Chapter 34 – The Unyielding Archer
After ensuring that Karna started his journey towards Mahismati , Rudra's quest led him to seek out another soul marginalized by society's rigid structures—a young prince whose unwavering dedication to mastering archery was overshadowed by his birth. This was Eklavya, the Nishad prince whose tale of devotion and sacrifice had been both inspiring and tragic in Rudra's previous life.
Eklavya, son of Hiranyadhanus, the leader of the Nishad tribe, had long aspired to become a formidable archer. His heart burned with the desire to learn, but the societal norms of the time deemed his caste unworthy of such martial pursuits. Time and again, he approached esteemed sages and warriors, only to face rejection solely based on his lineage.
Undeterred, Eklavya took a path less traveled.
Rudra, aware of Eklavya's plight and potential, decided to test the young prince's resolve and character. Disguising himself as a wandering Brahmin, Rudra set up a practice session near the forest where Eklavya was gathering fruits. The rhythmic twang of the bowstring and the swift flight of arrows drew Eklavya's attention. Mesmerized by the Brahmin's prowess, he couldn't help but watch intently.
After a while, Rudra paused, sensing Eklavya's presence. Turning to face him, he remarked sternly, "You've been observing me for quite some time. Are you attempting to steal my techniques?"
Startled and slightly apprehensive, Eklavya responded, "No, Brahman Dev. I was merely passing by and couldn't help but be captivated by your skill."
Feigning suspicion, Rudra retorted, "Regardless, you've witnessed my art. In our tradition, that makes me your teacher. And a student owes his guru a dakshina. Are you prepared to offer me your thumb as a token of your devotion?"
Eklavya's eyes lit up with an unexpected joy. To be acknowledged as a disciple, even under such peculiar circumstances, was an honor he hadn't anticipated. Without a moment's hesitation, he drew his blade and severed his right thumb, presenting it to Rudra with reverence.
Observing the act, Rudra inquired, "Why did you not offer the thumb of your left hand? That way, you could have continued your practice in the future."
Eklavya, with unwavering determination, replied, "How could I, as a devoted student, offer anything less than what was asked? My right thumb is integral to my craft; offering it is the ultimate gesture of my commitment."
A genuine smile spread across Rudra's face. Casting aside his disguise, he revealed his true form, radiating an aura of divine authority. "Your devotion and sacrifice have moved me deeply," he proclaimed. "I am Rudra, the Pralayavatar Maharishi. As a testament to your unwavering spirit, I bless you: as long as you wield a bow, no force shall defeat you."
Eklavya stood in awe, processing the magnitude of the moment. Recognizing the illustrious figure before him, he bowed deeply. "Great one, does this mean you accept me as your disciple?"
Rudra nodded affirmatively. "Indeed. Come, let us visit your tribe."
Together, they journeyed to the Nishad settlement. The community, initially wary, was soon filled with elation upon recognizing the esteemed sage accompanying their prince. They prepared a lavish feast in Rudra's honor, celebrating the auspicious occasion.
During the gathering, Rudra addressed Hiranyadhanus, the tribe's leader and Eklavya's father. "Your son's dedication is commendable. I have accepted him as my disciple. Furthermore, I propose that your tribe relocates to Mahishmati. There, you'll find opportunities and acceptance that have been unjustly denied to you here."
Hiranyadhanus, after a moment of contemplation, responded, "It would be an honor to follow your guidance, Maharishi. We shall prepare for the journey."
With preparations underway, the Nishad tribe began their migration to Mahishmati, guided by Rudra and inspired by Eklavya's unwavering spirit. This move symbolized not just a change in location, but a step towards breaking societal chains and embracing a future where merit triumphed over birthright.
As they traversed the path to Mahishmati, Rudra couldn't help but reflect on the intertwining fates of Karna and Eklavya—two souls marginalized by society's prejudices yet possessing hearts of unparalleled valor. With guidance and support, their stories could be rewritten, leading to a destiny far removed from the tragedies of the past.