He
cried: "Stop, stop, why are you bent on this horrid and unnatural murder of your own
innocent babes?" With this outburst the king restrained her.
"O great king," she replied,
"you have forgotten your promise, for your heart is set on your child, and you do not
need me any more. I go. I shall not kill this child, but listen to my story before you
judge me. I, who am constrained to play this hateful role by the curse of Vasishtha, am
the goddess Ganga, adored of gods and men.
Vasishtha cursed the eight Vasus to be born in
the world of men, and moved by their supplications said, I was to be their mother. I bore
them to you, and well is it for you that it was so, for you will go to higher regions for
this service you have done to the eight Vasus. I shall bring up this last child of yours
for some time and then return it to you as my gift."
After saying these words the goddess
disappeared with the child. It was this child who later became famous as Bhishma. This was
how the Vasus came to incur Vasishtha's curse: they went for a holiday with their wives to
a mountain tract where stood the hermitage of Vasishtha: One of them saw Vasishtha's cow,
Nandini, grazing there.
Its divinely beautiful form attracted him and
he pointed it out to the ladies. They were all loud in praise of the graceful animal, and
one of them requested her husband to secure it for her.
He replied: "What need have we, the devas,
for the milk of cows? This cow belongs to the sage Vasishtha who is the master of the
whole place. Man will certainly become immortal by drinking its milk; but this is no gain
to us, who are already immortal. Is it worth our while incurring Vasishtha's wrath merely
to satisfy a whim?" |