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Love Stories from The Mahabharata  
Sumukh and Gunakeshi

Finally, arriving at Bhogvati, ruled over by Vaasuki, the despondent heart of Indra’s charioteer Matali thrilled with hope. This is that Bhogvati, hallowed by the ascesis of that mighty Naga monarch, great as the snowy mountains. With scintillating net of gems overhead and precious ore flowing in hundreds of streams below, this Bhogvati is as enchanting as Vasav’s Amaravati.

Roaming through many kingdoms has Matali reached here. But nowhere has he come across such a beauteous youth fit to be approached to espouse his lovely daughter Gunakeshi. How strange that even in that land of immortals where Indra’s sakhaa Matali dwells, even where the celestial Parijat blooms, he could not find one fit to take Gunakeshi’s hand in marriage!

He had visited the city of Varan in the nether world of Patal, where for the welfare of the world Airavat drenches with water the breasts of the clouds. That Varan city where even the water-dwelling fish grow lovely drinking in the moon-rays, even there Matali did not come across any beauteous youth. Pundareek, Kumud and Anjan, the chiefs of the Suprateek clan, Matali had met. But none had he found worthy of Gunakeshi. Daughter of Matali, Gunakeshi, by the touch of whose neck the very garland of Parijat becomes even more lovely, there is none in Varan city for her wedding garland.

Finally, Bhogvati. Wearing begemmed ornaments etched with swastik, discus, pot and various other designs, hundreds of senior Naga chiefs and young Nagas have assembled in court. Approaching near the assembly-hall Matali noticed that facing the chief Naga Aryaka sat an attractive youth. It seemed as though touched by that godly visaged youth the bejewelled hangings of the Naga court were glowing brightly. This is that lovely youth whose enchanting presence can delight Gunakeshi’s eyes every moment of her life. Who is this youth?

Pleased, Matali eagerly approached Aryaka the Naga chief and begged him,

“O best of Nagas, Aryaka, I wish to know the identity of this youth seated before you.”
Aryaka replied, “My grandson, Sumukh.”
Matali said, “If there be anyone in the three worlds fit to marry my daughter Gunakeshi, then it is only one person. And that is verily this grandson of yours, Sumukh.”
Aryaka: “I am very pleased to hear this, Matali, charioteer of Indra.”
Surprised, Matali enquires, “But despite being pleased why have you suddenly grown sad, Naga chief Aryaka? I find that your grandson Sumukh’s face too has suddenly become overcast.”
In a pained voice Aryaka explains, “I can understand your intention, Indra’s sakhaa Matali and that is why I cannot but be sad.”
Matali: “What have you understood Aryaka?”
Aryaka: “You wish that this grandson of mine, Sumukha, who is so pleasing to the eye, should take your daughter Gunakeshi’s hand in marriage.”
Matali: “True, Naga chief Aryaka. Let your grandson Sumukh be the husband of my daughter Gunakeshi, who is a hundred times more lovely that the celestial nymphs.”
Aryaka: “Who would not desire to establish a relationship with Indra’s sakhaa Matali? But...”
Matali: “Then why the hesitation, Aryaka?”
Aryaka: “Sumukh’s life-span is almost ended.”
Matali starts in anguish: “Life-span ended—what is the meaning of this statement, Aryaka?”

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