Prince Vardhman was born with a lot of genetic intelligence thanks to Rishabhdev’s blessings. Many knowledges about human life he gained through practical experiences even before his formal education started. Infact he had been teaching lessons to others in compassion, love, mercy, respect, fearlessness and equality through his own acts setting examples.At the age of […]
The time rolled by. The days accumulated into weeks, months and years. Meanwhile the kingdom kept on prospering. The subjects were experiencing newer and news levels of happiness and contentment. There never was so much peace and progress in the entire land. Thus, seven happy years went by.Vardhman no more crawled on the floors or
The time went by. The excitement continued to build up as the delivery period closed in. The king had stopped going to the royal court. He was camping in the palace permanently so as not to miss the new born’s cry signalling his arrival in the world of the mortals.The royal physician also stayed with
It didn’t take long for the queen Trishala to show all the signs of the pregnancy the entire royal family was so eagerly waiting for. The royal family knew the significance of the pregnancy as it knew who it was in the womb. Entire kingdom burst into celebrations as every citizen and courtier was aware
After night meals the king and queen got talking to their son, Prince Nandivardhan and the daughter, Princes Sudarshana. The parents gradually broke the news of the prophecy of Lord Rishabhdev to their children. They could not help sharing the blissful joy generated by the incident with their own flesh. The prince and the princess
In pre-Christ era, ‘Kundgram’ was a capital town of incredible beauty. It boasted of magnificent regal palaces, grand mansions of rich merchants and people of wealth, bustling bazaars, gardens, ponds and houses of happy citizens.The real beauty of Kundgram was in its natural settings. The town was a jewel placed in the inner bottom of
At last Shravana carried his parents to all the major pilgrim centres that were on his list. Now the three were returning to Ayodhya. Unfortunately Vidya had already become history. Near Ayodhya on the bank of Saryu Shravana carefully put down his carry pole for a breather. They were also feeling thirsty.“Son Shravana,” Shantavana called
When Shravana set out on pilgrimage with his parents it was a very auspicious hour. King Dashratha, Sage Vashishtha, noblemen, courtiers and people had gathered to see off Shravana on his holy journey.King Dashratha said, “Son Shravana Kumar, with dedication take your parents on pilgrimage. Our good wishes are with you. We will pray for
Shravana was getting overtaken by the idea of somehow gaining eyesight back for his parents. He saw great hope in Sage Vashishtha who had worked miracles for the royal family and others. So he decided to go to the royal guru of Raghu dynasty, the rulers of Ayodhya. One day he set out for the
Shantavana and Gyanwati knew the involvement of Shravana with Vidya and all about their meetings. They were also getting interested in the girl called Vidya. The girl was not a total stranger to them. They knew her father Gyandev very well. In the good old days Shantavana and Gyandev had been friends. From a good
Next day Shravana had gone to the garden for the flowers. He was picking up roses on that day. He was hurrying up with the task. Suddenly a thorn pricked his finger badly. With a cry he withdrew his hand and in the process the thorn tore his flesh creating a long gash. Blood spurted
Shravana Kumar began to grow up in the care of his blind parents. Shantavana and Gyanwati always fussed over their son. By feeling they became familiar with every inch of Shravana. A very cute the boy was. The women would describe the beauty of the baby in detail to Gyanwati who could never tire out
Shantavana and Gyanwati had displaced their sadness of the loss of eyesight with the joy of begetting son. They joined the festivities of the birth and generously distributed sweets and gifts to priests. They could be found fussing over their child, fondling it and making funny sounds for the baby. All the time they would
Sage Trijata was a great spiritualist, penance maker and religious scholar of his time. With several disciples and students he used to live in his ashram away from the crowds. He was a greatly respected figure. The disciples and pupil held him in high esteem. Even families invited him to their abodes for religious education,
Shantavana and Gyanwati had lived like two spiritualists in the forest of Naimisha for 12 years, lived on roots and wild fruits, made penance and gained boon from the propitiated Brahma. They were very pleased with their achievement. The two returned to Ayodhya happily to resume their domestic life as before.They were sure of the