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EMANCIPATION OF THE FEMALES
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forth She cried, 'My Lord! You stood in my vision as a great feminist and deliverer of the slaves Your cruel rejection of my food disillusions me To none but you I owe hope in my misfortune You have demonstrated that you don't belong to me Calamities one has to suffer alone I had forgotten this dictum'
Chandana felt utterly frustrated Her resistance broke down and she began sobbing The Lord turned to see this condition fulfilled He again stood before her She offered the boiled black-gram So exhilarated was she that her fetters and handcuffs crumbled down without a blacksmith's aid Her complexion grew fairer
The entire town came to know of the great event of the Lord accepting the meals offered by trader Dhanawaha's maid Thousands thronged his door The servant class was beside itself with joy King Shatanık also arrived He was accompanied by queen Mrigavatı Nanda was delighted The counsellor was relieved of a great burden
People were impatient to see Chandana She came out The tumult of the crowd became articulate as the adulation of Chandana
Sampul was the attendant of king Dadhiwahan King Shatanık had imprisoned him when Champa was vanquished He had been freed only this day He had followed the king to the palace He recognised Chandana He rushed to her feet and broke into sobs Chandana consoled him The two were reminded of the remote past as they saw each other
The king enquired of Sampul Who is this maiden ?' 'She is Vasumatı, daughter of Dadhiwahan' 'Then she is my sister's daughter, 'said Mrigawati
Dhanawah arrived with a blacksmith Curious talks were audible It was an unparallelled sight He entered and saw Chandana presenting a divine sight He was estatic He invited her to come with him to the royal palace However, she declined it pointblank The queen once more urged her to accept
