O my master

 Jai Sri Ram,

On seeing his love and hearing his invaluable words, the compassionate Lord said, but where shall I go to find my equal, I myself, O king, shall be a son of you, then seeing Satrupa with her hands folded, He Said,

O good lady, ask whatever boon you please, O gracious Lord, the boon which the clever king has just asked has appealed to me much, But it is a great presumption, my lord, even though such presumption is liked by you,,

O friend of devotees, you are the progenitor even of Brahma and other gods, the lord of the universe and the supreme being who dwells in the heart of all, realizing this, my mind is filled with doubt but what, you have said is infallible, 

O my master, the bliss that is enjoyed and the gal that is reached by your own devotees, grant me your mercy, Lord, that very bliss the same destiny, the same devotion, the same attachment to your lotus feet, the same insight and the same mode of living,

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I would have a son like you

 Jai Sri Ram,

On hearing the words of the Lord, Manu joined his palms and summoning courage spoke in soft accents, now we have seen your lotus feet, all our desires have been fulfilled, yet one longing still lingers in my heart, It is easy of accomplishment and at the same time hard to attain,

Hence it cannot be expressed, O Lord, it is easy to grant it, but due to my wretched condition it appears to me so hard to attain, just as a pauper who has found a wish-yielding tree feels shy in asking for abundant wealth,

Little realizing its glory, even so, my heart is possessed by doubt, being the witness of all hearts, you know my mind, therefore, O my master, grant my desire, O king, ask of me unreservedly, there is nothing which I would not give you, 

O crest jewel of donors, O gracious lord, I tell you my sincere wish, I would have a son like you, 

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ask whatever boon you will,

 Jai Sri Ram,

His lotus feet, which attract the minds of sages like so many bees, were beyond description, on his left side shone his primordial energy, Sita, who is ever devoted to him, and who is a storehouse of beauty and the source of the universe, 

Sita who stood the left of Rama was the same from the fragment of whose being emanate countless Laxmies, Umas, and Brahmanis, all mine of virtues,  and mere play of whose brows bring cosmos into existence, on the form of Sri Hari, the ocean of beauty, 

Manu and Satrupa gazed intently with unblinking eyes, that incomparable beauty they looked on with reverence and would not feel sated with it, overcome with joy they lost consciousness of their body and fell flat on the ground, clasped his feet with their hands, the gracious Lord touched their heads with his lotus hands and lifted up at once, 

The compassionate lord then said, knowing that I am highly pleased with you and recognizing me as a great donor, ask whatever boon you will, 

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eddies on the Yamuna

 Jai Sri Ram,

His countenance resembled the autumnal full moon, was the very perfection of beauty, lovely were his cheeks and chin and his neck resembled the conch shell in its spiral shape, his ruddy lips, teeth, and nose were charming,

His smile put to shame the rays of the moon, his eyes possessed the exquisite beauty of freshly blown lotuses, and his lovely glance captivated the heart, his eyebrows stole the beauty of love's bow and a sectarian mark shone on the forehead, fish-shaped earrings hung from his earlobes and a crown adorned his head,  

His curly locks looked like a swarm of bees, and his breast was marked by the curl of hair and adorned with the beautiful wealth of sylvan flower, a string of precious stones, and other jeweled ornaments, and his strong and well build neck resembled that of a lion, and the lovely scared thread was suspended from it, 

His long beautiful arms resembled the trunk of an elephant, and the ornaments, that adorned them were also charming a quiver was tied to his waist and his hands bore an arrow and a bow,  His yellow robes put  to shame streaks of lightening and his belly had three folds while his attractive navel robbed as it were, the eddies on the Yamuna of their beauty, 

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O friends of forlorn

 Jai Sri Ram,

Listen, O Lord, You are a wish-yielding tree and a cow of plenty to your devotees, the dust bestows your feet is adored by Brahma, Hari, and Hara, you are easy to serve and a fountain of all blessings, you are the protector of the suppliant and the lord of all creation, both animate and inanimate, 

O friends of forlorn, if you have any affection for us, be pleased to grant us a boon, the form which dwells in the heart of Shiva and sought by the sages, which sports like a swan in the lake of Bhusandi's mind and is glorified by the Vedas as both with and without attributes,

Be gracious to us and let us feast our eyes on that form, O reliever of distress of suppliant, the soft and humble words of the royal couple, steeped in the nectar of love, were liked by the lord very much, full of affection for his devotees and storehouse of compassion, the all-powerful lord, who pervades the whole universe, manifested,

