But,
he was exceedingly shy and disarmingly timid. Never moved in society, much less
with anyone of opposite sex. A freak! A bearded revered sage with a horn on head
at it; so was appropriately called Rishyasringa. His atomic power was of supreme
type that his very presence made the erring elements shudder and ready to do his
bidding. Even the planets too were willing to honour his word. The land of his
stay used to be Nandanavana, knowing not drought or famine. Subhiksha peace and
plenty used to stay with him wherever he went.
It
was during then the kingdom of Angas was ruled by Romapada, a powerful Samantha
of the Ayodhyapathi Dasaratha; the redoubtable emperor of Kosaldesa. A terrible
drought held its grip over his country - no rains for a long period, and famine
danced naked.Under the
advice of agamic pandits, he decided to invite Rishyasringa to his country; for,
it is believed that his presence would bring rains and drive out famine. But he
would not move of his ashram. So Romapada entrusted the task of bringing
Rishyasinga to his capital to a renowned beauty of the day.She
then contrived to build a make-shift hermitage on a boat and lured him into it
with her from angelic and music lilting.
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