7.
Yayati
EMPEROR Yayati was one of the ancestors of the Pandavas.
He had never known defeat. He followed the dictates of the sastras, adored the
gods and venerated his ancestors with intense devotion. He became famous as a
ruler devoted to the welfare of his subjects.
But as has already been told, he became prematurely old by
the curse of Sukracharya for having wronged his wife Devayani. In the words of
the poet of the Mahabharata:
"Yayati attained that old age which destroys beauty
and brings on miseries." It is needless to describe the misery of youth
suddenly blighted into age, where the horrors of loss are accentuated by pangs
of recollection.
Yayati, who found himself suddenly an old man, was still
haunted by the desire for sensual enjoyment. He had five beautiful sons, all
virtuous and accomplished. Yayati called them and appealed piteously to their
affection:
"The curse of your grandfather Sukracharya has made
me unexpectedly and prematurely old. I have not had my fill of the joys of
life. For, not knowing what was in store for me I lived a life of restraint,
denying myself even lawful pleasures. One of you ought to bear the burden of my
old age and give his youth in return. He who agrees to this and bestows his
youth on me will be the ruler of my kingdom. I desire to enjoy life in the full
vigor of youth."
He first asked his eldest son. That son replied: "O
great king, women and servants will mock at me if I were to take upon myself
your old age. I cannot do go. Ask of my younger brothers who are dearer to you
than myself."
When the second son was approached, he gently refused with
the words: "Father, you ask me to take up old age that destroys not only
strength and beauty but also as I see wisdom. I am not strong enough to do
so."
The third son replied: "An old man cannot ride a horse
or an elephant. His speech will falter. What can I do in such a helpless
plight? I cannot agree."
The king was angry and disappointed that his three sons
had declined to do as he wished, but he hoped for better from his fourth son,
to whom he said: "You should take up my old age. If you exchange your
youth with me, I shall give it back to you after some time and take back the
old age with which I have been cursed."
The fourth son begged to be forgiven as this was a thing
he could by no means consent to. An old man had to seek the help of others even
to keep his body clean, a most pitiful plight. No, much as he loved his father
he could not do it.
Yayati was struck with sorrow at the refusal of the four
sons. Still, hoping against hope, he supplicated his last son who had never yet
opposed his wishes: "You must save me. I am afflicted with this old age
with its wrinkles, debility and grey hairs as a result of the curse of
Sukracharya. It is too hard a trial! If you will take upon yourself these infirmities,
I shall enjoy life for just a while more and then give you back your youth and
resume my old age and all its sorrows. Pray, do not refuse as your elder
brothers have done."
Puru, the youngest son, moved by filial love, said:
"Father, I gladly give you my youth and relieve you of the sorrows of old
age and cares of state. Be happy."
Hearing these words Yayati embraced him. As soon as he
touched his son, Yayati became a youth. Puru, who accepted the old age of his
father, ruled the kingdom and acquired great renown. Yayati enjoyed life for
long, and not satisfied, went later to the garden of Kubera and spent many
years with an Apsara maiden.
After long years spent in vain efforts to quench desire by
indulgence, the truth dawned on him.
Returning to Puru, he said: "Dear son, sensual desire
is never quenched by indulgence any more than fire is by pouring ghee in it. I
had heard and read this, but till now I had not realised it. No object of
desire, corn, gold, cattle or women, nothing can ever satisfy the desire of
man, We can reach peace only by a mental poise beyond likes and dislikes. Such
is the state of Brahman. Take back your youth and rule the kingdom wisely and
well."
With these words Yayati took his old age. Puru, who
regained his youth, was made king by Yayati who retired to the forest. He spent
his time there in austerities and, in due course, attained heaven.