Billions and millions of loves blushed to behold the elegance of his worthy form, which resembled a blue lotus in the softness of its touch, a sapphire in its gloss, and a dark cloud in its freshness, 

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infused life into the dead

 Jai Sri Ram,

For ten thousand years they refused to inhale even air, held their breath, and remained standing on one leg, beholding their great penance Brahma, Hari, and Hararepeatedly called on Manu, tempted him in many ways, saying ASK FOR A BOON, but the king and queen were most resolute,

They did not swerve in spite of the deities' efforts to deflect them, although their frame was reduced to a mere skeleton, there was no least anguish in their heart, The Lord now recognize the king and queen as his own servants, the ascetic couple solely depended on him, and the deep voice thundered from the heaven,

Ask, Ask for a boon, the voice was steeped in the nectar of compassion, and was so charming that it infused life into the dead, entering through the cavity of ears when it reached their very heart, they found their body attractive, animated and robust as before as if they had just returned from home,

As the Royal couple heard words, which were delighted to the ear as nectar itself. the hair on their body bristled and a thrill ran through their limb, then fell prostrate on the ground, and with his heart overflowing with love Spoke_

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resigned the throne to his son

 Jai Sri Ram,

Manu then resigned the throne to his son, and departed for the forest with his wife, preeminent of all holy places is the celebrated Namisharanya, the most sacred and bestowed success on those striving for realization, multitudes of sages and adepts lived there, glad of heart kind proceed to that place, passing along the road, king and queen of resolute mind looked like the incarnation of spiritual wisdom and devotion respectively, on reaching the bank of Gomati, they bathed with delight in the limpid stream, 

Adepts and enlightened sages came to see him recognizing him in the roral sage a champion of virtue, reverently look upon them to all holy and lovely spots that were scattered here and there, with emaciated bodies and clad in hermits robes they daily listened to the Puranas, devotedly repeated the twelve letter verse, the mind was fondly devoted to the lotus feet of Lord Vishnu,

 They lived on vegetables, fruits, and roots and meditated on the absolute that Brahma, who by nature is truth personified, conscious, and bless combined, again they started penance for the sake of Hari, giving up roots and fruits for water alone, their heart was clamored, let us see with our eyes that supreme Lord who is without attributes, without parts and without beginning or end, who is contemplated by the exponents of the highest reality, whom Vedas describe in Negative terms, not this-not this, 

Who is bliss itself, unconditioned and without companion and form a particle of whose being emanate a number of Sambhus, Viranchis, and Vishnus, even such lord is subordinate to his devotees and assumes for their sake a form suitable for sport, if the above utterances of the Vedas are true, our desire will be surely accomplished, in this way six thousand years elapsed even while they lived on water, then another seven millennia they lived on air alone,

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of them born this human race

 Jai Sri Ram,

Hear, O daughter of the mountain king, another reason, why the unbegotten unequaled and formless Brahma became king of Ayodhya, I shall relate at length the marvelous story connected with it, the Lord whom you saw roaming in the forest with his brother in the garb of hermits, and whose doings drove you mad in the form of Sati to such an extent that the shadow of that madness haunts you even to this day,

Hear his exploits, which serve as a cure for the disease of delusion, the supportive deeds performed by the lord in that birth, I shall relate them all to the best of my talents, hearing Sankara's words. O Bhardwaj, Uma blushed and smiled with love. Shiva then began to describe the cause of the Lord's descent on that particular occasion, I proceed to tell you about it, listen attentively, the story of Sri Rama wipes out all the impurities of the kali age, bring forth all blessings, and is most charming,

Swayambhu Manu had Satrupa as his wife, of them born this human race, peerless in God's creation, the piety, and conduct of the pair were excellent, and the standard of morality set up by them is sung by the Vedas to this day, their son was king Uttanapada, who begot the celebrated devotee of Sri Hari, Manu's younger son was known as Priyavrata, who is mentioned with praise by the Vedas and the Puranas, they had a daughter too, Devahuti by name, who was the favorite consort of sage Kardama, and who bore in her womb the all-powerful and benevolent Lord Kapila, the primal divinity, compassionate to the humble, expounded the philosophy of Sankhya, 

As adept as he was in the inquiry after the ultimate principles, The said Manu ruled for a long period and followed the Lord's commandant every day, I have reached the fourth age of my life while still living as a householder, but I have not relished the pleasure of senses, said to himself, felt sorely distressed at heart that his life had been wasted without devotion to Sri Hari,

