There was a prince. His father, the king wished to handover the kingdom to his son and himself to go to the forest for penance. His Prime Minister was very cunning. He managed the army chief and captured the reign and put the king in jail. The prince fled to the forest. His condition became very wretched. He changed his dress and began to wander hither and thither. To get rid of hunger, he started begging. Once, he went to a village which belonged to another country. No one knew him. In disguise of a beggar, he went door to door and reached to a cottage of an old woman. She was a very pious and spiritual woman and great devotee of Lord Krishna. Seeing the beautiful young prince, she thought as if Krishna had come in disguise. She worshipped him and offered sweets and fruits. He took rest in the cottage. In the evening, he played with the village boys. The old lady introduced him as her distant related grandson. He stayed there for some days and spent the time in playing, singing and dancing with village boys. There, he heard about the swayamvar (self-choosing bridegroom ceremony by a marriageable girl) of the princess of the kingdom. He wanted to see the swayamvar and went to the ceremony place with his new village friends. The princes of so many countries were sitting on beautiful chairs, specially decorated for them. My prince sat among the rural boys with his friends on the ground. Even being in costume of a village boy, there was a special glazing on his face. The princess took wedding garland in her hands and started moving around. She reached to one prince, saw his face and moved ahead towards another. Here I recall one scene of ‘Kalidas’s Meghdootam’. “Sanchaarinee deep-shikhev raatrou, yan yan vyateetaay patibmveraa saa. Narendra maargatt iv prapede, vivarnabhaavan sah sah bhoomipaalah.” Like the above scene, in the swayamvar of Indumatee, the princes are sitting in the row. Garland in her hands, she moves before every prince. The scene seems like a female moving on the raajmaarg (state highway) having a lamp in her hand and passing across regal buildings one-by-one. The prince’s face in the front shines like the building in the front. The prince’s face left back seems dull like the building left back. This ‘Upamaa Alankaar-coparision’ appealed so much to the latter poets that they started to tell Kalidas ‘deepshikha kavi’.
My princess also gave two rounds and lastly chose my hero, the village boy sitting on the ground. My hero got married the princess. With the help of this neighbor king (his father-in-law), he attacked at his kingdom and won. The treacherous prime-minister and army chief were punished and the previous king (his father) was crowned.
Life is always a chance. I don’t know what will happen in the next moment. Before a second there is life and after a second we find death. ‘Man proposes, God disposes.’ God’s writing is fixed which is sure to be happened. I start my own dream which may be similar or adverse to the God's writing. If similar, the result is auspicious. If the line of action is reverse, result is adverse. Hence, it has been called to do the job ideally which has been allotted by the heaven. Never curse your circumstances or fate. Always think that God has given most favorable situation to all, which will best suit us. OHM NAMO SRI RAMANAY.
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