DASAKOM 23
STANZA 1
ANOTHER DAKSHA, SON OF PRACHETHAS, MARRIED ASIKNI,
AND WORSHIPPED YOU, IN ORDER TO PROPAGATE HIS FAMILY,
AND YOU APPEARED BEFORE HIM,
SHINING WITH EIGHT ARMS,
AND GAVE HIM ASIKNI AS WIFE
STANZA 2
AND HAD A HUNDRED SONS, OF WHOM,
FIRST NINE, SANAKA AND OTHERS BECAME WANDERING FRIARS,
FOLLOWING NAARADA'S ADVICE, AT WHICH, DAKSHA CURSED HIM,
WHICH THAT GREAT DEVOTEE OF YOURS CONSIDERED A BLESSING INDEED
STANZA 3
AS HE WENT ON HAVING MORE CHILDREN,
THE NEXT HUNDRED SONS BECAME BRAHMINS
BY PERFORMING SEVERE PENANCES,
AND YOU WERE BORN AS THE LAST OF THEM
STANZA 4
ONCE IN THE LONG PAST,
IN THE COUNTRY OF THE SHOORASENAS, CHITRAKETHU,
WHO GOT A SON, BY ANGIRAS'S POWERS,
WAS EXTREMELY DEPRESSED,
WHEN HE WAS MURDERRD BY HIS JEALOUS STEPMOTHERS
STANZA 5
TO HIM, CAME KINDLY ANGIRAS ALONG WITH NAARADA,
AND WHEN THEY BROUGHT AND SHOWED HIM HIS SON'S SOUL,
AND HE ASKED, "WHOSE SON AM I?"
GOT ENLIGHTENED AND BECAME FREE OF HIS DELUSION, MY LORD
STANZA 6
HE LEARNT FROM NAARADA, HYMNS AND MANTHRAS,
AND WORSHIPPING YOU, IN THE FORM OF ANANTHA,
BECAME THE KING OF VIDYAADHARAS, KUBERA'S COURT SINGERS,
AND EVEN THEN CONTINUED WORSHIPPING YOU WITH THE SAME DEVOTION
AS BEFORE
STANZA 7
YOU APPEARED BEFORE HIM, IN THE FORM OF ANANTHA,
HIS HUNDRED HEADS, WHITE LIKE LOTUS STALKS,
AFTER BLESSING HIM, AND TEACHING THE TRUTH
OF EXISTENCE, DISAPPEARED
STANZA 8
HE, FOR LAKHS AND LAKHS OF YEARS,
ROAMED HAPPILY, WITH NO ATTACHMENT,
HIS GIRLS SINGING
YOUR DEVOTIONAL HYMNS, ACCOMPANYING HIM
STANZA 9
SURELY IN ORDER TO REMOVE COMPLETELY HIS ATTACHMENTS,
YOU PROMPTED HIM TO LAUGH AT LORD SHIVA,
SEATED IN THE MIDST OF GREAT SAINTS,
AND WITHOUT SHAME, HOLDING ON HIS LAP, PAARVATHY WHO CURSED
HIM
STANZA 10
HE ACCEPTED THE CURSE COOLLY, WITHOUT APOLOGIES,
AND BORN AS THE DEMON, VRITHRA,
TAUGHT EVEN HIS ENEMIES, THE TRUE NATURE OF THE SELF,
AND BECAME ONE WITH YOU
STANZA 11
DITHI WORSHIPPED YOU, IN ORDER TO KILL INDRA,
AND THE MARUTHS, WHO TURNED OUT TO BE INDRA'S FRIENDS
YOUR WORSHIP, EVEN DONE WITH BAD INTENTIONS, BRINGS ONLY GOOD
MAY YOU, SUCH A STOREHOUSE OF THE GOOD, SAVE ME FROM MY VERY
BAD ILLNESSES, MY LORD
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