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The Bhikṣuṇī Maṇimēkhalai

An English translation of one of the five great Tamil classics, a story of Buddhist virtues, magical powers and philosophy; along with a detailed study of the text.

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166 - Sutamatī and the Kind Bhikṣu<br />

had given up the Jain hermitage and accompanied <strong>Maṇimēkhalai</strong> to<br />

the garden.<br />

Sutamatī replied that she was the daughter of a Brahman and his wife<br />

both of Champa. Having lost her mother early, and while she was still<br />

under the guardianship of her father, she was carried off by a<br />

Vidyādhara called Mārutavēga, from her native place.<br />

<strong>The</strong> father, coming in search of her towards the famous bathing ghat<br />

of Kanyākumāri ‘constructed by monkeys’, saw her in this town as he<br />

was returning after his morning bath in the Kāvēri.<br />

Having enquired how I came to be here, he would not give me up,<br />

although I had become unworthy to live among Brahmans, and took<br />

upon himself the life of a mendicant beggar to eke out his and my<br />

livelihood. In one of his begging rounds a cow, recently in calf, ran at<br />

him and tore open his stomach. Holding his entrails in his hand, he<br />

came to the hermitage of the Jains, which not long since was my<br />

habitation, and sought asylum with them. <strong>The</strong> inmates of the<br />

hermitage rather than give asylum turned me out from there and sent<br />

me along with him.<br />

We were wandering in this forlorn condition crying out if there were<br />

any kind-hearted people to take [123] us into their protection. A<br />

kind-hearted Buddhist Bhikṣu who was coming on his midday round,<br />

handing his begging bowl to me, carried my father to the vihāra,<br />

where he and his companions lived, and thus helped to dispel my<br />

father’s pains and sorrows of death. This hermit Saṅghadharma<br />

taught her the teaching of the Buddha:–

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