Chapter
18
The Escape of Takshaka
Observing
the fight between the disappointed groups of suitors and
the Pândava brothers, Krishna and
Balarâma were smiling within themselves in
appreciation of the successful feat of Arjuna.
Your grandfathers had no knowledge who they were; they
had not seen them any time previously.
But when the
Pândavas reached their residence, the humble
home of a potter, with the newly-won bride, the daughter
of Drupada, and when Dharmaraja, the eldest
brother, was describing with great exultation the events
of the day, Balarâma and Krishna,
dressed in yellow silk and magnificent to behold, entered
that lowly cottage. They fell at the feet of aged
Kuntî, mother of your grandfathers. "Auntie!
We are your nephews", they said. "We are the children of
Nanda and Yas'odâ", and introduced
themselves. Then, they touched the feet of
Dharmaraja, prostrating themselves before him.
Krishna approached Arjuna and drew him
aside, with a sweet simple expression of affection. "I
know you, but you do not know me, I am seeing you now for
the very first time. I am the son of Vasudeva, my
name is S'rî Krishna. I am younger than you
are; still, when you achieved that victory in the Royal
Palace, I recognised that you are one of the
Pândava brothers and so, I understood that
you had escaped from the palace of lac wherein you were
when it was set on fire. From the moment my eyes fell on
you at the gathering of suitors there, I somehow felt
that you are Arjuna; I told my brother so. This is my
brother, Balarâma. I was very happy that I
recognised you and my brother too shared the joy. At
last, I am able to meet you. The bride is the embodiment
of virtue and intelligence."
Speaking thus,
Krishna called Arjuna to a distance and whispered
in his ear, "Cousin! It is not advisable that you come
out in the open so soon. Stay on in disguise, for short
periods, in one place or other, for some more time".
Then, He took leave of His aunt and others and left, with
His elder brother Balarâma.
From that day, the
affection between Krishna and Arjuna grew
more and more intense; it grew into a huge tree and
yielded fruits rich with sweetness, which they shared. In
that sweetness, their minds merged and became one. Mark!
The first time your grandfather met Lord S'rî
Krishna, He was at the Wedding Hall of Draupadî,
the Kalyana Mantapa. The significance of this lies
in the fact that they too were bound throughout the years
in bonds of love and affection of unfailing friendship.
To consummate that friendship, Krishna taught him
the highest wisdom. "Did you note how chummy that
consummate trickster was with your grandfather?" With
that question, Vyâsa rose and collected his things,
in an attempt to depart.
Observing this,
Parîkchit pleaded piteously, wiping the tears of
joy that filled his eyes, "Master! You have made the Lord
stand clear before me, with your description of His
lîlâ and His grace. Please tell me more of
the many occasions on which the Lord showered His mercy
on my grandfathers, how He moved close with them and
rescued them from calamity; sleep is deserting my eyes
and prompting me to listen to the stories of God. Make
this night holy by relating to me the glory of the Lord.
That alone can give me satisfaction. Let me spend the
night in His thoughts...., your silence is causing me
great agony."
Vyâsa saw the
steadfastness and devotion of Parîkchit and changed
his decision. He said, "Son! Were the mighty miracles of
Krishna one or two in number, I could have
described them to you. If one had a billion tongues, and
the whole of eternity before him, description of His
majesty can never be exhausted. All the Gods bowed before
Him with folded hands. Sometimes He would raise His
bhaktas to the skies; very soon He will drag them
down into the depths. He treated the world as a puppet
show. He was always radiant with His smile. He never knew
anxiety, disappointment or distress.
He
behaved sometimes like a common man, sometimes as an
innocent child, at other times as a near kinsman, or as
an intimate friend, or as a masterful monarch. Sometimes
He behaved as a playful cowherd boy. He had the capacity
and cleverness to play all roles with unique distinction.
He loved your grandfather, Arjuna, with special fervor.
He used to take him with Him, whatever the occasion or
place. Arjuna could move about freely even in the inner
apartments of the residence of the Lord. The Lord used to
play with your grandfather in the waters of the
Yamunâ, diving at one place and rising at a
distant spot to surprise him, calling on him to do
likewise if he could, competing with him in various
games, games which defy description and identification.
