from that the dharba was born…


The pundit above is holding the sacred darbha grass.

“They call you the armour of the enlightened ones; they call you, O darbha, the Lord supreme.  They call you the armour of the replendent Lord.  You protect kingdoms.  Destroyer of rivals, O darbha, and burner of hater’s heat, augmenter of ruling power, I make you blessing protector of my body.  What time the ocean roared and the cloud thundered with the lightning, therefore came the golden drop, and from that the darbha was born.”

— Atharva Veda