HARICHANDRAN
The Heavenly Amaravati Is the Lord Indran’s City, That was ruled by him, For a very long time.
He was the Chief Lord, Of all the Junior Lords, Who controlled earth, moon, sun, Space, air, fire, rain and so on.
His court was busy ever. Reports from far and near Came to him thro’ his juniors For his review and orders.
To cheer up Lord Indran And his courtiers often The celestial dancers danced O’er the music that flowed.
A Mini-Heaven it was, Where top-rank dancers Like Rambha, Urvasi, Menaka danced busily.
In his magnificent throne Was seated Lord Indran With Indrani, his consort, And he reviewed every report. Many Sages were seated. Discussions went on heated. Among them was Sage Vashista, Besides the Sage Viswamithra.
Indran asked, “Which king Among all kings was ruling With justice and fair play In the world of today?”
Vashista replied, “Harichandran King of Ayodhya is the one The best among all of them For his justice and wisdom.”
Viswamithra said, “Harichandran Is a liar, a thief, a cunning man. He goes after others’ wives, How you say, the best king he’s?”
Vashista said, “You’re a liar. Your words are too unfair. For this, your tongue will burn To condemn such an honest man.”
Viswamithra replied, “A liar, Not me, but you are. It’s your tongue that’ll burn, When you praise a bad man.”
Indran pacified them both. He pulled them from wrath. To prove who was correct He asked them for a bet.
Vashista said, “All my penance I’ll give up completely if once It’s proved that I’m a liar, And will do penance never.” Viswamithra said, “I’ll forego Half of my penance, if it’s so Proved by him that I’m a liar.” His words burst out like fire.
The court came to an end. To their places, all dispersed. Thus the period of trial began For the poor Harichandran.
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