Hear now the sacred lineage as it unfolded, O gentle listener. Kratha’s son, through his daughter-in-law, was Kunti, and from Kunti was born Dhrishti. Dhrishti’s son was Nidhriti, and from Nidhriti came Dasharha. Dasharha was succeeded by Vyoma, who begot Jimuta. The line continued from Jimuta to Vikriti, then to Bhibharatha, and from Bhibharatha to Navaratha. Navaratha’s son was Dasharatha, whose son was Shakuni. Shakuni’s son was Karambhi, and from Karambhi came Devarata. From Devarata came Devakshatra, and from him, Madhu was born. Madhu gave rise to the Kumaravamsa, from whom came Anu. Anu’s son was Purumitra, the lord of the earth. From Purumitra came Amshu, and from Amshu, Satvata was born. From Satvata, his descendants became known as the Satvatas. O Maitreya, whoever listens with faith and devotion to this noble lineage of Jyamagha is freed from his own sins. Now, hear further as the sage Parāśara continues the tale: Satvata had illustrious sons—Bhajina, Bhajamana, Divya, Andhaka, Devavridha, Mahabhoja, and Vrishni—these were the Satvatas. Bhajamana’s sons were Nimi, Krikaṇa, and Vṛṣṇi; and others, born of two mothers, were Śatajita, Sahasrajit, and Ayutajit. Devavridha had a son named Babhru. Of these two, Babhru and Devavridha, it is said: “Just as we hear from afar and see from near, so Babhru was the best among men, and Devavridha was equal to the gods.” From these two, there were sixty-six thousand and eight men who, attaining immortality, descended upon the earth. Mahabhoja was exceedingly righteous, and in his line came the Bhojas, known as the Martikavaras, who dwelt in the city of Martikavara. Vrishni had two sons, Sumitra and Yudhajit. Thereafter came Anamitra, and from him, Nighna was born. Nighna had two sons: Prasena and Satrajit. To Satrajit, the blessed Sun god became a friend. Once, as Satrajit stayed by the ocean shore, he worshipped the Sun with a focused mind. The radiant Sun, pleased by his devotion, appeared before him. Yet when Satrajit beheld the Sun, he saw him not clearly manifest, and spoke: “Just as I saw you in the sky, a mass of fire, so now, though you stand before me, O Lord, I do not perceive any special favor.” Hearing this, the Sun god removed from his own neck the great and excellent jewel, Syamantaka, and set it aside in a secluded spot. Then Satrajit beheld the Sun in a more tangible form—radiant with a coppery glow, of short stature, with slightly tawny eyes. Satrajit bowed down, and the divine Sun, lord of a thousand rays, addressed him: “Choose a boon from me, whatever you desire.” Satrajit asked for that very jewel. The lord of radiance granted him the Syamantaka and then ascended to his own celestial abode. Adorned with the flawless jewel at his throat, Satrajit entered Dvārakā, shining in all directions with a brilliance like the sun himself. The people of Dvārakā, seeing him approach, bowed down and said, “This must be the divine Supreme Person, the highest of men, who has descended to lighten the burden of the earth, appearing in human form.” Some said, “Lord, surely this is the Sun coming to see you.” But the Lord replied, “This is not the Sun; this is Satrajit, who comes here wearing the great jewel Syamantaka, given by the Sun. Therefore, look upon him without hesitation.” And so the people did. Satrajit placed the Syamantaka jewel in his own residence. Each day, the jewel produced eight measures of gold, and because of its power, throughout the entire kingdom there was no fear of calamities—neither drought, nor wild beasts, nor fire, famine, or the like. Even Acyuta, Krishna himself, desired that divine jewel for King Ugrasena, considering it fit for the king. Yet, though he was able, Krishna did not take it, fearing the reproach of breaking kinship. Satrajit, realizing that Krishna might ask him for the jewel, and greedy for its possession, gave it instead to his brother Prasena. It is said that if the jewel is kept by a pure person, it yields gold and other virtues; but if kept otherwise, it brings about the possessor’s destruction. Unaware of this, Prasena fastened the Syamantaka around his neck, mounted his horse, and went hunting in the forest. There, he met his death at the hands of a lion. The lion, having slain Prasena and his horse, took the flawless jewel in its mouth and was about to depart, when it was seen and killed by Jāmbavat, the lord of bears. Jāmbavat took the jewel and brought it to his own cave, making it a plaything for his young son, Sukumāra. When Prasena did not return, all the Yadus began to whisper among themselves: “Krishna must have coveted the jewel, and surely he has obtained it; this must be his doing.” Thus, the story of the Syamantaka jewel and the noble lineage unfolds, as told in the sacred scripture.