The words of his guru, Uyyakondar, reverberated in Manakkaal Nambi’s mind.
“My own guru, Nathamuni, has a grandson living in the Pandya kingdom,” Uyyakondar had said. “It is your duty to bring him back to our Srivaishnava fold when the time is right.”
Knock. Knock.
Yamuna was puzzled. His teacher Bhashyacharya was away, and all his classmates had gone home. He was the only student at the school. Who could be visiting at this inconvenient time?
He went forward and opened the door, anyway. The person on the other side glared at him.
Indradyumna had experienced enough of his worldly and materialistic life as a king. The Pandya ruler wanted to spend the remainder of his life immersing himself in the worship of Sriman Narayana.
