The story of Vikramasimha and two brāhmaṇas There lived a king by the name Vikramasimha in Ujjayinī. He had no equal on the battlefield and he was aching for showing his prowess. His minister Amaragupta who discovered this longing, casually mentioned, ‘O king! This is the curse of being an invincible warrior. Even Bāṇa, who possessed thousand arms, had to please Śiva to find himself a worthy enemy. He ended up battling the all-powerful Viṣṇu who...
तर्जयन्निव विघ्नौघान्नमितोन्नमितेन यः | मुहुर्विभाति शिरसा स पायाद्वो गजाननः || [May that elephant-faced deity, who by repeatedly raising and bowing his head, appears to continually threaten the multitude of obstacles, protect you all] नमःकामाय यद्बाणपातैरिव निरन्तरम्| भाति कण्टकितं शम्भोरप्युमालिङ्गितं वपुः|| [We salute Kāma, the deity of love, whose shower of arrows cause even the body of Śiva to appear horripilated while being embraced...
Himalaya
The next morning Satyavrata saw him and said, “Sir! I have thought of a plan for you to accomplish your desired objective. It is as follows: There is an island called Ratnakūṭa in the middle of that ocean. The ocean-king has performed a pratiṣṭāpana of Viṣṇu there. On the day of Āṣāḍha-śuddha-dvādaśī, they celebrate a grand festival of the local deity and several tourists from various islands gather there. From one of them you should be able to...
Shiva
The Story of Aśokadatta and Kapālasphoṭaka Long ago, there lived a brāhmaṇa by name Govindasvāmī in an agrahāra on the banks of the river Kālindī. He had two sons: Aśokadatta and Vijayadatta. Once, that region was afflicted by a great famine. Having gifted away the few possessions he owned to his near and dear ones, he left for Kāśī along with his wife and two sons. On the way, he chanced upon a great ascetic and enquired about the future of his...
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The Story of Harasvāmī A mendicant named Harasvāmī lived in the town of Kusumapura. His abode was a humble hut on the shores of the Gaṅgā. He lived on alms and had earned renown as a venerable sage. Kusumapura however had its share of rogues who were unhappy with Harasvāmī being held in high esteem by the people of the town. One day when he was on his way to seek alms, one of those evil men remarked loudly: ‘Did you know that this rogue...
Early next morning Śiva came to the maṭha. Mādhava hailed a messenger in the morning and ordered him – “Take this pair of clothes, hand it over to the rāja-purohita Śaṅkara-svāmī and tell him, ‘A prince named Mādhava, having been defeated by his cousins, has come from the Dakṣiṇāpatha, bringing along with him the immense wealth that once belonged to his father. There are other men of royal birth who have come with him as well. He to serve his...
Varanasi
Caturdārikā-lambaka   मदघूर्णितवक्त्रोत्थैः सिन्दूरैश्छुरयन्महीम्। हेरम्बः पातु वो विघ्नान् स्वतेजोभिर्दहन्निव॥ (Kathā-sarit-sāgara 5.1.1) Gaṇeśa’s intoxicated nodding of head is making sindhūra applied on his face fall off, whose sprinkling on the ground is colouring the earth – it appears as though, his tejas is sprinkling forth to remove obstacles Vatsarāja’s only worry was his son’s well-being. To ease his concerns, Yaugandharāyaṇa...
By then, Śaṅkhacūḍa spotted them from a distance and shouted – ‘O Garuḍa! Don’t, don’t! He is not a nāga, it is me! Why are you suddenly under an illusion?’ Hearing this, Garuḍa was confused and panicked. Jīmūtavāhana was distressed because the task he had taken up did not find completion. From his conversations with Śaṅkhacūḍa, Garuḍa understood that the person he ate was a vidyādhara and was immensely pained. Garuḍa decided that he had to...
By then she had gotten off the lion and had collected flowers from the lake for the lord’s worship. Pulindaka bowed down to her solemnly. The surprised maiden asked him who he was and how he managed to reach these hazardous regions. He said: ‘O lady, I am a hunter and a devotee of Śiva. I came here to hunt elephants for the pearls embedded in their heads. As soon as I saw you, I remembered Vasudatta, my friend who saved my life. He is the...
Piṅgalikā’s Story “Lady! In the kingdom of Mālava lived a brahmana named Agnidatta. He had two sons named Śaṅkaradatta and Śāntikara. At a very young age Śāntikara left home in his quest of learning. Nobody knew where he went. Śaṅkaradatta married me. My father-in-law died later. My mother-in-law followed him doing Sahagamana. Since I was pregnant, my husband left me there and traveled and unable to overcome the loss of his parents, committed...