“Hiranyakashipu said: My dear Prahlada, my dear son, O long—lived one, for so much time you have heard many things from your teachers. Now please repeat to me whatever you think is the best of that knowledge.” (Shrimad Bhagavatam, 7.5.22)
Poor Hiranyakashipu. He thought he had it made. He thought he knew it all. The suras, the people Hiranyakashipu’s ancestors had been quarreling with since before anyone could remember, were now under control. Fear was more like it. They were so afraid of the now powerful king that some of them took disguises and hid in different parts of the universe. They instituted their own sort of witness protection program.
Hiranyakashipu had boons giving him strength, fighting ability, and most importantly, immunity from death in so many situations. The flaw is that it only takes one situation to qualify as mortal. Who…
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