Visvamitra said "Kusa, born of Brahma was a great ascetic. Righteous and reverent towards men of virtue, bound by the rules of the Kshatriya race, this eminent person was married to the princess of Vidarbha, a noble and beautiful lady of whom were born four sons. They were Kusumba, Kusanabha, Adhurtrajasa and Vasu. Kusa was proud of his sons who were truthful, righteous and dynamic.They were men of honor, eager to rule in accordance with the Kshatriya dharma.One day Kusa told them, "you too must rule kingdoms as that is the only way to discharge and fulfill your dharmic duties" and so it came to pass that the three princes esteemed and venerated by the people of the land brought into being three capital cities. Kusumba founded the city of Kausambi, Kusanabha the city of Mahodaya, King Adhurtarajasa created Dharmaranya and Vasu built the city of Girivraja. Rama, this land belongs to that great king Vasu and is known as Vasumathi.Five majestic mountains surround in which flows the river Sonaborn in Maghada. This beautiful river meanders in the mountains like a garland. It flows east to west through rich farmland turning the land into golden rows of green fields.
To Kusanabha the royal seer and his queen Ghritachi, were born, one hundred worthy daughters who were like streaks of lightening in a thunderstorm and like stars among the clouds. They sparkled, danced and sang with great joy and greater abandon. One day Vayu, the wind god chanced upon them. Charmed by their beauty he said "I desire all of you to be my wives. Forget the world of mortals and attain immortality. Youth is momentary and more so in humans, marry me and be ever youthful and become devatas".
In tones of disdain the young girls answered "O! Vayu, supreme among gods, you pervade all life and we are aware of your powers. Why do you disgrace us, so? We are the daughters of Kusanabha and he is our master. A god you may be, but we can topple you from your lofty heights. Do not dishonor our father, he may prove to be your death. It is our duty and dharma to marry those chosen by him". Vayu's rage knew no bounds upon hearing these words. He pervaded into their bodies twisting, disfiguring their limbs and turning them into ugly hunch- backs. Eyes streaming with tears, and shamed, the damsels in distress, reached the palace where weeping they fell to the ground.Kusanabha heart broken at the sight of his wailing daughters cried out, "Who did this to you? It is a blemish on the very dharma".
To Kusanabha the royal seer and his queen Ghritachi, were born, one hundred worthy daughters who were like streaks of lightening in a thunderstorm and like stars among the clouds. They sparkled, danced and sang with great joy and greater abandon. One day Vayu, the wind god chanced upon them. Charmed by their beauty he said "I desire all of you to be my wives. Forget the world of mortals and attain immortality. Youth is momentary and more so in humans, marry me and be ever youthful and become devatas".
In tones of disdain the young girls answered "O! Vayu, supreme among gods, you pervade all life and we are aware of your powers. Why do you disgrace us, so? We are the daughters of Kusanabha and he is our master. A god you may be, but we can topple you from your lofty heights. Do not dishonor our father, he may prove to be your death. It is our duty and dharma to marry those chosen by him". Vayu's rage knew no bounds upon hearing these words. He pervaded into their bodies twisting, disfiguring their limbs and turning them into ugly hunch- backs. Eyes streaming with tears, and shamed, the damsels in distress, reached the palace where weeping they fell to the ground.Kusanabha heart broken at the sight of his wailing daughters cried out, "Who did this to you? It is a blemish on the very dharma".