On our left is a big castle like stone wall connected to Rampol. Many workers and men carrying Doli’s are waiting for their customers to return after worshiping Lord Adinath. It takes time so the waiters are either gossiping or taking rest under the shade of trees. The wind touching those trees seems blowing windpipe and tuning sweet music. Continue reading “Tunk of Sheth Motishah” »

Then he was born as the son of King Suvarnajangha and Queen Laksmi in Jambudvipa,, in the East Videhas, near the Ocean on the north bank of the big river Sita, in the province Puskalavati, in the city Lohargala. Then with delight blossoming forth, on an auspicious day the happy parents gave him the name of Vajrajangha. In a short time Svayamprabha, afflicted by grief, devoted to works of Dharma, also fell like Lalitanga. In this same province in the city Pundarikini, she became the daughter of the Cakrin Vajrasena and his wife Gunavati. She was endowed with beauty surpassing all the world, and was named Srimati by her parents. Cared for by nurses like a creeper by women-gardeners, she grew up gradually, her body delicate and her hands like shining blossoms. As a jewel adorns a gold ring, youth adorned her making the sky blossom, as it were, with her glossy beauty. Continue reading “Sixth Incarnation as Vajrajangha – Part 1” »

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