaushalya and Kaikeyi.

In the land of Singhal, Sumitr had a beautiful daughter called Sumitra. He was thinking who would be a suitable husband for her. He thought of Dashratha, the brave king, a mention of whose name sent fear in the rakshasas. He asked his priests to go and invite Dashratha.

Arriving in Ayodhya, the priests introduced themselves and said they had come to ask the king to wed the princess of their land, Sumitra.

Hiding his intention from Kaushalya and Kaikeyi, the king giving an excuse of going on a hunt, went off with the priests to the land of Singhal.

In Singhal greeted Dashratha and the custom of Nandimukha was performed, where tribute was paid to the departed ancestors. A shradha ceremony was then performed for the dead. When the time was good, around twilight Sumitra was brought in, and the king and the princess saw each other for the first time, performing the ceremony of Subha Drishti.

Greeting all and taking their blessing, in the land of Singhal, the king and Sumitra left for Ayodhya.

This was day of Kalraatri, where the husband and wife were not to be together. The king not able to hold himself, made love to Sumitra, on his way to Ayodhya.

Kaikeyi and Kaushalya, when they saw Sumitra, were jealous of her beauty

With his three queens, the king lived in Ayhodhya, but he was childless.

In the Rohini constellation, Shani (Saturn) came by, causing famine in Ayodhya. The king, busy with his wives never realized what was happening in his land. The people were suffering.

Narada went to the place where the king was. Seeing Narada, the king welcomed him. Narada said while others are trying to save themselves from the rain being sent by Indra, your people are suffering from drought and famine. You are enjoying with your wives, but your people have troubles.

The king went out and went to see what his land was like. In the North side, all rivers were dry. Tired, the king took refuge under a tree. On the tree, there was a bird couple who were talking among themselves. The female bird was saying that she was tired of living in the land where the king was not bothered about his subjects. The male bird said it was not like this before. I have seen good days here. My ancestors have lived here and I would like to live and die here too.

The king had been listening to this. He said, Indra had promised my grandfather never to have drought and famine in Ayodhya. He has not kept his word. He needs to taught a lesson.

Going heavenwards, the king called out to Indra.

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