Mb116. Parikshit Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

MAHABHARATA

"Perform Asvamedha Yaga,
Oh Kunti's son, Yudhisthira.
That'll restore your prestige.
Also it'll boost your image."

"There was an emperor Marut,
All his wealth he had put
At secret safe places,
With no clue or traces."

"It's somewhere in Himalayas.
Hidden in secluded recesses.
Once you go, in your searches
You can get all these riches."

"Your treasury this'll fill.
For Yaga, spend this you'll.
There, I'll also follow you,
And locate them for you."

Veda Vyasa advised him,
This Yaga to perform.
For this treasure hunt,
To Himalayas they went.

To organize this Yaga
He sent for Krishna,
Who came to Hastinapura,
With a contingent of Yadava.

Uttara delivered a son,
But it was still-born.
What to be a happy occasion
It turned to a tragic situation.

Subhadra wept bitterly.
Draupadi prayed humbly.
Kunti became speechless.
Uttara became motionless.

They asked this question.
Was it due to radiation?
Aswatthama's missile had
Killed this child, they said.

"Your mercy all we seek.
Please give his life back."
Like this prayed Uttara,
Placing him before Krishna.

Krishna sprinkled water
O'er its body all over,
And said, "I'm the truth if,
He'll regain his life."

The child began to cry.
With her tears of joy,
Uttara fell on His feet,
For this miraculous feat.

‘Parikshit' meant ‘the son
Who was a protected one'
The child got this name.
Later famous he became.

Vyasa inaugurated the Yaga.
The horse was led by Arjuna.
Yudhishthira wished him success.
Freely it moved on, none to access.