chanakya
Disobeying the king’s order, Śakaṭālana secretly hid me in his house; he had someone else killed and informed the king that I had been executed. It would not have been possible for them to kill me in any case because I had befriended a rākṣasa. [1] I had once invoked him, beckoned him to come, and had subsequently shown him to Śakaṭālana too. Similarly, upon a mere thought Gaṅgā would appear before me. I had demonstrated that as well. Śakaṭālana...
 
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Panini
Vararuci's narration continues... Once, when I had gone out to watch the Indradhvajotsava, I happened to spot Upavarṣa’s daughter Upakośā. We fell in love with each other. I got married to her, invited my mother and lead my family life with them. I won over Pāṇini in a debate. Parameśvara uttered a ‘huṅkāra’ when this happened and I forgot the Aindra-vyākaraṇa that I had mastered. Pāṇini then won over us in the debate. I made arrangements for...
 
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Pataliputra
There is a sacred tīrtha called Kanakhala near Gaṅgādvāra. In the past, a divine elephant called Kāñcanapāta broke open a mountain and let the Gaṅgā flow into the plains from there. In the region to the south of this town, a brāhmaṇa lived with his wife and performed tapas. He had three sons. After his death, his sons went to a place called Rājagṛha and acquired a lot of knowledge there. Though they became well educated, they were in immense...
 
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Skanda
The Story of Vararuci In Kauśāmbi, there lived a brāhmaṇa named Somadatta; his wife was called Vasudattā; I am their son. Having lost my father when I was still a child, I was brought up by my mother who underwent several hardships working as a servant. One day, two brāhmaṇas traveling from a land far away, camped overnight at our home. That night, upon hearing the sound of drums outside, my mother told me: ‘Child! Your father’s friend Nanda...
 
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इदं गुरु-गिरीन्द्रजा प्रणय-मन्दरान्दोलनात् पुरा किल कथामृतं हर-मुखाम्बुधेरुद्गतं | प्रसह्य रसयन्ति ये विगतविघ्नलब्धर्धयो धुरं दधति वैबुधीं भुवि भवप्रसादेन ते || Long ago this kathāmṛta (literally 'story-nectar') rose up from the mouth of Śiva churned by Pārvatī’s love acting as the Mount Mandara. Those of this world who partake of it are, through the grace of Śiva, instantly rid of obstacles and blessed with prosperity and vested with...
 
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