'I
am very pleased with your hospitality Pritha!' Sage Durvasa's face
crinkled into a smile. 'Ask for anything you wish!' He said as he
looked at the sixteen year old Pritha standing before him.
(Pritha
and Vasudeva (The Dark Lord - Krishna's father) were the children of
King Surasena from the Yadava clan. When Pritha had been very young,
Surasena had given her in adoption to his childless cousin King
Kuntibhoja. Kuntibhoja doted on Pritha so much that he changed her
name from Pritha to Kunti.)
While
answering the sage, Kunti not only displayed her intelligence, but
also her maturity by which she was able to please the ferocious sage.
(Sage Durvasa was an extraordinarily powerful sage with a serious
flaw. He got angry extremely fast and in his anger he very often
cursed people.) 'My Lord! You know of all the things that has
happened and the things that are going to happen! Please give me any
boon which you feel would be useful for me in my future!'
Sage
Durvasa smiled. Of course, he knew Kunti's destiny. He took a deep
breath. 'Pritha! There is a mantra by which you would have the power
to invoke any God of your choice! Once the mantra is uttered, the
Deva would appear before you and offer you a child with the power of
the Deva!'
Why
would I need the mantra?
Kunti wondered briefly but then she shook her head. If the Sage felt
it was necessary for her to learn the mantra, she would learn it....
And
so Kunti learnt the mantra. His mission completed there, the sage
left the palace and went back to the forests leaving behind the young
Kunti with her new found knowledge.
Any
Deva? Did she really have the power to invoke any Deva of her choice?
Kunti sat in her palace as she
stared out of the window the sun's rays washing her. The
sage had unconditionally given her this power....Kunti
frowned....Would the mantra really work?
The
sun was feeling warm today and without even realizing it, Kunti
started murmuring the mantra staring at the sun.
Before
Kunti knew what was happening, a dazzling light was filled in the
room. Kunti gasped as she saw the shining Surya Deva standing before
her! 'My Lord!' Kunti bowed looking flustered.
'You
summoned me by the mantra!' was all Surya said.
Kunti
blinked. She had not realized what she had done. She shook her head
hurriedly. 'No my Lord! You do not understand! What I did....I did
without understanding!' Kunti was suddenly feeling ashamed wondering
what her father would say if he came to know of this....Much to her
horror, Kunti saw Surya shake his head. 'I am sorry but I am bound by
the mantra!'
Kunti
continued, wailing. 'You do not understand! I am not married! How on
earth, can I have a child now?'
The
Sun God shook his head. 'I cannot go back without abiding by the
mantra! However do not worry, you would be a virgin, even after you
have the child....!'
And
so Kunti had a glorious and beautiful child...wonders of wonders the
child was born with earrings and a natural armour around his body!
The
Sun God vanished from there....
Kunti
realized that she could not keep the child with her. She repeatedly
regretted her hasty action of summoning the Sun God. Probably deep
down, she realized that this child....her son, her first born
son....would be the one who would face a harsh difficult world for
her mistakes....She wept as she wrapped the child in a cloth and put
the baby inside a box and let the box float in the River Aswa.....
From
there the box floated to the Charmanwati to the Yamuna and finally to
the Ganga.....The child inside the box was alive and fine. Destiny
had kept the child alive for a purpose...
Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteHer name was Prutha, also spelled as Pritha, not Preetha!
ReplyDeleteHas given me a lot of in sites to our history. From where do you get this stories?
ReplyDeleteMost of my stories are taken from the Mahabharata and Ramayana. Sometimes I refer to the Puranas for these stories. I am glad the stories were helpful to you.
DeleteMost of my stories are taken from the Mahabharata and Ramayana. Sometimes I refer to the Puranas for these stories. I am glad the stories were helpful to you.
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