Chapter
LXXXIII
(Vetála)
So king
Trivikramasena again went to the aśoka-tree, and taking the Vetála down from
it, placed him on his shoulder, and set out. Then the Vetála said to him;
“King, this wandering about in a cemetery at night is inconsistent with your
kingly rank. Do you not see that this place of the dead is full of ghosts, and
terrible at night, and full of darkness as of the smoke of funeral pyres. Alas!
what tenacity you display in this undertaking you have engaged in, to please
that mendicant! So listen to this question from me which will render your
journey more agreeable.”
Story
of Anangarati and her four suitors
There is in
Avanti a city built by gods at the beginning of the world, which is limitless
as the body of Śiva, and renowned for enjoyment and prosperity, even as his
body is adorned with the snake’s hood and ashes. It was called Padmávatí in the
Kṛita Yuga, Bhogavatí in the Tretá Yuga, Hiraṇyavatí in the Dvápara Yuga, and
Ujjayiní in the Kali Yuga. And in it there lived an excellent king, named
Víradeva, and he had a queen named Padmarati. The king went with her to the
bank of the Mandákiní, and propitiated Śiva with austerities, in order to
obtain a son. And after he had remained a long time engaged in austerities, he
performed the ceremonies of bathing and praying, and then he heard this voice
from heaven, uttered by Śiva, who was pleased with him, “King, there shall be
born to thee a brave son to be the head of thy family, and a daughter, who with
her matchless beauty shall put to shame the nymphs of heaven.” When king
Víradeva had heard this voice from heaven, he returned to his city with his
consort, having gained all he desired.
There he
first had a son born to him named Śúradeva, and after a time queen Padmarati
gave birth to a daughter. And her father gave her the name of Anangarati, on
the ground that she was beautiful enough to inspire love in the breast of
Cupid. And, when she grew up, in his desire to procure for her a suitable
husband, he had brought the portraits of all the kings of the earth, painted on
canvas. And as no one of them seemed a match for her, he said to his daughter,
in his tenderness for her; “I cannot find a suitable match for you, my
daughter, so summon all the kings of the earth, and select your own husband.”
When the princess heard that, she said to her father, “My father, I am too
modest to select my own husband, but I must be given in marriage to a
good-looking young man, who is a perfect master of one art; I do not want any
other better man.”
When the
king heard this speech of his daughter Anangarati, he proceeded to search for a
young man, such as she had described, and while he was thus engaged, there came
to him from the Dekkan four magnificent men, brave and skilful, who had heard
from the people what was going on. Those four suitors for the hand of the
princess were received with respect by the king, and one after another they
told to him in her presence their respective acquirements.
The first
said; “I am a Śúdra, Panchaphuṭṭika by name; I make every day five splendid
pairs of garments: The first of them I give to my god, and the second to a
Bráhman, the third I retain for my own wearing, the fourth I should give to my
wife, if this maid here were to become my wife, the fifth I sell, and procure
myself meat and drink: as I possess this art, let Anangarati be given to me.”
When he had
said this, the second man said, “I am a Vaiśya, Bháshájna by name, I know the
speech of all beasts and birds; so let the princess be given to me.”
When the
second had said this, the third said, “I am a Kshatriya king, by name Khaḍgadhara,
renowned for might of arm: my equal in the art of swordsmanship does not exist
upon the earth, so bestow this maiden on me, O king.”
When the
third had said this, the fourth said, “I am a Bráhman, named Jívadatta, and I
possess the following art; I can restore to life dead creatures, and exhibit
them alive; so let this maiden obtain for a husband me, who am renowned for
daring exploits.”
When they
had thus spoken, the king Víradeva, with his daughter by his side, seeing that
they were like gods in shape and dress, remained lost in doubt.
When the
Vetála had told this story, he said to king Trivikramasena, menacing him with
the before-mentioned curse, “So tell me, king, to which of these four ought the
maiden Anangarati to be given?”
When the
king heard this, he gave the Vetála the following answer; “You are thus
repeatedly making me break silence simply in order to waste time; otherwise,
master of magic, how could you possibly ask such an absurd question? How can a
woman of Kshatriya caste be given to a Śúdra weaver? Moreover, how can a
Kshatriya woman be given to a Vaiśya? And as to the power of understanding the
language of beasts and birds, which he possesses, what is the practical use of
it? And as for the third, the Bráhman, who fancies himself such a hero, of what
worth is he, as he is a sorcerer, and degraded by abandoning the duties of his
caste? Accordingly the maiden should be given to the fourth suitor, the
Kshatriya Khaḍgadhara, who is of the same caste and distinguished for his skill
and valour.”
When the
Vetála heard this, he left the king’s shoulder, as before, and quickly returned
by the power of his magic to his own place, and the king again pursued him, as
before, to recover him, for despondency never penetrates into a hero’s heart,
that is cased in armour of fortitude.
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