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Sri Ekadasi today

 Jai Sri Ram,

Sri Ekadasi today, since the inception of men on the planet, many chapters were located in meridian with the life of a man that to help him suitable for meaningful compliance of his journey,

Among them, one legendary chapter is Sri Ekadasi, that mystic in itself but a truth that may simplify the state of self for fair compliance of the journey, 

Enlightenment of path with the correct orientation of self is the subject for all, and Sri Ekadasi helps even out of bounds to make it feasible for aspirants and devotees,

It is a day of Mook{silent} Satsang, it is a day of Sri Vishnu Pad Puja, indeed a day to realize the ideal of being man, a day that helps in inspiration and advances in the spiritual endeavors of men if taken in spirit,

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Sri Hari's births and exploits are many

 Jai Sri Ram,

Thus Sri Hari's births and exploits are many, they all are charming, delightful, and marvelous, in every cycle of creation the lord manifests himself and enacts lovely sports of various kinds, and great sages have on each such occasions sung his story in most sacred strains, relating wonderful anecdotes of diverse kinds, 

Hearing which the wise marvel not, Infinite is Sri Hari, and infinite is his stories, each saint sings and hears them in diverse ways, and the lovely sports of Sri Rama cannot be sung even in crores of Kalpas, In this episode, 

O Bhavani has been narrated by me in order to show that even enlightened sages are deluded by Sri Hari' Maya,, the Lord is supportive and a friend of the suppliant, he is easy to serve and rids one of all sorrow,

 The is no god, man or sage whom Sri Hari's powerful Maya cannot infatuate bearing this in mind, one should adore the lord of this great Maya,

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O great sage

 Jai Sri Ram,

When the attendants of Shiva saw the sage moving along the road free from delusion and greatly delighted at heart, they approached him in great alarm, and clasped his feet, spoke to him in great humility, we are servants of Shiva and no Brahmanas,

O great sage, we committed a great sin and have reaped its fruit, now rid us of the curse, O benevolent sage, Narada who was full of compassion for the humble, replied, Both of you go and take the form of demons, you shall possess an enormous fortune,, grandeur and strength,

When you have subdued the universe by the might of your arms, God Vishnu takes a human form, dying at his hands in battle, you should be liberated and shall never be reborn, bowing their head at the sage's feet, both departed and were reborn as demons in due course,

In one Kalp that round of creation, it was for this reason that Lord Sri Hari assumed a human form, it is his vow to gladdened the gods, to delight the virtuous, and to ease the earth of its burden,

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seventh paradise

 Jai Sri Ram,

O reliever of the distress of the suppliant, save me, O gracious Lord, let my curse prove ineffectual, IT WAS MY WILL, replied the lord, who is so merciful to the humble, 

I poured many abuses at you, the sage replied, how shall my sin be expiated, GO AND REPEAT THE NAME OF SANKARA a hundred times, your heart will be disburdened at once,, NO ONE IS DEAR TO ME AS SHIVA, never give up this belief, even by mistake,

O sage, he who does not earn the goodwill of Shiva shall never attain true devotion to me, bearing in mind, GO AND PERAMBUlATE THE GLOBE, my Maya shall haunt you no more,

Having thus reassured the sage, the lord then disappeared, while Narad proceeded to Satyaloka, the seventh paradise, the abode of Brahma chanting Sri Rama's praise as he went,

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THIS IS MY CURSE

 Jai Sri Ram,

You are absolutely independent and subordinate to none, you do whatever pleases your mind, you debase a good soul and redeem a vile person and neither rejoice nor grief over it, deceiving everyone you have become habituated to such tricks, 

You entertain no fear and are always zealous in pursuing your objects, good and evil deeds not come to your way, no one has so far able to correct you, you have this time played with fire and shall reap what you have sown, take that very form in which you have imposed upon me,

THIS IS MY CURSE, you made me look like a monkey, there you shall have monkeys for your helpmates, and you have grievously wronged me, so shall you suffer the pangs of separation from your wife, 

Gladly accepted the curse, the compassionate Lord made many entreaties to the sage, and withdrew the irresistible charm of his Maya, When Sri Hari lifted the spell of his MAYA, there was neither Rama nor the princess to be seen by his side, in dire dismay the sage clasped to the feet of Hari and Said,

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