Devavrata, the rock-solid
Devavrata
was the childhood name of Bhishma (means the formidable), a large iconic
figure in the history of Mahabharata. He
was also one of the most powerful of all the warriors of his time. He was a highly respected statesman among
both Kaurava and Pandava dynasties. The
name ‘Bhishma’ is a hallmark when it comes to keeping promises and keeping
words. Standing for rich values and
morals, Devavrata earned a rare boon— iccha-mrityu, ability to leave the
body at will, since he promised to remain a celibate all his life. He kept his promise.
With
the help Shikhandi, the eunuch, Arjuna pierced the body of Bhishma with numerous
arrows on the eleventh day of the Mahabharata war. He was fatally wounded. His body fell on the
battle ground of Kurukshetra. It lied
there on the bed of arrows for fifty-one nights till the onset of winter
solstice (Uttarayana).
Apparently,
physical construction of Bhishma was unparallel in human history.
Ganga
was the name his mother. The small kid Devavrata was living with his mother Ganga
at the house of his grand-mother. The
kid was playing in the open. The setting
was natural. Plenty of trees, shrubs, stony and uneven land, birds and animals
around. Agile Devavrata was gripped with innocent fearlessness. He was riding on the free spirit of a small
boy. He was playfully jumping and
rolling on the ground, scaling the rocks and climbing the trees.
All
of a sudden, his feet slipped off a rock. The boy fell on a stone down below with
a big thud. Both his mother and
grand-mother rushed out to see if the body was hurt. No!
Devavrata sprang up in a jiffy, laughing and jumping. He was not a bit hurt. Rather the stone on
which he fell was broken into pieces.
From
the very tender age of a toddler, Ganga passionately taught her son to grow
physically strong, have a rock-solid body, high physical stamina, indomitable
spirit, indefatigable courage and strong yet pure mindset.
The
boy was blessed by his mother. So, the stone he fell
upon was broken.
Here
are the lines from Kaushitaki Brahmanopanishad:
ASmaa Bava prSauBa-va ihrNyamasaRtM Bava
tojaao vaO pu~naamaaisa sa jaIva Sard: Satma\
‘My
dear son! May you be like a stone! May
you remain always healthy! May your body remain ever free of diseases! May you
be able to destroy your enemies just as an axe does! May you be loved by all! May
you remain ever filled up with the essence of life-force that provides energy
to the entire universe!
‘My
dear Son! May you remain energetic forever!
‘May
you live for hundred years!’
These
are the words uttered by a mother while blessing her son.
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