As
the brothers were going to Dwaraka after escaping the fire, they saw
the beautiful mountain of Raivataka on the way.
But
that was not surprising.
What
was, was that there was a ravishing beauty standing beside the
mountain and beside the girl, there was an old man – a very
troubled looking old man.
Though
the old man was troubled, there was no doubt that the man was a king
and the jewels that he wore looked like the jewels of very old times.
But
the man carried himself like a king and had perfect regal bearings as
he studied the two brothers, looking a little worried.
"Who
are you, sir?" Balarama asked as he was studying the old man.
The
girl was breathtakingly beautiful. So beautiful that Balarama could
not even look at her.
"My
name is Kakudmi. Some people even call me Revata." The man spoke
in an ancient language which was almost forgotten by the locals.
Mercifully, the two brothers were able to follow him. "I am the
king of the kingdom of Kusasthali."
Balarama
was shocked.
"Kusasthali?"
He demanded looking like he was unable to believe what he was
hearing.
"Yes."
That was the first time the girl spoke. She had a beautiful voice and
it was definitely haunting Balarama. "I am the princess of that
kingdom." There was a slight anger in her voice as if she just
could not believe that someone would doubt her and her father.
"You
do not understand, my princess," Krishna said with twinkling
eyes. "We have only read
about the kingdom of Kusasthali. That kingdom is spoken of in the
history of the Yadavas. And incidentally, our kingdom of Dwaraka is
built on the place where the kingdom of Kusasthali once existed."
Krishna told the stupefied princess.
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"Why
don't you tell us about yourself, king?"
Krishna
asked the king, as they had reached the kingdom of Dwaraka.
The
moats of the kingdom were drawn in and the princess and the king were
treated with utmost respect.
It
was only after this that Krishna had started talking.
Balarama
for his part was strangely silent.
If
Krishna found that odd he made no mention about it. But absolutely
everyone could know that Krishna's eyes were looking unduly
mischievous. Even more mischievous than he usually looked.
Kakudmi,
unfortunately did not know much about Balarama or Krishna and the
king saw nothing unusual as he continued.
"As
I have told you I am the king of Kusasthali." Kakudmi paused as
he studied his beautiful daughter.
She
blushed slightly and she looked dazzlingly beautiful as Kakudmi
turned to Krishna.
"I
wanted to find a good groom for my daughter."
Balarama
nearly gasped as he caught himself at the last minute, as the king
continued. "I could not find anyone on earth or even among the
Devas. So I approached Lord Brahma, the Creator Lord."
"Lord
Brahma?" Krishna murmured. "You went to Satyaloka, the
realm of Lord Brahma?"
Kakudmi
nodded as he realized that Krishna had understood his problem. But
for the benefit of Balarama, Kakudmi continued. "When we arrived
at Satyaloka, Lord Brahma was listening to the musical presentation
of the Gandharvas - the musicians of the Devas."
Balarama
frowned as Kakudmi continued. "I waited for the presentation to
get over. That proved to be a mistake." Kakudmi said heavily.
"Mistake?"
Balarama asked almost harshly.
"Yes."
Kakudmi continued. "You see the time in different realms pass
differently. A few minutes in Satyaloka, is a few years
on earth. Me and my daughter were there for the entire
musical presentation. So, by the time the presentation was over, all
the people that I knew on earth were dead - even their families were
all gone. Nothing remained."
"What
happened after that?" Balarama asked and now he was really
intrigued.
"At
that time that I was talking to Lord Brahma, I did not realize this.
I told him of my problem and asked him to suggest a good groom for my
daughter." Kakudmi looked at the fierce eyes of Balarama and
continued.
"Brahma
told me of what had happened on earth during the time that I had
heard the musical presentation. After that, Lord Brahma told me
another story and then the Lord asked me to come back to Raivataka."
"What
story?" Krishna asked, struggling not to smile. He just knew
where this was going.
"He
told me the story of Chakshush Manu, a powerful king who ruled over
the earth." Kakudmi sounded worried as he looked at the two
brothers.
"What
about Chakshush Manu?" Balarama demanded impatiently.
"Not
him." Kakudmi corrected slowly. "Manu's daughter -
Jyotishmati."
"Who
is Jyotishmati?" Balarama was almost exasperated as he threw up
his hands in despair.
"Chakshush
Manu conducted a great sacrifice and Jyotishmati was born from the
sacrificial fires. She was supposed to be a great beauty. When she
grew up, she wanted to marry the mightiest of them all."
"Alright."
Balarama said realizing that he had to let the king go at his own
pace.
"So,
Jyotishmati first approached Indra."
"Indra,
the Lord of the Devas? The bringer of the rains?" Krishna asked
and he rolled his eyes looking very mischievous.
Kakudmi
nodded.
"But
Indra said that Vayu, the Lord of the Wind was stronger than him. And
he sent Jyotishmati to the Lord of the Wind."
Balarama
and Krishna looked at each other as Kakudmi continued.
"Vayu
said that he was not strong enough and that the earth was stronger
than him and that the Goddess of the Earth would know who was
stronger than Vayu."
Now,
Balarama realized why Krishna had been smiling the whole time and he
nearly blushed.
Naturally,
Kakudmi did not realize this, as he continued.
"The
Earth Goddess told Jyotishmati that Sesha, the thousand headed Snake
on which Lord Narayana rested was even more powerful than the earth
because Sesha held up the very earth on his head."
"Sesha?"
Balarama nearly croaked as Krishna just could not stop laughing.
"But
the story does not end there." Kakudmi said, not realizing the
mood of the two brothers. "Lord Brahma it seems, told
Jyotishmati, that an incarnation of Lord Sesha would appear on earth.
But that incarnation would appear 27 Yugas after
she was born."
"Oh."
Was all Balarama could manage as he was struggling not to look at the
laughing Krishna.
"Jyotishmati
was furious with this. That was when Brahma hastily told Jyotishmati
that she
would cross those 27 yugas and still marry the man." Kakudmi
said as he looked at the two brothers a little hopefully.
"I
just do not know what this story has to do with me or my daughter."
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Naturally,
Revathi, the daughter of Kakudmi who was Jyotishmathi reincarnated,
married Balarama, who was said to be the incarnation of Sesha, the
thousand headed snake on which Lord Narayana rests.
(The
story of Jyotishmati, the daughter of Chakshush Manu, is found in the
Garga Samhita)