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Chapter 5 — Sandhi

Hitopdesh
142 Shloka • Translation Only
At the time of narrating the stories again the princes said— Sir, we have heard about war. Tell us what relates to Peace now. Vishnusharma said— May you listen. I will tell you even about Sandhi (Peace) which is introduced by the following verse— When the great battle had taken place between the two kings whose armies were annihilated, a peace was made in a moment with their words by the arbiters, the Vulture and the Chakravaka.
The princes asked— How it was? Vishnusharma thus related— Then the royal Swan asked— Who was it that threw fire into our fort? Was it a stranger (one from the party of the enemy) or someone residing in our fort, instigated by the enemy? Chakra said— My lord, that causeless (disinterested) friend of Your Highness, Meghavarna, with his retinue, is not to be seen. So, I think it must have been his work. The king reflecting for a moment said— This is surely (the play of) my evil luck. For it is said— It is the fault of (adverse) fate and not of ministers, that a business, although well-planned, sometimes fails, as destiny would have it.
The minister said— This also is said, being reduced to an adverse state a man blames his fate; but the fool never knows (that it was the result of) his own faults in actions.
Moreover, that foolish man (lit. of wicked intellect), who does not approvingly follow the advice of his friends who have his welfare at heart, perishes like the silly tortoise that fell off from a piece of wood.
The king asked— How it was, and the minister related— In the country of Magadha there is a lake called Phullotpala (with-full-blown-lotuses). In it lived for a long time two geese, named Samkata and Vikata, and also a tortoise, their friend, named Kambugriva. Once some fishermen, having come there said— We shall stay here today and (tomorrow) morning kill the fishes, turtles and others. On hearing that the tortoise said to the geese— Friends, have you heard the talk of the fishermen? What should I do now? The geese replied— Let it be ascertained again (what they will do) and then we shall do in the morning what is proper to be done. The tortoise observed— Not so. For I have seen a past occurrence here (or, I have seen the evil consequences of such a course here—or I see danger in this). And in respect of this it is said— Anagatavidhata (Provider-against-the-evil-not-come) and Pratyutpannamati (Ready-witted)—these two flourishes happily while Yadbhavishya (Come-what-will-be) perishes.
The two asked— How was this? The tortoise then related— Formerly in this very lake, when fishermen like these had come, three fishes took counsel together. A fish, Anagatavidhata by name, was one of them. He said— As for myself I will go to another pond. Having said so he went to another pool. Another fish, Pratyutpannamati by name, observed— Since there is no certainty of future events happening (as expected or in a particular way) where can I go? So, when the emergency arises, I shall act as the occasion would require. For it is said— He is (really) talented who counteracts (surmounts) a difficulty as it arises; just as the wife of a merchant concealed her lover before (his very) eyes.
Yadbhavishya asked— How it was? Pratyutpannamati related— There was in Vikramapura a merchant, Samudradatta by name. His wife, named Ratnaprabha, always sported with one of her servants. For, there is no one who is disagreeable to women, nor one who is beloved by them; but they ever long for a new one, like Cows seeking fresh grass in a forest.
Now on one occasion that Ratnaprabha was seen impressing a kiss on the servant's mouth, by Samudradatta. Thereupon that profligate woman going up to him quickly said— My lord, great must be the fondness for ease of this our servant, since I have found out by smelling his mouth that he eats camphor, having stolen it. For it is said— The eating capacity of women (lit. food - as compared to that of men) is said to be twofold, their talent fourfold, their energy sixfold and their passion eightfold.
Hearing those words (of the woman) the servant getting angry said— Who can stay in the house of a master whose wife is of this sort, house wherein the mistress smells the mouth of a servant every moment? Saying this he got up and walked off. The merchant with great difficulty persuaded him and retained him in his service. Hence, I say— He is really talented who counter-acts etc. Thereafter Yadbhavishya said— What is not to happen can never happen and what is to happen can never be otherwise, why is this medicine, which destroys the poison of anxiety, not drunk?
