. Avathara purushan by Vali (part 2)
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
Ayodhya Kandam
1.White hair
The palace of
Ayodhya,
Its female
quarters, its garden,
The night of early
summer
To the walls of the sky
,
Blackened by sun’s heat,
the moon came ,
the moon came ,
And white washed
In the long house of the sky,
In all its corridors,
Lots of lamps of
stars,
Like the guest, who has lost the address,
And suffering , not able to know the home,
The breeze
went , round and round,
In side that garden
Without the
flowers in garden,
Clapping and calling,
Some bees came and talked with a smile
Some flowers,
Withdrawn due to shyness,
Became buds again
In the bed room,
In the luxury
drenched cot,
In the room of the
eye , Sita and Rama,
Took the dreams which were in prison for long time,
Slowly placed on the flower cot,
Slowly and slowly
placed it
The wedding garland has
fallen on their neck,
What work need the dreams have to do now?
In the eyes similar
to the spear,
The desire of
youth, raised itself, like a spear
When with his good hands Sri Rama,
Hugged the pretty red
coloured body,
Of the good girl Maithili,
He suspected,
She stood little away,
Would Rama leave,
Even if Rama leaves
,
Would God of love leave?
Keeping the five type of his arrows,
On the sugarcane in his hand,
He slowly shot it on their body
What else?
Love lorn feeling went to the head,
And it danced
there,
The feeling of desire entered the body,
And ran in their green nerves
Hip and hip joined without space,
The breath of both of them,
Closed the door of
the room.
They themselves became dress ,
Of each other
Dasaratha who woke up
Before it was morning
Stood before the mirror
And properly arranged hair on his head,
He saw white
hair near his ear, that is,
The old age has
sown its seed
Youth has died and gone,by now,
It is time that
head wears a white cloth,
Said that white
hair, in the king’s ears
After hairs become
white , to carry the crown,
Is a difficult job, decided Dasaratha
Till now the days
have gone ,
In the ways where
the mind went,
Now , we have to go to forest,
And go from their to heaven,
Thought he,
And he did
arrangements for that,
Next day itself
He called the
king’s guru Vasishta,
The minister sumanthra ,
And all other elders
and scholars,
And talked with
them
To the man , old age ,
Is the first
letter sent by death,
To hearld its arrival,
And this white
hair has showed,
That the letter has come
What is the need
of golden crown,
Over my white hair,
After removing the dress of relations,
Wearing the dress
of renunciation,
I am going to start
to the forest,
I am going to wash
, the dirt of desire,
In the river of
Athma Jnana
My eldest son,
The son who flowered in side Kausalya,
The son who protected,
The Yaga of
Viswamithra,
Is the son suitable to carry the golden crown,
I have decided to
crown him ,
What is your decision about my decision?
All people
accepted the decision of the
king,
Sage Vasishta
seconded it
The great sage,
After seeing the Panchanga,
Examined for god
day for crowning,
And said,” Tomorrow is the good day”
Minister Sumanthra
, brought,
To the memory of the king the fact,
That Bharatha and
Sathrugna ,
Have gone to their grand father’s house
We will inform Bharatha,
But let us not
change the date,
Said king Dasaratha,
And saint also told
Vasishta wrote the mail,
Saying “Tomorrow
is crowning”
2.The hunch back Kooni
Kooni is another hand of queen Kaikeyi,
This third hand
was an important hand,
This has the first
honour, first seat,
Even if two hands are lost, if this hand is not there,
She thought she
will not have joy,
Kaikeyi kept
her with her like a hand drum
If Kaikeyi is a poem, this Kooni is its meter,
This meter has been given by god a hunched back,
Kooni has another name
called Mandhara
Just like the black marks
in the moon,
Seeing the hunch back
,
In the body of Kooni
Rama kept a mud ball in his bow,
And shot at her
hunched back
Kooni who was like a lady ball ,
Due to the hunchback,
Stood up suddenly and
the
Question mark was,
Made in to exclamation
mark by Rama
Inspite of that
Due to that act of Rama,
The
Hunchback which was in her back,
Grew inside her mind
When the royal
announcement was made,
That as soon as
day breaks,
AS soon earth flowers,
It is crowning ceremony for Rama
Sound of joyful
music filled up the town,
The entire Kosala
Country ,
Like a baby ,
Clapped, jumped and laughed
At the night itself,
To assure a place
in the crowing hall,
The entire
town crawled,
Towards the palace,
The entire capital,
Was filled with scene
of head moving
Here and there,
Programs of folk
dance,
And folk songs ,
Made the city sweet
The wind good holding the broom,
Swept the town
The god of time
drew Rangoli,
The God of fire
lit lamps all over
All the people of heaven,
Became people of the city ,
And made it pretty, no, no
Increased its
beauty
Kooni saw all
these joyful activities,
Like a boat, all her body
,
Was drenched in sweat
And the next moment, kooini the poison,
Walked and reached
,
The place where
Kaikeyi was here.