All of a sudden, He would take Arjuna to a solitary place
and converse with him there on some mysteries. He used
often to discard the smooth silken bed and sleep with His
head on Arjuna's lap instead.
Your grandfather too,
reciprocated that love to the full. Though sometimes they
were found angry against each other, talking as if they
were enraged, they made up very soon and resumed friendly
conversation quickly. My dear son, it can be said that
they were Nara and Nârâyana, like the
body and the breath; there was no Arjuna without
Krishna and no Krishna without
Arjuna. There was no secret which your grandfather
did not share with Krishna or which Krishna did not share
with your grandfather. Which particular episode in their
relationship am I to tell you now? Ask me any one which
you would like to hear and I shall gladly relate it to
you."
The Escape of
Takshaka
When Vyâsa
yielded thus to his importunity, Parîkchit
who was all attention replied in a voice stuttering with
emotion, "Master! I do not see clearly the reason why my
grandfather destroyed the Khândavavana
(the Khândava Forest) by means of a
conflagration. Tell me how Lord Krishna helped him
in the exploit. Make me happy by relating to me this
episode". Parîkchit fell at the sage's feet
and prayed that this may be described to him. Vyâsa
complimented him and said, "Right, you have made a
request which does credit to you. I shall
comply."
He continued, "Once,
when Krishna and Arjuna were resting
happily on the sands of the Yamunâ, oblivious of
the world and its tangles, an aged brahmin
approached them and said, 'Son! I am very hungry. Give me
a little food to appease it. I cannot keep alive, unless
you give me this'. At these words, they were suddenly
made aware of a strange presence. Though outwardly he
appeared natural, there was a divine effulgence around
him which marked him out as someone apart. Meanwhile,
Krishna came forward and accosted him. 'Great brahmin!
You do not appear merely human. You will not be satisfied
with ordinary food, I can surmise. Ask me the food that
you desire for; I shall certainly give you that'. Arjuna
stood at a distance watching this conversation with
amazement. For, he heard Krishna, who allayed the hunger
of all beings in all the worlds, asking this lean hungry
brahmin, what food will satisfy him! Krishna was
enquiring so quietly and with so much consideration that
Arjuna was filled with curiosity and
surprise."
The brahmin suddenly
burst into laughter and said, "Lord! Do you not recognise
me? There is nothing in this world - nay - in all the
fourteen worlds that is beyond your ken. I am
Prâna, one vital principle, in your
creation. I am Agni the fire-principle. I regret
to inform you that even I have fallen ill. To cure my
indigestion I feel I must consume the arboreal juice of
the Khândava forest. That forest must be
burnt in flames. That alone can appease my hunger and
restore my appetite."
At this, Krishna
asked him, "Well, consume it; why did you come to Me for
this? This is indeed amazing; you have power to reduce
the universe into ash! Why do you crave another's help?"
When Krishna asked him thus, pretending that he
did not know, Agni answered, "Lord! You know
everything. Does not the great serpent, Takshaka live in
this Khândavavana, with his kith and kin,
his attendants and associates? Indra, the god of rain is
his close friend; so, he has undertaken the
responsibility of guarding that forest against fire and
other calamities. He has given his word of honor that he
will save the forest and thus, save Takshaka. So, as soon
as I start eating up the forest, Indra will send his
minions and soak the place with rain. I will be scotched
into inaction; I cannot eat any more. So, I am taking
refuge in You."
Krishna laughed
at his fears. He said, "If so, we shall help you out.
Tell us what we should do and we are ready." Agni
was delighted. He exclaimed, "I am indeed blessed; I am
saved. You can, if you only decide to keep back the rain
that Indra showers by covering the forest with a roof of
arrows that will allow me to consume the Vana
undisturbed." Krishna assured him that his request
will be fulfilled.
Your grandfather
addressed Agni thus: "You can burn up the
Vana, without hesitation. My arms have enough
strength to oppose and overwhelm not one Indra but even
ten millions of them. But, I have not got with me the
arrows necessary for this operation and the chariot that
can carry all that weight. If these are supplied, I shall
carry out your task, with the gracious permission of
Krishna."
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