king felt humiliated and could not stomach such an insult by an
ordinary mortal, knowing nothing except singing and moreover owning
nothing except tambura and chirutalu, the indispensable accessories
for singing. Above all, in the open court, moreso when he requested
twice. Forthwith he bade his officials to handcuff and throw him
into prison. Power knows no reason, nor arrogance any decency and
decorum. Royal rage is always headless and haughty, which no doubt
rebounds invariably. Sooner or later.
king did not know this universal truth, nor estimated properly the
soul force of god-men. Even before leaving the durbar hall, the
servants rushing towards told him that the chains bound to Acharya's
hands snapped themselves automatically and fell down crackling. The
king was stunned and looked blank-stood for a moment motionless.
Recovering, he said, "Let me see how he will be freed, and who
could come to rescue. I will not let him off without due punishment
for defiance of my order".