Chapter 10 : Wricheek's Love
Wricheek, the great sage, Aurva's son,
Dhyans always, for God is his mourn.
He has great spiritual power,
Like God he can build a tower
Of his creation, run it himself,
But keeps his abilities in shelf
Of heart. He but meditates,
Beholds Brahma always.
His soul and Brahma together stays,
In Brahma his mind finds the base.
Beside high road he made his cottage.
One day King Gaadhi passed his hermitage
With his soldiers, horses and chariots
And only daughter Satyavatee on his chariot.
Wricheek was enamored at her grace,
Felt attracted seeing her face.
Decided to marry her the sage,
His desire never to cage.
Kanyakubja he straight went
To get the great King's consent.
On the road were various men,
Various shop-keepers' inward pain.
Wricheek felt in heart their trouble,
The ungodly multiple bubble
Made his heart sink, made him unsmart
He doesn't quite comply with the mortal part.
Anyway he reached King's court,
King Gaadhi was concerned at his report.
He knew how powerful he was
Hastened to ask his arrival's cause.
The straight saadhu did not loose time
Without fuss declared his intention prime.
"Your daughter I want the hand of,
I think I have fall in love.
It's all Kaam's play,
The god of love made me sway.
I'll care for her, don't worry,
I'll keep her comfortable, cheery."
For his only daughter the King had other plans,
He could not give her at anybody's hands.
Satyavatee deserves a worthy prince, he thought;
What catastrophe the day has brought!
To a poor sannyasee he cannot give her,
How to put the muni at bar.
Gaadhi said, "O muni great,
I never imagined our such great fate.
But of kanyaa-daan, the girl giving away,
We have a custom, we need a pay
Of thousand white horses with one ear black.
You need to pay without lack.
I know it's impossible for you,
But can't say no either to you.
Can you get it?" asked the King,
The muni understood what was to bring.
"Only thousand horses! It won't be difficult.
With Varun- god of water- I have to consult.
Prepare for marriage till that time,
Our harmony will together chime."
Returning his cottage for Varun he called,
The god hurriedly arrived, appalled.
"O munivar, pranaam", attentively he looked,
On muni's eyes his eyes hooked.
"Bring me thousand horses, all white" He said,
"With one ear dark, or I can't marry instead."
"Sure," said Varun, going away.
Lo! There are such horses at bray
In front of King's palace,
All alive in life of ace-
The muni. His power branched
To give power to the horses ranched.
They will live their lives
For long the saint's generating vibes.
The King had nothing to do,
Gave daughter with in mind rue.
Satyavatee, intelligent, energetic,
For muni's pleasure her seek.
In muni's cottage she stayed,
While Muni dhyaans instead.
Vrigu, by yog, knew this news,
Arrived to see fairing of twos.
Satyavatee cared for him most,
She became his great host.
Seva- service-dharma she freely executed,
Vrigu never found her to stand refuted.
Pleased, Vrigu said to ask for boon,
Satyavatee knew what was coming soon.
Intelligently she asked for a brother and son,
Her father's tension she didn't shun.
King Gaadhi had no heir,
Her chance for a son was rare.
So she found out this solution,
Her brother and son's substitution.
Vrigu gave her payas- milk and rice porridge-
To her and her mother, to unknown way fridge,
To be had piously, after bath.
To lead their way to fortune's path.
Wricheek and Satyavatee went to palace.
She met her mother face to face.
"O mother, drink this payas
That I got from Shree Vrigu's grace.
Then we will both have sons,
One son for each ones."
"This is the good fortune of us
Marrying you with Wricheek thus."
Her mother said, happy inward,
Her heart dancing like bird.
Next day they both went for bath
In river, for rituals aftermath.
Removing their clothes they took plunge,
Playing with water and doing body sponge.
Satyavatee's breasts oscillated in water,
Her mother pleased to see her daughter,
Her nipples round and tight,
Water flowing from her skin bright.
They both got up, rinsed their body,
Hurriedly went to have their foodie.
Alas! They chose wrong pots,
Ate to their hearts' lots.
Satyavatee went back to her hut,
Lead her life happily, but
Vrigu came to know all about this,
Re-arrived to his boon dismiss.
"Shame on you, you took payas wrong,
In mind you both are young.
Now your mother will have a Brahmagyani son
And you will have a warrior born.
His great power will unite the world,
Everywhere his flag will be furled."
Satyavatee, terrified at this news,
Knowing his son will Braahman clan abuse,
Pleaded Vrigu to alter the inevitable,
For Vrigu is nothing unable.
But Vrigu, adamant, said nothing could be done
For royal women of him making fun.
"At least," said Satyavatee, "make my grandson so,
So I will be free from this woe."
"So be daughter! Let so be!
Be your grandson a kshatriya." Thus said he.
In time Jamadagni took birth
To Wricheek and Satyavatee's mirth.
Shunahshep and Shunak are the sons other
Wricheek bore three sons as father.
Jamadagni grew up learned and strong,
Behavior showed to which ancestry he belongs.
He learnt military art,
His concentration never to part.
All he learnt without master,
He brought God in heart faster
Than others. His fame spread
All over. His asceticism made
All actions true for what he said.
He advised perfectly at any body's aid.
Veda-vetta, he was a rishi great,
His sidhhis none could equate.
These are spiritual power attained
By practice. Universal power unchained,
He could bring people alive
By connecting to universal vibe.
King Prasenjit's daughter Renukaa's hand
He sought to start tapasya grand
With her help. They had five sons
Between tapasya to keep away mourns.
Rumanvaan, Sushen, Vasu, Vishwaavasu
And Raam - the one was who
Youngest and God incarnate,
Came to reduce the earth's weight,
Weighty with wrong-doing people,
Their bubble ego arising to steep hill.
Raam was also the boldest,
In fight defeating the oldest.
Hail the arrival of Raam the Lord
For the wrong-doing in earth God cannot afford.