The Shakya clansmen dwelt along the river Rohini that flowed among the southern foothills of the Himalayas. Their King Suddhodana Gautama had transferred his capital to Kapila and there had built a great castle and had ruled wisely, winning the joyful acclaim of his people.

The Queen’s name was Maya. She was the daughter of the King’s uncle who was also a king of the neighboring division of the same Shakya clan. For twenty years they had no children, then after dreaming a strange dream of an elephant entering her side, Queen Maya became pregnant. The King and the people looked forward with joyful expectancy to the birth of a royal child. According to their custom, the Queen returned to her own home for the birth, and while on the way, in the beautiful spring sunshine, she rested in the flower garden of Lumbini Park. All about her were Asoka blossoms and in delight she reached out her right arm to pluck a branch and the Prince was born. All expressed their heartfelt delight and extolled the glory of the Queen and her princely child; even Heaven and Earth manifested their joy. This memorable day was the eighth day of April. The joy of the King was extreme and he named the child: Siddartha, which means, "Every wish fulfilled."