and unable to contain
the cup of joy overflowing at the long parade of gala affairs mirthful or
sorrowful, if you open your eyes hurriedly to see for yourself all those grand
spectacles, you find yourself standing right in front of that lovely
Mitriyunjaya statue, installed at the cross roads - one road taking to Kankhal,
the then capital of Dakshaprajapati, and the other straight to Har-ki-Pairi, the
prime centre of pilgrim attraction; the grand scene of every divinised episode;
the star enticement of tourists and finally the hub of socio-religious activity.
No
pilgrim centre of our akhanda Bharatha kanda, from Amarnath to Kumari, and
Dwaraka to Kamkshipur boasts of such glorious place, or capable of unfolding
such wide range of varied spectacles, or delighting the eyes with colourful
fantasies, or regaling the soul with sublime memories, or feasting the ears with
sonorous sankirthanas, or elevating the mind with intellectual discourses as
this sublimes spot that recreates magnificently sublime, ostentatiously awe-inspiring
scenes of the Vedic age, presided over by a Maharajadhiraja performing a
horse-sacrifice, or mahayaga.
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