Satyawati -12
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12. Devabrata
Father was furious
Questioned my values
How could I even think
Of snatching the crown
Which rightfully belonged
To Prince Devabrata
I had no right to stake claim
For a son yet unborn.
I swore that I had no desire
For the kingdom; my words
Were to dissuade the king
From coming back to me.
Afternoon. In the forest
I sat lost in meditation.
I was startled by loud calls
Of my neighbour's daughter.
Father'd sent her to fetch me
For we had a guest, the prince
Crown Prince Devabrata
All alone, without his retinue.
He had noticed his father
Gloomy, lost in thought.
Santanu did not answer
His many questions.
From the minister who had
Accompanied the king
On his hunting expedition
He learned of the king's new passion.
And how he was downcast
On his return from our home.
Now, on hearing of my "demand"
From father, asked to meet me.
A handsome young man
Devabrata was my son's age.
"Mother", he said, "I agree
To all your desires; no regrets.
"Please agree to be my mother
And save my father from his
Present predicament;
The kingdom is yours from now."
I answered spontaneously,
"No son, the kingdom is yours.
I do not want to be the queen
Let alone, the kingdom for my son."
I remember how he, at first,
Was astonished to hear me;
Which was replaced by reverence:
"Oh! My mother! " he sobbed.
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