Then in the morning Pratyutpannamati, being caught in the net, feigned himself dead and so remained. Thereafter being removed from the net he jumped to the utmost of his power and entered deep water. While Yadbhavishya being caught by the fishermen was killed. Hence, I say— Anagatavidhata etc. Therefore, so contrive it that I shall get to another pond to-day. The two geese said— You will be safe when another pond is reached. But what will be your means of safety (or how will you fare) while going on land? The tortoise replied— Contrive that means by which I shall be able to go along with you by the aerial path. The two geese said— How can such a contrivance be possible? The tortoise replied— You take in your beaks a piece of wood which I will seize by my mouth, so that I too shall go with ease by the force of your wings. The two geese said— This contrivance is possible. But, while thinking out a remedy a wise man should also take into account accident (or, possible hindrances, obstacles), the young of a foolish crane were eaten by mongooses before his very eyes.
The tortoise asked— How it was? The two geese thus narrated— There is in the Northern country a mountain Gridhrakuta by name. There in a fig tree on the bank of the Airavati lived some cranes; and in a hole at the foot of the tree lived a serpent who used to eat their little ones. Now a certain old crane, hearing the wail of the cranes afflicted with grief, said— Get some fish and have them spread one by one in a line from the burrow of the mongooses to the hole of the serpent. Then by the mongooses coming here, being attracted by the food, the serpent will necessarily be seen and killed on account of their natural antipathy. Now this being done what was expected came to pass. But the mongooses heard the cry of the young cranes; so, after that they mounted the trees and ate the young ones of the cranes. For this reason, we say— While thinking out a remedy a wise man, etc. On seeing you have borne along by us the people must say something. Hearing that if you will give a reply your death is certain. So, all matters considered, you should stay here. The tortoise replied— What? Am I a fool? I will not say anything. Then the plan being put into execution, all the cowherds observing the tortoise in that situation ran after him and exclaimed. Among them one said— If this tortoise falls, he should be roasted just here and eaten. Another said— He should be dressed on the spot and eaten. A third said— We will take him home and eat him. On hearing those harsh words, the tortoise, full of rage and forgetting his original resolve, said— You shall eat ashes. But just as he uttered these words he fell down and was killed by the cow-keepers. Hence, I say — That fool who does not, etc. Now the crane, employed as a spy, came there and said— My lord, just at the beginning I had said it was necessary to search the castle every moment. You did not do that, and so, the fruit of your neglect to attend to it (my warning) has been experienced. As to the burning of the fortress it was done by a crow named Meghavarna at the instigation of the minister, the Vulture. The king, sighing, said — He, who puts confidence in his enemies either for affection (shown) or a friendly act done, is awakened (roused to stern reality) when ruined, like a man sleeping when fallen from the top of a tree.
The spy said— When, having affected the burning of the castle, Meghavarna went away, Chitravarna being pleased said— Let this Meghavarna be installed king of this Karpuradvipa. For it is said— One should never ignore (lit. render fruitless) the service rendered by a servant who has done his duty; but should gladden (encourage) him by rewarding (his services) with the mind, speech and eyes.
Chakravaka— What then? The spy— Then the prime minister, the Vulture, said— my lord, this is not proper. Bestow upon him some other favour. For, giving advice to one who is inconsiderate is simply like pounding chaff (a bootless labour); an obligation conferred upon a mean person is like pissing on sand.
Moreover, a base man should not be placed in the station of the great. For, A low person having obtained an exalted position desires to kill his master, just as a mouse having been raised to the state of a tiger went forth to kill the sage.
Chitravarna asked— How was this? The minister related— In the penance-grove of the great sage Gotama there lived a hermit, Mahatapas by name. He (once) saw, in the vicinity of his hermitage, a young mouse fallen from the mouth of a crow. The sage being naturally tender-hearted reared it up with grains of wild rice. Now a cat ran to eat the mouse, on seeing which it ran to the sage's lap for shelter. Then the sage said— O mouse, be you a cat. Then the cat would run away on seeing a dog. Then the sage said— You fear a dog? Be you a dog yourself. Now the dog was afraid of a tiger, so that the dog was changed into a tiger by the sage. But although a tiger, the sage did not regard him as anything better than a mouse. Now all the people when they saw the sage and the mouse would say — By the sage the mouse was changed into a tiger. Hearing this, the tiger, being distressed at heart, said to himself — So long as this saint lives, this ignominious talk about my real nature will not vanish. Thus, reflecting he went forth to kill the saint. Thereupon the holy man, knowing that (his intention), again changed him into a mouse, saying— Be you a mouse again. Hence, I say, a mean man having obtained an exalted post etc. Moreover, you should not think that this is easy to do. Listen! Having devoured many fishes of the best, middle and the ordinary sort, a crane died afterwards through excessive greed, being seized by a crab.
