Children Stories - The Lid Of The Sacred Casket

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The Lid Of The Sacred Casket

from Deccan Nursery Tales

Once upon a time there was a town called Atpat. In it there lived a
Brahman who had two twin sons. While they were still quite young,
the twins' parents died, and their relatives stole from them all
their property and then turned them out of the house. The twins
wandered along until they came to a town. It was then noon, and
the boys were weary with walking and were tortured with hunger and
thirst. As they entered the town, a Brahman came out of his door
to throw food to the crows. He saw the two boys and called them in,
fed them, and then made them tell him their story. When he heard it
he resolved to provide for them, and he lodged them in his house and
taught them to recite the Vedas. On Lalita Panchmi Day the Brahman
began to perform certain ceremonies. His pupils asked him why he did
so. The sage replied that by doing so one could attain to wealth,
knowledge, and to the wish of one's heart. The boys begged him to
instruct them, and they quickly learnt how to worship the goddess
Parwati. Not long afterwards the Brahman provided them with wives,
and they returned to their own city, acquired wealth, and were very
happy. A year or two later the twins separated. But the elder was a
wise boy and never forgot to worship the goddess Parwati on Lalita
Panchmi Day. So he retained the riches which he had gained. But the
younger was foolish and forgot all about it, so the goddess began to
dislike him, and he lost all his money. And at last he became so poor
that he and his wife had to give up their house and go and live on
the charity of his elder brother. One day the elder brother's wife
spoke so crossly and said such nasty things to the younger twin,
that he felt that he could not stay in the house any longer. And he
remembered then that of recent years he had entirely forgotten to
worship Parwati. He felt very penitent, and he decided that somehow or
other he would win back the goddess's favour. Taking his wife with him,
he left his brother's house and journeyed to a distant country. At
last he came near a town, and, meeting a cowherd, the younger twin
asked him what its name was. The cowherd said, "The town is called
Upang." "Who is the king?" asked the younger twin. The cowherd replied,
"He also is called Upang." The wanderer then asked whether there was
any place where he and his wife could lodge. The cowherd told him
that in the town there was a temple of Parwati, and close to it
was a rest-house where the wanderer and his wife could lodge. The
cowherd directed them to the rest-house. And before lying down the
younger twin worshipped Parwati in the temple and begged her pardon
for his previous neglect. Parwati felt sorry for him, and that night
she appeared to him in a dream. She told him to go to King Upang's
palace and to beg from him the lid of the sacred casket in which
the accessories of worship were kept. He should, thereafter, always
pray to it, and in the end he would come by his heart's desire. The
younger twin woke up, and the same morning he went to King Upang's
palace and begged from him the lid of the sacred casket in which were
kept the accessories of worship. The king at first refused, but when
the younger twin told the king of his dream the king consented. The
Brahman took the lid home, worshipped it, and, just as the goddess
had foretold, he came by his heart's desire. Property and happiness
returned, and a year later his wife bore him a daughter. As the years
passed the little girl grew up. One day she took the lid of the sacred
casket and went with some playmates to play and bathe by the bank of
a river. Suddenly the corpse of a Brahman came floating by. Seeing
it, the little girl took the lid of the casket and for fun began to
splash water on it. Such was the power of the sacred lid, that the
corpse instantly became alive again and became a Brahman, tall as a
tree and beautiful as the sun. The little girl fell in love with him
on the spot and told him that he must become her husband. "But," said
the Brahman, "how shall I manage it?" The little girl said, "Come home
with me at dinner-time, take as usual water [21] in your hand, but do
not sip it. Then my daddy will ask you, 'Bhatji, Bhatji, why do you
not sip the water in your hand?' You must reply, 'I am ready to dine
if you marry me to your daughter. If you will not, I shall get up and
go away.' Then he will consent to our marriage." The Brahman agreed,
and he went home with the little girl, and everything happened as she
had planned. To prevent the Brahman from getting up without any food,
the little girl's father agreed to their marriage. When a favourable
day came they were married, and when she was old enough the little
girl went to her husband's house. As she went she carried off the
lid of the sacred casket of King Upang. But, because it had gone,
her father lost all his wealth and fell once more into the greatest
poverty. His wife went to her daughter's house and asked for it
back, but she refused to give it up. The wife was very angry and
every day began to hate her son-in-law more and more. But for him,
as she thought, the little girl would never have married and would
not have stolen the lid of the sacred casket. One day the wife met
her son-in-law on the road, and she gave him such a fearful slap in
the face that he instantly fell on the ground and became a corpse
again. His mother-in-law then-snatched from him the lid of the casket,
which he happened to have in his hand, and ran away home. There he
lay until the little girl, his wife, began to search for him. When
she found him she prayed to the goddess, and by her aid and by means
of the merit which she had acquired by worshipping the lid of the
casket while she had it, she restored her husband to life. But the
twin and his wife went on becoming poorer and poorer. And at last
they went back to his brother's house and asked him why it was that
the younger twin was always losing his wealth as fast as he gained
it. The elder brother listened to the whole story and then he said,
"I do not wonder at it. First you lost the lid of the casket, then,
in order to get it back, your wife killed a Brahman. Your only chance
now is to worship Parwati harder than ever, and perhaps in the end
you may recover your good estate." So the younger brother went home
and worshipped Parwati with greater vigour than ever. And at last
she relented and gave him her blessing. He recovered his wealth and
came by all that his heart desired. And he and his wife lived happily
ever afterwards.

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