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King Yuva - Sandakinari and 25 stories of 550 legends

King Yuva - Sandakinari and 25 stories of 550 legends

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Sandakanari

After the Buddha attained enlightenment, he went to the palace of his father, King Suddhodana, to offer alms. After the alms were offered, the Buddha said that he wanted to go to Rahula's mother, Yasodhara.

When Yasodhara heard about this, she prepared to welcome the Buddha. When the Buddha arrived, Yasodhara greeted him with reverence.

King Suddhodana said that while the Buddha had renounced his wealth and lived on alms from a camel's head and alms-giving form, seeking the truth, his daughter-in-law Yasodhara, like the Buddha, had also renounced all her jewelry and ornaments. She had renounced perfumes and wore clothes stained with glass. "Yasodhara was very loyal to the Buddha," he said to the Buddha.

Then the Buddha said, "Yasodhara was not only loving and faithful to him in this life, but she was loving and faithful to him in past lives as well."

After a while, the Bodhisattva was of the Kinnaras family and was named Sanda. Sanda Kinnaras lived with his wife Sanda Kinnaras on the silver mountain called Sandapabbata (Moon Mountain) in the Himalayas.

The couple lived on the mountain during the rainy season. When the rainy season ended and summer arrived, they came down to the foot of the mountain. They came down because they could play among the trees and grass at the foot of the mountain. They could bathe in the streams at the foot of the mountain.

On a hot summer day, Sandakinaara applied perfume. He ate pollen. He wore a flower robe. Then, singing happily, he played on a vine swing that grew near a stream.

Then Sandakinara went down to the stream with Sandakinari and bathed. They played in the water, playing with each other and throwing flowers in the water.

They splashed about in the water to cool off, then climbed out. They put on their flowery clothes again. Then, on the silvery sand, they spread out flower beds and lay down happily.

After a while, Sandakina played the flute. Sandakina danced. Sandakina danced softly in tune with the rhythm. A human being arrived at this peaceful place.

Not long ago, the King of Varanasi decided to leave the throne for a while and go to the Himalayas. In accordance with this decision, he came to a spring where the Kinnar couple were playing. Hearing the sound of the bamboo flute, the King of Varanasi approached without making any noise.

When the king saw Sandakina, he fell in love with her at first sight, so he took out his bow and shot his husband Kinnarapo with an arrow to win her over.

Sandakinaara screamed from the arrow wound and fell to the ground, pushing Sandakinaari back. Sandakinaari heard her lover's scream and quickly ran towards him. She inquired what had happened. Then she found an arrow wound on her lover's body. Looking around, she saw the King of Varanasi.

Here, Sandakaini ran away from the King of Varanasi, stood on the top of the mountain, and began to curse him.

Hey, you wicked, evil king//

My dear, my beloved husband.

You are cruel, with arrows.

Buy a hard-boiled egg, under the shade of a tree.

Joyfully, joyfully,

Now I'm down, buying land.

Sorrow has come upon me.

You are a king, you are a tyrant.

Pity, my age.

I've already been anointed with oil for the village of death.

I am a fire, a flame of sorrow.

You have love, your mother too.

Even if it brings anxiety.

You are a king, you are a tyrant.

Pity, my dear.

I've already been anointed with oil for the village of death.

I am a fire, a flame of sorrow.

You have a wife, too.

A big one, though.

Desire, you arise.

Want me, innocent and pure

You kill my husband.

If you have love, your mother

Her husband, her son, her age.

A big one, though.

Desire, you arise.

You want me, innocent and pure.

You kill my husband.

If you have a wife,

Her son, her husband, her beloved wife.

Even if it causes anxiety.

At a moment when Sandakina's curse had stopped, the King of Varanasi said this.

Oh my beauty, my dear sister.

Don't cry, my dear.

There is a lot of confusion and misconceptions.

If a wife is a prostitute, in life

Where will greatness and glory be?

Where are you, in the forest?

It is pure and dry.

Beautiful, bought at Shwe Nan

If the goddess of the south and west,

I will leave it to you, Snow.

Be happy and cheerful.

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