Chitravarna demanded how it was, whereupon the minister thus related— There is, in the Malaya (Malwa) country, a lake, Padmagarbha by name. There is a certain crane who was old and decrepit stood showing himself to be sad at heart. He was observed by a crab and asked— Why do you stand thus without looking for food! The crane said— Friend, listen. The fish are the means of my sustenance. And they are certain to be killed by fishermen coming here. (For) such a talk I heard near the city. So, for want of means of subsistence my death is imminent. Aware of this I am not thinking of eating even. Now all the fishes thought to themselves— This time at least he appears to be our benefactor. So let us just consult him as to what is best to be done. For it is said— An alliance should be formed even with an enemy disposed to do a service, and not with a friend doing injury, for a deed of benevolence and injury should be known to be the signs of these (i.e., a man being a friend or foe).
The fishes asked— O crane, what is the means of our safety now? The crane replied— There is a remedy for your protection, viz., going to another pond. I shall carry you one by one there. The fishes said— Let it be so done. Then the crane carried the fishes one by one and devoured them. After that the crab said— O crane, take me there also. Thereupon, the crane too, longing for the flesh of the crab which he had never tasted before, carried him there and placed him on the ground. The crab also, seeing the place strewn with the bones of the fishes, said to himself— Alas! I am undone, an unlucky creature. Well, I will act now as the time requires. For, one should dread a danger so long as it has not come, but seeing that the danger has arrived, one should strike a blow like a hero (lit., like one not daunted, or boldly).
Moreover, when a wise man being attacked sees no benefit to himself (from not fighting) he dies fighting with his foe (or he dies fighting, along with his foe).
Again, when without fighting destruction is certain, but in fighting there is some chance of living— that the wise declare to be the time for fighting.
Thus, reflecting the crab cut off the neck of the crane, who thereupon died. Hence, I say— Having devoured many fishes etc. Upon this king Chitravarna said again— Just hear me, minister! I have thought thus of the matter. That Meghavarna, if left king here, will send us all the best things that are to be found in Karpuradvipa, so that I might live in great luxury on mount Vindhya. Duradarsi, having smiled, said— My lord, He who rejoices over things which have not come to pass suffers contempt like the Brahmana who broke the pots.
The king asked— How it was, the minister went on— There was a Brahmana, called Devasarma, in the city of Devakota. On the great equinox day, he got (as present) an earthen pot full of barley. With it, he, being oppressed with the heat of the sultry sun, slept in a part of a potter's shed filled with earthenware. Then having taken a stick in his hand to protect the Saktus (from mice) he fell into a reverie — If by selling this barley-pot I can get ten cowries, I will buy with them pitchers, Saravas and the like, just here. Selling these (at an advantage), and with the money thus increased manifold, I will buy, over and over again, betel-nuts, cloth and other articles, and will raise my fortune till it could be reckoned by lacs, and then marry four wives. I will then show greater love to her among the fellow-wives who is endowed with beauty and youth. Then when her co-wives, their jealousy being excited, will quarrel with her, I, being overpowered by rage, will strike them with a stick thus — With these words he hurled forth the stick (he had in his hand), so that his pot containing the barley was broken into pieces and many other pots destroyed. Now the noise brought in the potter who discovering the pots in that condition reproved the Brahmana and drove him out of the interior of the shed. I say therefore— He who rejoices over things etc. On hearing this the king said to the Vulture — Friend, tell me what is proper to be done. The Vulture said — Of a king swollen with pride as of an elephant in rut (infuriated, ungovernable), and therefore going astray, the leaders (advisers, drivers), indeed, meet with censure (incur blame).
