The princess's name is Aparajita. Shekhar, the poet of Udayanarayana, never saw him with his own eyes. But on the day when he would compose a new poem and listen to the king while sitting in the meeting room, his voice would be so loud that it could enter the ears of the invisible listeners through the window of the upper house. It was as if he were sending your music to some inaccessible being, where an unknown auspicious planet of his life was in invisible glory in the celestial sphere.
Sometimes it looked like a shadow, sometimes it sounded like an anklet; He used to sit and think to himself, what kind of two feet he is singing with the golden anklet tied. Those two reddish soft soft feet touch the earth with every step of good fortune, grace and compassion. Having established those two steps in the mind, the poet would come there in his spare time and recite it and your song would be tied to the tune of that anklet.
But, the shadow that saw, the anklet that heard, whose shadow, whose anklet, such an argument, such a doubt never arose in the hearts of his devotees.
When the princess's maid Manjari went to the ghat, she had her way in front of Shekhar's house. When he came and went, he could not help but talk to the poet. Seeing him so lonely, he went and sat in Shekhar's house in the morning and evening. Every time he went to the wharf, he didn't feel that he needed it, if it was necessary, but when he went to the wharf, he could not find any reason why he should wear a colorful cloth and two Amramukul family in his ears.
People were laughing and shouting. The man had no guilt. Shekhar used to get special pleasure when he saw M. Ree. He did not even try to hide it.
His name was Manjari; Considering that, that name was enough for the common people, but Shekhar used to call it Basantamanjari with a little more poetry. People used to say, "Woe is me!"
Again, in the poet's description of spring, such an allusion was sometimes found in 'Manjulbanjulmanjari'. Even the noise of the king's ears was heard.
The king used to rejoice when his poet was introduced to such humor - he used to joke about it, Shekhar also used to join it.
The king would laugh and ask, "Does Bhramar only sing in the spring royal court?"
The poet would answer, "No, they also eat the honey of the inflorescence."
In this way everyone laughed and rejoiced; I think the princess Aparajita will also make fun of Manjari from time to time. Manjari would not be dissatisfied with that.
In this way, human life is cut short by mixing truth with falsehood - a little bit of Bidhata is made, a little bit is made by you, a little bit is made by five people. Life is a combination of five kinds - real and unreal, imaginary and real.
Only the songs that the poet sang are true and complete. The subject of the song is that Radha and Krishna - that eternal man and eternal woman, that eternal sorrow and eternal happiness. That song was his own word and the truth of that song was tested in your heart by everyone from the king of Amarpur to the poor people. His songs are on everyone's lips. As soon as the moon rose, a glimpse of the south wind, how many gardens, how many paths, how many boats, how many windows, how many courtyards his songs would rise from all over the country - there was no limit to his fame.
Thus many days passed. The poet would write poems, the king would listen, the people of the royal court would applaud, the manjari would come to the ghat - and sometimes a shadow would fall from the window of the inner city, sometimes an anklet would be heard.
2
At that time a Digvijayi poet from the Deccan came to the royal court and sang the praises of the king in the rhythm of Shardul Bikridi. He left his homeland, defeated all the royalists on the way and finally came to Amarpur.
The king said with great respect, "Here it is."
The poet Pundarik said arrogantly, "War is the body."
The king's standard must be maintained, war must be fought; However, Shekhar did not have a good idea of what the poetic war might look like. He became very worried and apprehensive. I could not sleep at night. The glorious Pundarik's long sturdy body, sharp curved nose and arrogant advanced head looked like Digvidi.
In the morning the trembling hearted poet entered the battlefield.
From dawn the assembly is full of people, there is no limit to the noise; All other activities in the city are completely closed.
Poet Shekhar greeted the rival poet Pundarik with a smile on his face; Pundarik returned the salutation with the slightest hint of gross negligence and looked at his followers and smiled.
Shekhar once glanced at the window of the inner city - realizing that from there, the eager gaze of hundreds of curious black stars is falling on this crowd. Once he raised his heart to the heights and came to worship your Jayalakshmi; He said to himself, "If I win today, O Goddess, O Aparajita, then your name will be successful."
The trumpet sounded. Everyone gathered and shouted. Shukabasana king Udayanarayana entered the meeting as slowly as the white clouds of autumn and ascended the throne.
Pundarik got up and stood in front of the throne. The big meeting came to a standstill.
With his chest exploding and his neck slightly bent, Pundarik, the giant, began to recite Udayanarayana's hymns in a solemn voice. The voices did not catch the room - the pillars on the four sides of the large synagogue began to strike the temple as solemnly as the waves of the sea on the roof, and only at the speed of that sound did the throats of all the people tremble. How many techniques, how many works of art, how many interpretations of the name Udayanarayana, how many types of formations from how many sides of the king's alphabet, how many rhymes, how many rhymes.
When Pundrik had finished, the silent assembly for some reason began to gurgle with the echo of his voice and the silent amazement of a thousand hearts. Scholars from far and wide raised their right hands and chanted 'Sadhu Sadhu' in an exuberant voice.
Then the king once looked at Shekhar's face from the throne. Shekhar also sent devotional love pride and a kind of compassionate shy gaze towards the king and slowly got up. When Rama wanted to test the fire for the second time for the sake of the people, Sita stood in front of her husband's throne as if she wanted to.
