The hawk
suggested: "There is only one way you can save the dove. Give me part of your own
flesh equal in weight to that of the dove." Shibi
said: "How happy I am to hear you say that! Here, take this."
With this, Shibi cut a part of his flesh from his body, and
placed it in one of the pans of a balance and put the dove in the other pan. But it was
less than the weight of the dove. So the king cut some more of his flesh and put it in the
balance. It made no difference. More and more of Shibi's flesh was thrown into the
balance. But the balance was still tipped on the side of the dove. As a final measure, the
king threw his own body into the scale against that of the dove. Only then did the two
weights seem equal.
Then Shibi said to the hawk: "Now you can eat me and
let the dove go."
Then the birds revealed their real forms as Indra and Agni.
They said: "Shibi, we came to test your devotion to
your dharma. We are fully satisfied that nothing will make you forsake your dharma.
We bless you!"
The Gods then returned to heaven.
Shibi ruled the country for a long time. After death he
went to heaven. His name is now the very symbol of self-sacrifice. |