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King Parikshit - Bagavatam


Hi, I am reading a Bhagavatam book. I'd like to share with you some of the stories from Bhagavatam. 
Parikshit was the son of Abimanyu. Parikshit became the king. One day, Parikshit went hunting and saw a sage meditating. He asked him if he wanted some fruits and flowers. But the sage did not reply. So, Parikshit put a dead snake around the sage's neck and left. The sage's son was very angry to see a dead snake around his father's neck. He said, "Who ever has put this dead snake around my father's neck will be bitten by the snake Takshaka and will die in a week." The sage immediately opened his eyes and said to his son, "You fool! Whom you've cursed is the great king Parikshit who took care of our country very well. Who will do a job like that?" Then, king Parikshit heard about the curse and was very sad. Everybody gathered around him. A wise Rishi called Shukadeva passed by and saw this. He then told the story of the Bhagavata.
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  1. T.SrinivasanNovember 17, 2020 at 8:58 PM

    Great job you are doing shriyandhaa .Reading Bhagawatham by you is a blessing by Guruvayur appan Krishna who loves you.I bow my head
    From Pushpa patti

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  2. SubhashreeNovember 17, 2020 at 9:20 PM

    Very nicely written Shriyandhaa. Keep reading and writing...I enjoy all your blogs.
    Subhashree aunty

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  3. T.SrinivasanNovember 17, 2020 at 9:21 PM

    You are really great. First you have read Bhagavatham and then after reading that Bhagavatham you are writing. This is a great thing. Learning and giving back to others is a great thing. Instead of reading for funny stories, you are reading Bhagavatham which itself is great. Keep it up. Do read and write about Bhagwan whatever you think about Lord Mahavishnu.
    Keep it up.

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