I solicit your attention, my lord. Did we conquer the fort by the pride of our strength (or, army, i.e., by sheer force) or rather by a stratagem, suggested by your glory? The king replied— By means of a scheme devised by Your Excellency. The Vulture said— If my advice is to be followed, then let us go back to our country. Else, after the advent of the rainy season, if the war is renewed with an enemy of equal power, it will be impossible for us, who are stationed in a foreign country, even to return home. So having made peace for the attainment of both prosperity and glory, let us go away. The fortress has already been taken and renown gained. This much is what I approve of. For, A king has a (true) adviser (lit. helper) in him, who considering his duty as foremost and not minding what his master likes or dislikes, says things which are true although unpalatable.
In a battle both the parties are sometimes ruined; so, one should not jeopardize his advantages, thus has Brihaspati declared.
Moreover, Who, that is not an idiot, will risk (lit., place on the swing of doubt) in a battle the army of his allies, his kingdom, his own self, as well as his reputation?
Moreover, one should desire friendly alliance even with one's equals, since victory in a battle is uncertain, for were not Sunda and Upasunda, of equal valour, destroyed by each other?
The king asked— How it was? The minister told (the following tale)— In days of yore, two demons, Sunda and Upasunda by name, who were brothers, with the desire of obtaining the sovereignty of the three worlds, devoted themselves to Siva's worship for a long time, suffering great bodily torment. Then the deity being pleased with them asked them to name the boon they wanted. Now the two, owing to the (influence of) the goddess of learning who had possessed them, gave utterance to quite a different wish from what they had intended to do. They said— If the Almighty God is pleased with us, may he give us his consort Parvati. Then the Deity, although enraged, seeing that the granting of the boon was inevitable, gave Parvati to those fools. Thereupon they two, the destroyers of the world and representing (as it were) sin and darkness (ignorance), being captivated by the excellence of her beauty and mentally yearning after her, began to quarrel, each saying that she was his. But they, having agreed between themselves to refer the matter to an umpire, that same Deity stood before them having come there in the form of an old Brahmana. Upon this the two asked the Brahmana— We have obtained this (goddess) by our own might. To which of us does she belong? The Brahmana spoke— A Brahmana is esteemed when he is distinguished for his knowledge, a Kshatriya when powerful, a merchant when pre-eminently in possession of wealth and grain, and a Sudra when serving the twice-born.
Now you two are the followers of the duties proper for the Kshatriyas; and so, the rule for you is to fight. After this declaration, saying— 'He has spoken well', the two whose valour was equally matched, struck each other at one and the same time, and met their doom. Therefore, I say— One should form a friendly alliance even with one's equal, etc. The king— Why did you not say so before? The Minister— Did Your Highness hear my speech to its end? And even then, this war was not commenced with my consent. This Hiranyagarbha possesses qualities which make him a fit person to form an alliance, and not to wage war with. For it is said— One who is veracious, one who is noble-minded, one who is righteous, one who is mean-minded (or not an Aryan), one in union with a number of brothers (or, relatives), one who is powerful, and one who is victorious in many battles—those seven kings are mentioned as fit to be entered into an alliance with.
One, who is veracious, is ever faithful to truth, and will not change afterwards when united by an alliance. He who is noble-minded, it is quite evident, will never act meanly even though his life be threatened.
For a righteous king, if attacked, everyone will fight, he who is righteous is difficult to be uprooted on account of the love of his subjects and his dutifulness (his just conduct).
An alliance should be formed even with one who is mean-minded, when destruction is imminent; for without his assistance one who is noble-minded cannot pass time happily.
Just as a bamboo covered over with thorns cannot be (easily) uprooted on account or its being in close union (with others), so cannot one in union with a multitude of relatives.
There is no ordinance which says that one should fight with one's superior in power; for a cloud cannot, indeed, move contrary to the wind.
Through, the prowess of one who has been victorious in many battles, like that of Parasurama (the son of Jamadagni), everyone is made subservient (to one's wishes) in every place and at all times.
Enemies quickly yield to him with whom a victor in many battles forms an alliance, through his (the latter's) prowess.
