Nalan 2.05 Lost In Gamble

R Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran
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Minister advised “You’re aware, it’s a sin, Loving any other woman, Or gambling, or drinking liquor, Or telling lies, or preventing a donor” Never wise men do “The world’s code of conduct Will it not uproot and throw out? To them, hell is the only place. One may gain stake, but lose grace.” “Virtuous deeds will disappear. Evil actions will appear. Will any wise individual Touch this cruel gamble? ” Wise men never gamble “It’ll destroy body strength, As well as status and truth, Also the hard earned wealth, Besides self-respect and health.” “Friendship will never remain. Such evils are many, not one.” Like this, in many words His ministers advised. Criminal he was “The hands that touch dices, Or, other prostitution-vices, Are the worst criminals, Says the moral scriptures.” Nalan’s decision Nalan did not heed To all the wise words. “I shall keep up my word, ” This way, he replied. “Let good may come, Or bad may come, Do not prevent me. But you’ll allow me.” What is the stake? Pushkaran asked, “Oh Nalan, If you’re serious, then What is your stake For this gambling sake? ” He staked jewel Nalan said, “My stake is This jewel made of gems. Mine I told you, yes, Tell me, what’s yours? Pushkaran replied him, “I shall offer this time, My elephant as stake. Now this dice, let us take.” Kali turned the dice The shape of a dice, Kali took in a trice. In favour of Pushkaran The dice took its turn. Nalan lost the stake Pushkaran said, “I’ve won. What’s your next one? Like this the game went on. It was a total loss for Nalan. First thousand gold coins Next double those coins In thousands, like this Nalan lost all the coins. Lost four kinds of army He lost horses in thousands, Chariots in tens of thousands, Numerous elephants, both males And other fighting ones. Maids he lost “What next? ” Pushkaran asked. Nalan staked all the maids. When the dice was cast, This chance too he had lost. Goddess of wealth joined. Lakhmi had to leave Nalan In the end, she had to join The side of Pushkaran What a tragic situation? Stake your wife Pushkaran said, “You’ve lost Everything now except Your wife to be staked, Place her as the last stake.” It was enough Poor Nalan now realised. Further play, he stopped. “No more stake to play. Here, let us not stay.” He told his wife like this. He lost his royal face In this game of dice It was too late to realise.

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