Bana is among the three most important prose writers in classical Sanskrit, all of whom lived in the late sixth and early seventh centuries AD. It is clear, from his. Kadambari, the romantic novel in Sanskrit, is originally known to have been written by Banabhatta. He passed away before completing the text, and the book . Title: Banabhatta’s Kadambari (Novel in HINDI); Author: Banabhatta; Binding: Hardcover; Publisher: Radhakrishna Prakashan.
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Those are the gambols of rhinoceroses ; that is the lion’s track jagged with pieces of the elephant’s pearls, pink with blood, and engraved with a monstrous device by their claws ; that is the earth crimsoned with the blood of the newly born olVspring of the does ; that is the path, like a widow’s braid, darkened with the ichor of the lord of the herd wandering at his will!
It was adorned witli many lofty triumphal arches ; dotted with a tliounand pavilions enclosed in grassy ramparts, and bright with many a tent banabhstta shining white cloth. Now, from that family of Apsarases which sprang from the moon’s nectar was born a maiden, fashioned as though by the grace of all banabhatts moon’s digits poured in one stream, gladdening the eyes of the universe, moonbeam – fair, in name and nature a second Gaurl.
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The dark smoke of many a sacrifice rose like curls on the brow of the goddesses of the sky; or like shoots of tamala on the oar of the bride, the Threefold Veda, and only made his own glory shine more bright. Of these there are fourteen families: In my ignorance of Love’s course, I knew not whither to go, what to do, hear, see, or speak, whom to tell, nor what remedy to seek.
Shame on me that I banabhatfa be so pitiless, cruel, and ungrateful! For these flowing locks of thine, bereft of flowers, grieve my eyes, like the loss of the moon in the dark fortnight, clouded in masses of thickest gloom. Hence the cry of ospreys! Their necklaces were swinging with the shock ; banabhagta quarters of space were made tawny by showers of fragrant sandal-powder and salYron scattered from their limbs in their restlossnoss ; the boos arose in swarms from their garlands of mfilatl flowers, all quivering ; their cheeks were caressed by the lotuses in their ears, half hanging down ; their strings of pearls were trembling on their bosoms — each longed in his self-consciousness to hanabhatta his respects to the king as he departed.
And when the kzdambari had vanished, the lotus-bed, in the grief of bereavement, seemed to perform a vow in the hopes kzdambari rejoining the lord of day, for she lifted the goblets of her buds, and wore the fine white vesture of her hamsas, and was girt with the sacrificial thread of white filaments, and bore a circle of bees as her rosary. Grant me, therefore, one request.
His eagerness was doubled by huntsmen lead- ing in a golden leusli hounds large as asses. Tarapeeda names his son as the heir-apparent. I know not how far off is the army that follows me. Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. Mahashveta pesters Kadambari that she should let Chandrapeeda return kadamnari his place. Sanjay rated it it was amazing Aug 23, Near him kadambaro spread wide, thick with many a tendril, and showed the fruits gained from conquered realms like a creeper near a tree.
Quite a few characters appear in multiple births. Though far away, I turned towards him as the lotus-bed to the bun, the tide to the moon, or the peacock to the cloud. Let this too great honour be abandoned. Whose crest-jewels have not scraped his foot- stool? They loved each other, and a marriage was arranged between them.
The Vidyadhara was a good or evil genius attending tlie gods.
He scornfully attempts the hardest tasks, nor can any resist him. Sanjib Barman rated it it was amazing Mar 15, So, while his wings are not grown, and he cannot fly into the sky, let him live in the hollow of some hermitage tree, 05 fed on the juice of fruits and on handfuls of rice brought to him by us and by the young hermits.
I mean- while had begun to hope for life, but kadambqri heart was dried, up with grief for my father’s recent death ; my body was in imin from my long fall, and I was possessed by a violent thirst, banbhatta by fright, which tortured all my limbs.
Even a slight acceptance baanabhatta homage produces affection. The parrots seemed to have drawn their last breath at that very moment in their terror at the sight of him.
The novel in prose, left unfinished and finished, according to legend, the son of Bana — Bhushana To King Shudrake comes a girl from the caste of untouchables and gives him a talking parrot. Chandrapeeda returns to Ujjayini, and Pundarika is established as the King. The first thing that strikes the reader is that the sense of proportion, the very foundation of style as we know kadamnari, is entirely absent.
For it is a great marvel how the lords of the forest, albeit devoid of sense, yet, like beings endowed with sense, gain honour for themselves by casting down their fruits for this maiden.
Changeful one, thy girdle presseth thee, and thou sufferest vainly! One day he saw in a dream how a full month entered the mouth of his wife Vilasavati, and when, after this miraculous sign, his son was born, he called him Chandrapida. kadxmbari
Enough of this weeping beyond measure! Chandrapeeda finds no trace of Vaishampayana at Lake Acchoda.
A fun read and well recommended. And red-starred eve seemed to kadmbari hermits as the red-eyed cow of the hermitage roaming about, tawny in the fall of day. Pundarika appears from heaven in the form in which Mahashveta was infatuated. He was sitting on a couch studded with moon-stones, beneath a small silken canopy, white as the foam of the rivers of heaven, with its four jewel-encrusted pillars joined by golden chains, and enwroathed with a rope of large pearls.
Truly, the heart of woman is foolish exceedingly, since it cannot weigh the fitness of that which it loves.