рдоंрдЧрд▓рд╡ाрд░, 24 рдЕрдк्рд░ैрд▓ 2018

ЁЯСЙ King Nripendra

ЁЯФ╖ The glory of king Nripendra of Mahismati had spread far and wide like the scattered luminescence of the full moon. The treasury, army, power and beauty-everything was in plentiful abundance. King Nripendra was just and benevolent towards his subjects  who, in turn, held him in great adoration.

ЁЯФ╢ Time passed. Strengths declined. Old age began to creep over and with this gradually increased the king’s inner disquiet and dissatisfaction. He withdrew into a shell of silence and stopped seeing anybody . Restless and sad, the king was always  seen immersed in brooding.

ЁЯФ╖ One day, very early in the morning, the king strolled over the palace garden. Sitting on a quartz rock, and facing east, he was engrossed for long in an inward search for something. Slowly the sun rose over the horizon. Its vibrant rays fell upon the pond and stirred the ‘thousand petalled’ lotus. The flower was soon in full bloom and began spreading its beauty and fragrance all over.

ЁЯФ╢ The divine inner voice spoke: “Can you still not grasp the mystery of the sun’s splendour? From where does its brilliance come? Is not the radiating light the sun’s own inner pulsation? The fragrance of the lotus comes from within. This whole flux of life you see everywhere has sprouted forth from within the cosmic spirit. The source of delight is hidden inside you. You will have to awaken it. For this, you have to orient yourself inward and do jivana sadhana

ЁЯУЦ From Akhand Jyoti

рдХोрдИ рдЯिрдк्рдкрдгी рдирд╣ीं:

ЁЯСЙ рдорд╣िрдоा рдЧुрдгों рдХी рд╣ी рд╣ै

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