Chapter 7
variegated faces, advanced towards the Bodhisatta in order to overpower and destroy him.
While the great armies of Mara were thus advancing towards the MahÈbodhi tree, not a
single devas headed by Sakka, who had been there hitherto paying homage to the
Bodhisatta, could withstand them. They fled helter-skelter in all directions. Sakka ran away
with his large Vijayuttara conch hung on his back and remained standing on the fringe of
the ten thousand world-systems. MahÈ BrahmÈ also, throwing away the white umbrella at
the edge of the world-system, went back to the BrahmÈ-world. KÈla Naga also, abandoning
all the Naga dancers dived into the earth, went to the Naga mansion named Manjerika, five
hundred
yojanas
in size and slept covering his face with the hand. There was not a single
deva or BrahmÈ who dared to remain standing in the neighbourhood of the Bodhisatta and
the MahÈbodhi tree. At that time, the Bodhisatta remained sitting all alone like a great
BrahmÈ residing alone inside a secluded mansion.
Bad Omens which appear in advance to signal The Arrival of Mara
Bad omens appeared distinctly in advance to portend the arrival of Mara. These omens
were: Falling of thousands of very violent frightful meteors; falling of total darkness with
the rising of haze; severe quaking of oceans and the great earth; arising of mists in the
oceans, flowing of many rivers upstream; falling of mountain tops to the ground; toppling
over of trees; blowing of violent storms and winds; appearance of fearful sounds from
these violent storms and winds; vanishing of the sun in the darkness and roaming about in
the sky of headless bodies. When Mara arrived with the clear appearance of these ominous
signs, the Bodhisatta remained seated courageously without the least fear, like the bird
king, Garuda, in the midst of birds or like the lion king, Kesaraja, amidst beasts.
Even as the aforesaid inauspicious omens were appearing, Mara arrived, but remained
standing, being unable to enter the immediate vicinity of the MahÈbodhi tree (MahÈbodhi
maÓÉala
). Not daring to make an approach, Mara's great armies kept the Bodhisatta
surrounded from all sides. Viewing his hordes, Mara could just give them command:
‚Come on! Seize him!‛ but he himself was unable to go anywhere near the MahÈbodhi tree,
just as a fly was incapable of approaching a piece of red hot iron. He said to his hordes: ‚O
men, there is not a single person to match this Prince Siddhattha, the son of King
SuddhodÈna. We are unable to make a frontal attack on him, we shall attack this Prince
Siddhattha from the rear.‛
On surveying the three sides, the front and left and right of himself, the Bodhisatta did
not see anything but emptiness, since all the devas and BrahmÈs had fled. Then seeing the
Mara's troops advancing to overrun him from the northern side, he thought to himself:
‚Such overwhelming numbers of Mara's troops are making great efforts with the sole
object of attacking me. There is neither my mother nor father, nor my brother nor any
other relatives of mine here at this place. Only the Ten Perfections, which I have so long
developed and nurtured, will serve me as my companions and retinue. So relying only on
these comrades of mine, the Ten Perfections, it will be proper to destroy these hordes of
marÈs
by attacking them with my
pÈramÊ
weapons.‛ Then he remained reflecting on the
meritorious deeds of his Ten Perfections.
Mara's Attack with Nine Kinds of Missiles.
While the Bodhisatta was thus reflecting on meritoriousness of his Ten Perfections, Mara
was planning: ‚By discharging nine kinds of missiles, I will force the Prince Siddhattha to
flee.‛
(1) First, he let loose a violent cyclone. Immediately, the east wind, the west wind, the
south wind and the north wind started rising in force and although they were capable
of breaking and blasting away mountain tops of sizes measuring a half
yojana
, one
yojana
, two or three
yojanas
, and uprooting trees and jungle bushes and also
pulverising villages and towns in the surrounding area, they became powerless on
coming near the Bodhisatta and were incapable of even ruffling the edge of his robe
on account of the glory and power of the Bodhisatta's deeds of merit.