Story of Vikramaditya Justice Seat


      The Name of King Vikrmaditya is famous in Indian histry. He was the King of Ujjain. After his death, his palaces were ruined. The People took their animals to graze at that place. Oncea chair Like thing appeared there. A boy of the village sat on it and started playing justice. The King ruling the kingdom at that time thought of taking out that chair. When he wanted to sit on that chair, The angels flew away with it. Read this interesting story to know the details.

      We are all familiar with the name of Vikramaditya. His reign has been a landmark in the histry of our country. The ‘Vikram Samvat’ owes its origin to him. Although his name is so famous, it is strange that we hardly know anything definite about his life. There is one thing certain about him, however, he loved justice and learning. He gave perfect justice to his people and gathered learned men about him in his court. It is said that he was the greatest judge in history.

      Vikaramaditya was never deceived. Nor did he ever punish the wrong men. The guilty was never deceived. Nor did he ever punish the wrong man. The guilty trembled when they came before him for they knew that his eyes would look straight into their guilt. And those who came to him difficult problem were always satisfied by the way he solved them. And so, in India after him whennever any judge pronounced his judgement with great skill, it was said of him: “Ah ! he must have sat on the judgement seat of Vikramaditya.”

      He anyone ever seen the judgement seat of Vikramaditya? Perhaps not; because the seat does not exist any more. I am going to tell you how it disappeared.

      After the death of Vikramaditya, the people of Ujjain, in due course of time, forgot him. His palace and his fortress were ruined. The heaped-up ruins, having been covered with grass, dust and trees, were turned into a pasture-land for feeding the cattle. The village-people used to send thier cows out to these pastures to graze. Early in the morning the cattle would go in the care of shepherd-boys and would not return till late in the evening.When it was time to return, a shepherd-boy would call out from the edge of the pasture, and all  cattle along with their cowherds  would gather  round  him, and together they would turn homewards.

      Such was the life  of  the  shepherd-boys  in the villages  about Ujjain, there where many of , and in the long day on the pastures they  had  plenty of  time  for fun. One they found a  playground. And, how  delightful it was! the ground under  the tree was rough and uneven. Here  and  there the ends of a great  stone peeped out, and in middle there was green  mound , which looked  very  much  like a judge’s  seat.  

      At least one of  the  boys thought so, and seated himself on it. “I say, boys,” he cried, ‘I’ll be the judge, and you can bring all your cases before me, and we will have trials.” Then he strightened his face and became very grave to act the part of judge.

      Others saw the fun at once, and whispering among themselves, quickly picked up some quarrel, and appeared before him. Each group stated their case one saying that a certain field was thier, another saying that it was not and so on. They all wanted him to settle the dispute.

      But now, all of a sudden, a strange thing made itself felt. The boy who  appeared so common before he sat down on the mound, looked so different now. He had became grave and serious, and his tone and manner were so strange and impessive that the rest of the boys were a little frightened. Still they thought it was fun, and once again they put up a fresh case before him, and once more he gave his judgement. And this went on for hours and hours together, he sitting on the judge’s seat, listening to complaints and pronouncing sentences with the same gravity till it was time to return. And then he jumped down from his place, and he just like any other cowherd.

      From then onwords, so famous did this cowherd became that all the complicated disputes were put before him. And always the same thing happened. The spirit of knowledge and justice would come to him and he would show them the truth. But when he came down from his seat, he would be no different from the other boys.

      Gradually, this news spread through the countryside. Grown up men and women from all the villages would bring their disputes in the court of the cowherd boy. And always they received a judgement that both sides understood, and so went away satisfied.

      Now the King,who lived for away from Ujjain, heard this story. “Well,” he said, “that boy must have definitely sat on the Vikramaditiya.” The king’s guess was correct, as the ruins about the meadows were once Vikaramiditya’s palace. “If just sitting on the mound brings wisdom and justice on the shepherd-boy,” he thought, “let us dig deep and find the judgement-seat. I, too, shall sit on it and hear all the cases. Then the spirit of Vikaramiditya will descend upon ma as well, and I shall always be a just king.”

      So, with spades and shovels, the grassy knoll where the boys played was overturned. The boy who had been the self-made judge was sorrowful; he felt that something very dear to him was being taken away.

      At last the labourers came on to something. They uncovered it and found a slab of black marble, supported on the hands and wings of twenty-five stone-angels. Surely it was the judgement-seat of Vikaramaditya.

     With great rejoicing, it was brought on the city and placed in the hall of justice. The King ordered his people to three days’ prayer, fasting, and announced that on the fourth day he would ascend the throne publicily.

      At last the great morning came, and crowds assembled to see the king taking his seat. Walking through the long hall, came the judges and priests of the kingdom, followed by the King. Then as they reached the seat of judgement, they parted into two rows, the king walked up in the middle, bowed his head in reverence and went staight to marble slab. When the king was about to sit on the throne, one of the angels began to speak. “Stop”, it said, “do you think that you are worthy to sit on the judgement-seat of Vikramaditya? Have you never desired to rule over kingdoms that were not your own?” For a while the king could not think of an answer. He knew his life was unjust. After a long silence, he spoke. “No”, he said, “I am not worthy.” “Go then and fast and pray for three days,” said the angel, “so that you may purify yourself and be worthy to sit on the throne.” With these words it spread its wings and flew away.

      The King prepared himself with prayer and with fasting to come again and sit on the judgement-seat of Vikaramiditya. But this time again the same thing happened. Another stone-angle asked him if he had never desired to possess the riches of others. The king admitted that he had done so, and,therefore, he was not worthy to sit on the judgement-seat.

      In this way, whenever the king tried to occupy the throne, he was questioned by an angel, and he had to withdraw. This went on till only one angel was left supporting the maeble-slab. The king went near the throne with great confidence, for he felt sure of being allowed to take his place that day.

      But as he came near the seat, the last angel spoke, “Are you, then, perfectly pure in heart, o King? Is your heart as pure as that of a little child? If so, you are indeed worthy to sit on his seat.”

      “No” said the king very slowly, “No, I am not worthy.” And as these words the angel flew up into the sky, bearing the slab upon his head.

      This was how the judgement-seat of Vikramaditya disappeared from the earth forever.

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