The story of
Dhruva
This is the legend of Dhruva, the child man who became a symbol of
justice, equality and rights.
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago an ancient kingdom was ruled by
King Uttanapada. Uttanapada was an ordinary king, weak-minded and
impulsive. The king had two wives, Suneeti, the daughter of a nature
loving tribal lord and Suruchi, the daughter of a rich neighbouring
king. Suruchi, the second wife, was a willful and selfish woman. But she
also possessed a great beauty, and the king, Uttanapada, surrendered
himself to her charms, becoming a slave to her wishes.
The king had a son by each of his queens. Dhruva was
the son of Suneeti, the elder queen, and was destined to inherit the
throne; Suruchi’s son was Uttamma. In the beginning, the king loved both
Suneeti and Dhruva. But as time wore on, he was taken in by Suruchi’s
wiles and soon forgot his responsibilities to Suneeti and Dhruva.
Following the selfish wishes of Suruchi, he sent his first wife and
little Dhruva out of the palace to stay in a cottage far away. Dhruva
lost his right to the throne as the king promised Suruchi that her son
would be king. Dhruva grew up in his mother’s care. On occasional visits
that the king paid his first wife, Dhruva came to know Uttanapada as his
father.
One day, searching for a friend, Dhruva went near the palace. He did not
remember seeing the palace ever before. He was amazed and curious. Lost
in his curiosity and wonder, young Dhruva strayed into the main palace
where the king and the queen were holding court. When Dhruva saw the
king, he recognised him as his father. He also saw a little boy sitting
on the king’s lap. This boy was Uttamma, the son of Suruchi. Overwhelmed
with joy and love, Dhruva ran up to the throne because he too wanted to
share his father’s lap. Even as Dhruva reached the king and tried to
climb onto his father’s lap, Queen Suruchi was enraged. Screaming abuse
at the little boy, Suruchi dragged him away from the king. “How dare
you! You cannot sit on the king’s lap. You have no right to that; only
my son has that right”.
Little Dhruva fell in a heap, numb with shock and humiliation. Shamed
and devastated, he ran all the way home. He could not understand why his
father did nothing to stop his humiliation. The court too was mortified
at the conduct of the king and the queen. They bowed their heads in
shame.
Reaching his humble home, Dhruva questioned his mother, sobbing
inconsolably. “Don’t I have the right to sit on my father’s lap? Am I
not his son? Don’t I have the same rights as my brother?” Dhruva
implored her to answer.
Sad but stoic, his mother replied, “Of course you have the right. But
sometimes you do not get what is rightfully yours - you have to fight
for it.”
Unable to contain himself, Dhruva questioned her further. “Why are we
abandoned? Do you not have the right to sit alongside father and be
respected as the queen? Why did you accept this injustice, why did you
not protest?”
Torn between an acceptance of her destiny and her son’s legitimate
anguish, Suneeti stood silent. Seeing this, little Dhruva’s heart and
mind became determined.
“Tell me mother, what do I need to do to attain my right?” Suneeti
spoke with great gravity. “My child, it is not easy. You have to
withdraw yourself deep into the forests. With a mind that is unwavering,
you must perform strict penance to reach your goal”.
With his face set in determination, the boy decided to win back his
rights as a child. With his mother’s blessings, he left for the forests
to pursue his penance.
On his way, Narada, the great wandering sage, met
him. When Narada learnt of Dhruva’s mission, he was worried. In a tone
full of compassion, Narada said, “You are yet a young child. You do not
have the skills to survive in the wild forest or to carry out this tough
penance”. But the sage’s words only strengthened Dhruva’s resolve. When
Narada realised the strength of Dhruva’s determination, he decided to
help the boy. He taught Dhruva all that he needed to know to survive in
the forest and perform the penance.
Unmindful of all the terrible obstacles and with his mind focused only
on his goal, Dhruva performed a severe penance. In the end, so great and
powerful was his penance that the Almighty appeared before him.
“O Lord, bless me so that I may realise my rights; grant me the strength
to be just; allow me the power to be righteous” prayed the child man.
Dhruva’s single-mindedness and the nobility of his purpose impressed the
Lord.
He blessed Dhruva, “You and all the children of the
kingdom will realise their rights and live a life of righteousness.
Words and deeds of all children will be respected and they will be loved
and cared for. After your time, you will become a great star in the
night sky and shine as a guiding light for the whole world. You will be
a model for all who seek their rights. You will be remembered and
respected, loved and cherished. May your name and nobility remain as
long as the sun and the moon shine”.
Since those ancient times, the star of Dhruva, the Pole Star, shining
bright in the night sky, has been revered as a symbol of hope, rights,
equality and justice.