It
was a price that could not be thought of without shame. He there fore returned to his
capital, Hastinapura, sick with baffled desire. He did not reveal the matter to anyone and
languished in silence.
One day Devavrata asked his father: "My
father, you have all that heart could wish.' Why then are you so unhappy? How is it that
you are like one pining away with a secret sorrow?"
The king replied: "Dear son, what you say
is true. I am indeed tortured with mental pain and anxiety. You are my only son and you
are always preoccupied with military ambitions. Life in the world is uncertain and wars
are incessant. If anything unto- ward befalls you our family will become extinct. Of
course, you are equal to a hundred sons.
Still, those who are well read in the
scriptures say that in this transitory world having but one son is the same as having no
son at all. It is, not proper that the perpetuation of our family should depends on a
single life, and above all things I desire the perpetuation of our family. This is the
cause of my anguish." The father prevaricated, being ashamed to reveal the whole
story to his son.
Thewise Devavrata realised that theremust be a
secret cause for the mental condition of his father, and questioning the king's charioteer
came to know of his meeting with the fishermaiden on the banks of the Yamuna. He went to
the chief of the fishermen and besought his daughter's hand on his father's behalf.
The fisherman was respectful, but firm:
"My daughter is indeed fit to be the king's spouse; then should not her son become
king? But you have been crowned as the heir-apparent and will naturally succeed your
father, It is this that stands in the way." |