The poet’s gaze silently told the king, ‘I am yours. If you want to test me in the world, do it. Ntu - ‘After that he lowered his eyes.
Pundarik stood like a lion, Shekhar stood like a deer surrounded. Young man, shy and affectionate face like a woman, pale forehead, very short body - it seems that the whole body trembles like the strings of a harp at the touch of the mind.
Shekhar did not raise his face and started at first very softly. Probably no one heard the first verse well. Then he gradually raised his face - from where he looked, as if all the people and the stone wall of the royal court had melted away and vanished into the distant past.
The sweet clear voice trembled and rose like a bright flame. At first the king started talking about the Chandra dynasty progenitors. Gradually, through many battles, heroism, sacrifices, and great ceremonies, he brought his royal story to the present time. At last he returned that distant memory and placed it on the king's face, and made a great unspoken love of all the people of the kingdom stand in the middle of the meeting, rhyming in language - as if the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people from far and wide were pouring into the king's palace. As if they touched, hugged, kissed, rose up in front of the windows of the inner city and fell in love at the feet of Rajalakshmi-like palace Lakshmi, and came back from there to the throne of the king and the throne of the king. Finally he said, "Your Majesty, I can accept defeat in words, but who will lose in devotion." Saying this, he sat down trembling. Then the anointed people began to tremble with tears.
Disregarding this frenzy of the common people with contemptuous laughter, Pundarik stood up again. "Who is better than a sentence?" Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Then he began to prove the Vedic Vedanta Agam Nigam by expressing strange erudition in various verses - the word is the greatest in the world. The word is truth, the word is Brahman. Brahma Vishnu Maheshwar is subject to the sentence, therefore the sentence is bigger than them. Brahma cannot finish the sentence in four faces; Panchanan, not finding the end of the sentence in five faces, is finally meditating silently and looking for the sentence.
In this way, he built a permeable throne for the sentence by imposing the scripture on the scholar and the scripture on the scripture, placed the sentence on the head of the mortal and the melody, and again asked in a thunderous voice, "Who is better than the sentence?"
Looked around proudly; When no one answered, he slowly took his seat. Scholars began to do ‘sadhu sadhu’ ‘dhanya dhanya’; The king was astonished and the poet Shekhar thought you were small to this great scholar. The meeting was broken like today.
3
The next day Shekhar came and started singing - the first flute was played in Vrindavan, the gopinis still did not know who was playing, they did not know where it was playing, once it seemed, it was playing in the south wind; Once upon a time there seemed to be a sound coming from the summit of Girigovardhana to the north; It seemed as if someone was standing over Udayachal calling for a reunion; It seemed as if someone was sitting on the edge of the abyss, weeping for Birhasho; It seemed that the flute was playing from every wave of the Jamuna; It seemed as if every star in the sky was a hole in the flute - at last it fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered, fluttered No one could decide; Only two eyes filled with tears and all souls seemed to be anxious at the prospect of a radiant death.
Forgetting the meeting, forgetting the king, forgetting the self-respect, forgetting the glory-infamy, victory-victory, forgetting all the answers, Shekhar stood alone in your lonely heart and sang this flute. All I could think of was a luminous Mansi idol, only the sound of two lotus feet ringing in my ears. When the poet finished the song and sat down in a daze, the hall was filled with an indescribable sweetness, a great pervasive ecstasy - no one could applaud.
With a slight relief from this feeling, Pundarik ascended the throne. He asked, "Who is Radhai, who is Krishna." He looked around and smiled at the disciples and asked again, "Who is Radhai, who is Krishna?" You started answering him by spreading outstanding scholarship.
Said, Radha is the point between Pranab Onkar, Krishna Dhyanyoga, and Vrindavan eyebrows. Ira, Sushunma, Pingala, Navipadma, Hatpadma, Brahmarandhra, all brought Aniya. What is the meaning of 'Ra', what is the meaning of 'Dha', Krishna decided one by one how many different meanings each word can have from 'A' to Murdhanya 'N'. Once explained, Krishna Yajna, Radhika Agni; Once explained, Krishna Veda and Radhika conspiracy; After that he explained, Krishna education and Radhika initiation. Radhika Argument, Krishna Mimansa; Radhika answers, Krishna wins.
Saying this, Pundarik sat looking at the king, the scholars and finally at Shekhar with a sharp smile.
King Pundarik was fascinated by the marvelous power, the astonishment of the scholars knew no bounds, and in the new interpretation of Krishnaradha the flute song, the murmur of the Jamuna, the fascination of love vanished; It was as if someone had wiped off the green color of spring from the earth and applied it all over the holy cow. Shekhar began to feel all your songs so far in vain; After this he could no longer sing. The meeting was broken that day.
4
The next day Pundarik is busy and all, dichotomous and bisexual, circle, logic, soutra, chakra, padma, kakpada, adyuttara, madhyottara, antottara, bakyottara, shokottara, bachanagupta, matrachutaka, chutadattara, shutavas, He showed strange word tricks like puzzles etc. Hearing this, the people in the meeting could not find any room to be surprised.
Amazing