Only the knowledge of foreboding entails the rare!

Rushbhdev, the township of Kaushambi, cut off his forehead and said, 'Oh, how I have committed a crime. I am the culprit behind the wave. Oh my goodness I'm sorry. '

Every human being's life has a veil. It is the veil of the past birth and the preceding karma. Because of the virtue of prejudice, the person suffers from poverty or poverty. Not only is premature virtue or sin shadowed, but its influence is constantly on its present life.

Who gets the knowledge of prejudice? It is only with rare persons that the events of foreboding occur in his present life, and that is what happened in Tarangwati, daughter of Rashbhdev, a township of Kaushambi and Padmadev, son of Dhanadeva. The couple, born in the Bhagavad, marries Gandharva rituals in the future, and then Taranvati's father Nagarshth leaves Rashbhadeva because of his reluctance.

In his later life, there are several instances of recruitment. There are frequent shifts and changes in the situation. When the robbers fall into their hands and they think of making them a sacrifice, the couple escapes secretly.

As hunger and thirst reach the village, Khayak reaches the village and sits on the shore of the quiet lake and experiences all the joys of forgetting all the misery. The cycle of sorrow and happiness continues in life. If you experience sorrow today, the clouds of sorrow will dissipate as the sun of happiness rises.

As the couple is sitting on the shore of the lake, there is a horseman from the front. When a disaster strikes a person in life, he or she gets the call of any new event or immediately a fear arises in the mind that a new disaster is coming. The fear of such a disaster raises a number of options. Wouldn't a rush horseman come from behind to bind them? If we could get out of the band of robbers, then there would be no new constitution builders?

The cavalry got off the horse and came in front of Padmadev. When Padmadev was looking at him with astonishment, he came and patted Padmadev and then said in a courteous voice, 'Kumar, did you not know me? I have been in your palace for a very long time. '

Taking a look at it, Padmadeva tried to identify him and with such recognition came the exclamation from Padmadev's mouth, 'Hey, oh! You are our familiar Kulmakahti, aren't you? '

He said, 'Yes, and I came here looking for you, following the command of your father. Some towns turned out to be dilapidated. Lots of places to visit. Some of the hills were dug. Your father ordered me to find you at any cost. Today is the end of my long journey. You met and I was successful in my duties. Now walk with me. In this khayak village my relative Brahmin lives. Get them some rest there. '

Both Padmadev and Tarangaonti went to the town along with Kulmakhasti and lowered the Brahmins who were his kinsmen. After having a bath and having a meal, he would go to bed with Kulmakasthi after rest. Kulmakhasti said, 'Nagarshth Rishabhdev and his family learned that his daughter Taranwati was nowhere to be seen.

Do a thorough search in the palace, examine the relatives there. Looking for the acquaintance, but the wave can be found nowhere. So to get her help, Nagarshtha called her saris Sarasika and said, tell me where my daughter has been floating. Without it I would not be able to live. My whole family is rockin '. Since you are his favorite sakhi, you need to know where he is floating. Tell me soon. '

Sarasika said, "I do not know where my favorite Sakhi wave is, but I do know all about what happened to Tarangi."

'What happened?' Nagarshit asked impatiently.

Sarasika said, 'There has been an unexpected event in my aunt's life. You might not even imagine. My sister-in-law remembered her birth and thus tried different ways to find her unborn husband and eventually reconciled with her unborn husband. The joy of my dear Sakhi Tarangiwati was beyond me. Her heart was constantly on the verge of meeting her ex-husband, but you refused to marry Tarangi with Padmadev and both of them were broken.

Rushbhdev, the township of Kaushambi, cut off his forehead and said, 'Oh, how I have committed a crime. I am the culprit behind the wave. Oh my goodness I'm sorry. ' (Step by step)

Aware

Condemnation is the food of Navara people. Out of all the juices of life, blasphemy is the sweetest of many. Their condemnation has no conscience or no limits. Blasphemy has always been an exaggeration, which is why it is necessary to check one's innocence before condemning anyone.