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He told the Guru that he was a brahmin, but truth could not be suppressed for long. Once, Parashurama, to test the bhakti of his shishya lay down and rested his head in Karna’s lap. When the old man was fast asleep, a bee stung Karna and to his great discomfort kept biting again and again. He told the Guru that he was a brahmin, but truth could not be suppressed for long. Once, Parashurama, to test the bhakti of his shishya lay down and rested his head in Karna’s lap. When the old man was fast asleep, a bee stung Karna and to his great discomfort kept biting again and again. It was a painful procedure but Karna kept still lest his Guru might be disturbed. After some time the old man woke up to find the blood-soaked leg of his pupil. He immediately realised that this young man, to be so indifferent to his suffering must have been none else than a kshatriya. On inquiry the truth came out and then he burst into flames of rage. He told Karna thathe had cheated his Guru and hence whatever Vidya he had received from him would be fruitless when really required. And every body knows the result.
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