|Such a unique ailment finds a
permanent, sure cure in the imperishable scriptures only. For, no potion, nor application of any
physician could cure it. So, Upagupta unfolded the holy treasure of Buddhist Dharma to
Asoka. Asoka saw in it, the torch of 'Dharma' held aloft and burning with
such effulgence equal to that of the Sun. It at once shattered the thick
layers of darkness clinging to his mind. The light, though powerful was found to he mellowed and soft.
He saw in the innermost chamber, something written in golden letters
on the white marble. It read thus: "Desire is the root-cause of suffering. Strike at
its root, at once. Nirvana is attainable by the eight - fold path. Practise forthwith. Rituals
and conventions lead anywhere, but to heaven. Off from them".
Asoka appeared convinced. Seeing
Asoka getting enlightened, the Guru laid his benign, magic fingers on
the delicate imperial heart of Asoka. The chords responded. Miraculous!
Were they strings of harp to produce such ethereal harmony? The distinct sweet notes mingled
with one another instantaneously. Ah Lovely! There emerged then a symphony of the
rarest kind. It echoed "Buddham Saranam Gatchami" - Take refuge in Buddha
again and again, in distinct and clear voice. Enough! This is what Upagupta had earnestly desired
and Asoka ardently yearned for.