King Uttanapada, the son of Manu, had two wives, one named Suruchi who was very dear to him and the other, Suniti, to whom he was indifferent. Helpless on account of the king’s neglect, Suniti took shelter in You.
One day, Suniti’s son Dhruva saw Uttama, Suruchi’s son, sitting on the lap of the king, their father. When the king took up Dhruva on his lap, a jealous Suruchi severely abused the king.
Dhruva went away heart-broken to his mother, who advised him that the one way to overcome the evil effects of one’s own past karma was to seek shelter at Your feet.
Hearing his mother’s words, Dhruva, just five years old but highly sensitive and self-respecting, left the city, determined to devote himself to Your worship. He had an opportune meeting with Sage Narada and being instructed in Your sacred Name, he entered the forest of Madhu, where he engaged himself in severe austerities in adoration of You.
The king, who was now filled with remorse, was comforted by Sage Narada, who visited the palace. The radiation of power emanating from his austerity was so great that it obstructed the very life breath of all beings, whereupon the celestials approached You for relief.
You were pleased to manifest on the back of Garuda to the boy, whose mind had dissolved in blissful contemplation of You. Seeing You, Dhruva’s heart was filled with bliss and he wished to sing in Your praise.
Knowing this, You affectionately touched his cheek with Your conch, which is the seed of all sound. He then sang Your praise, having been purified and enlightened by Your touch. He and his mother entered the region called Dhruva-loka and lived there joyfully even now as the Pole Star, the Dhruva Tara. May You protect and heal me, too.
Extracted from the translation of the ‘Narayaneeyam’ of Meppathur Narayana Bhattadri, courtesy Sri Ramakrishna Math, Mylapore.