Oh Lord Mahaveer, in
order to check the spiritual demise of the worldly beings, following
attachments and aversions, you have set going the stream of your divine
voice, which gives them true life and which explains to them the
fundamentals. You have done this with feelings of compassion on such
beings. Seeing that river of the divine message dried up, the spiritual
monk Kundkundacharya preserved that nectar in the pot of the great
scripture, 'Samaysar'.
Kundkundacharya wrote
Samaysar and Amritchandracharya adorned it with his commentary and
accompanying verses. Oh great Samaysar, the mysteries of all this universe
have been unravelled in your exposition.
Oh Lord Kundkund, your
voice, as incorporated in Samaysar, is full of the peace and tranquillity
of the soul, which you distributed to the liberation minded beings
very liberally. Just as nectar removes the effects of unconsciousness due
to consumption of poison, the eternal delusion due to the poison of false
belief is shattered to pieces with the nectar of your divine
exhortation. Consequently, the delusions of the soul are washed off and it
engages itself in self-realisation.
Oh Samaysar, you
describe the elements of this universe from their intrinsic aspect. As
such you discard all divisions and distinguish between the spiritual
conscious nature and karma-actuated sinful inclinations. You are a real
companion of the travellers on the path of liberation. You are the sun of
this universe and the real message of Lord Mahaveer. Being the cause of
solace to the unhappy and suffering mass of human and other living
creatures of this worldly existence, you are yourself the path to
liberation.
Oh Samaysar, after
hearing your message, the shackles of bondage are slackened. To know you
is to know the heart of a sentient being. Desire to read and follow you,
kills the leanings towards sensual joys and other undesirable activities
of this worldly life. One who enjoys your blessings, achieve s the all
pervasive omniscience. To sum up, the all knowing soul enters the depths
of our experience and shines brilliantly.
The writings of Kundkund
cannot be honoured, even if we prepare leaves of gold and write his
preachings over them with the words of gems.
Dr. H.C. Bharill