Then this king, who is endowed with many qualities, should be made peace with. Chakravaka said— Spy, we have known everything. Go now and come back having gathered further intelligence. The king asked Chakravaka— Minister, who are those with whom it is not advisable to form an alliance? I wish to know them also. The minister replied— My lord, I will tell you that. Kindly listen! One who is a child, who is old, who is subject to protracted diseases, he who is excommunicated from (or, disowned by) his caste, who is timid or has timid servants, who is avaricious or has avaricious servants,—
whose subjects (or, ministers) are disattached, who is exceedingly addicted to carnal pleasures, who is fickle-minded in receiving his counsels, who talks ill (or speaks disrespectfully) of the gods and the Brahmanas (a blasphemer),—
one condemned by fate, a fatalist, he who is smitten with the calamity of famine, who is in danger (or, difficulty) from his army,
one not in his own country (or, one not a native of the country), one who has many enemies, one whom time does not favour (i.e., fighting at a very unfavourable time), and one who has departed from truth and dharma (righteousness)— these are the twenty men (or kings),—
with whom one should not make peace but simply fight on; for those, if warred against in no time, fall into their enemy's hands.
On account of the little power (or, influence) a child(-king) possesses, people do not wish to fight for him; because one of a tender age is not able to know the fruit (consequences) of fighting or not fighting.
He who is old, and he who has been long ailing - these two, being destitute of the power of energy, are, undoubtedly, overpowered by their own men.
He, who has been disowned by all his kinsmen, is easily uprooted; for those very kinsmen, when won over, kill him.
A coward, by reason of his giving up fighting, draws down ruin on himself. Similarly, he who has timid servants is deserted by them in a battle.
By reason of his not distributing the spoils of war, the followers of an avaricious king do not fight for him. He who has greedy followers is killed by them when estranged by gifts (given by his enemies).
He whose subjects (or, ministers) are disaffected is forsaken by them in battle. One excessively attached to pleasures is easily assailable.
He who is fickle minded in receiving his counsels is disliked by his ministers; and, on account of the unsteadiness of his mind, he is neglected by them in an important affair (or, when a necessity arises).
Owing to the supreme power of Dharma (righteousness), he who speaks irreverently of the gods and the Brahmanas perishes of himself, as also one who is smitten by Fate.
Fate, indeed, is the only cause of prosperity or adversity. He, who, depending on Fate, goes on thinking thus, does not move even for himself.
He who is overtaken by the calamity of a famine is ruined, while he who has danger from his army (or whose army is disaffected) is unable to commence war.
He who is out of his country can be easily killed even by a petty foe, just as an alligator, although small, can drag even a powerful elephant.
He, who has many enemies, is, when embarrassed, like a pigeon in the midst of hawks; by whatever way he may pass, there he is killed in no time.
He who marches with (lit. musters) his army out of season is killed by one fighting in right time (i.e., seizing the most advantageous opportunity), as is a crow, with its vision gone at midnight, by an owl.
On hearing this, that Kaundinya, the fire of whose sorrow was extinguished by the water of Kapila's advice, became an ascetic (lit. took the holy staff). So, owing to the Brahmana's curse, I lie here to carry the frogs. Now that frog went to the king of frogs, Jalapada by name, and informed him of that. Then the chief of the frogs came there and mounted the serpent's back. The serpent, too, taking him on his back, moved about stepping beautifully. The next day, finding him unable to move about, the chief of serpents asked him why he was slow to move. The serpent replied— My lord, I am weak on account of want of food. The frog-king replied— We command you to eat frogs. Then saying— "This great favour is accepted," he ate up the frogs gradually. After that, finding the pond void of frogs, he devoured the frog-king also. Hence, I say— Having to achieve an object, a wise man should even bear his enemies etc. Now, my lord, let as have done with the narration of old stories. My opinion is that we should make peace with this king, Hiranyagarbha, who is amply worthy of an alliance. The king said— What means this idea of yours? For we have beaten him in war. If, therefore, he lives as our vassal, let him do so; else we shall fight him again. Just at the time a parrot coming from Jambudvipa said— Lord, the Sarasa king of Ceylon has invaded Jambudvipa and continues to be there. The king asked in great confusion— What? The parrot told the same thing again. The Vulture said to himself— Well done, minister Chakravaka! you, all-knowing one, excellent, excellent! The king in anger— Let this king be alone then. Him I will first go and destroy, root and branch. The minister, Far-seeing, having smiled, observed— One should not thunder in vain like the autumnal clouds, a great man does not disclose to another the object he seeks or does not seek (or the evil he meets with, or does not proclaim the good or evil he means to do another).
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