3.Kaikeyi
Kaikeyi, the pretty climbing plant,
Born in the
Kekaya clan,
She is the lily of the pond,
Which assumed a body,
And walked on land
Without digging mud,
But digging a woman,
She was born to Kekaya king,
She is the treasure of emerald,
She is the book of Manmatha,
Who is daily read
by Dasaratha
He is the dramatic
peacock ,
Of the pretty garden, and she ,
The Koel who
sits in his mind and coos,
That evening one
will spread only for him,
And her beauty of the boody cannot be described
The beauty of that sun
Kaikeyi is third
wife of dasaratha, but,
She is the main reason for him to breath,
She is the basis which saved his,
Fame not being
spoiled in the battle field
She, is the petal
of Mandhara flower,
She is the pearl
necklace of her smile
How can the new
necklace made of gold,
Lie in the flower
bed and wilt
And that is why ,
Dasaratha ,
Use to spend , thirty nights of a month with her,
He will wake up in the morning seeing her face,
If she shows sign with an eye, he will even tear the sky,
Even if her reddish body slightly sweats,
He will rub it away with his hankie
Like the storm
dressed in a sari, ,Kooni,
Went in to bed room of Kaikeyi
In the cotton bed which smelled of pretty flowers,
Kaikeyi was lying down like a lotus flower,
She pinched her
and woke her up,
She dragged away the silken banket from her
Kaikeyi woke up
and asked “what is the matter?”
Without opening her eyes, the sleep was still sitting,
In the rim of her eyelids
Kooni with a bent mind,,
With fire in her
eyes told
“ Hey Kaikeyi dear, did
you know?”
As soon as day breaks it is crowning ceremony for Rama
In every street
the festival flag posting has started.
“Oh daughter of Kekaya, drop away,
The sleep that is remaining in your eye,
When you know sorrow
is coming,
Will sleep ever
come?”
Kaikeyi only had
taken one sentence in her ear,
“As soon as day breaks it is crowning ceremony for Rama”
Even without realizing her dress slipping out of ,
Her hand drum like hips, she got up from the bed spread
suddenly.
From head with ecstasy running like mercury in her green veins,
She hugged the shoulders of her friend Kooni and greeted,
“Hail, Hail”
“Hey Kooni, you have brought a news as sweet as sugar
candy,
Are you not my real friend?”
The Bharatha whom I gave birth is like adopted son for
me,
The Rama who is going to crowned is like my first son,
Tomorrow my eldest son is getting crowned, Telling this,
You poured milk
in to my ears, I will give you a gift,
Come on, take this diamond necklace.
The very evil
minded kooni thew on the earth,
The pretty necklace given with grat love,
The diamonds of the necklace shined
on earth,
The enmity in the
eyes of Kooni, shined there
With complete
determination Mandhara,
Started doing the
white washing of brain
“Oh innocent lady,
is your gift big for me?
Should the kingdom of Bharatha ,
Be snatched away
from him.
Dasaratha who is
lying like an old bull,
Is eating a flower
like body daily like fodder
He who ate like that, has murdered his gratefulness
Oh Lady who offered your body like fodder,
In the dictionary of the king, you are not queen but
thing of enjoyment
The king deceived you,
And gave that women of Kosala promotion
And that is why in
his urgent scheme ,
Rama gets country
and Bharatha the zero..
From now on Kausalya would treat you ,
Like a useless insect, she will jeer at you,
You will become
her servant,
Is this justice
Hearing the wicked
words of Kooni,
Kaikeyi scolded
her
Stop this false tears of yours,
You are telling the athar
which makes the hands smell,
AS the water used for washing
You are calling ,
my deva like lord,
And Kausalya who
is pure as white flower,
AS the diseases
which have attacked me,
The mistake that I
am doing is that,
I am not cutting your toungue
How can the younger one take crown of elder,
With fore arm extending, the back arm move
Hey fiool, put a full stop to your ,
Evil smelling talk
Mandhara did not bother about Kaikeyi’s anger
She again started
seriously ,
In her job of
brain washing.
Please put affair
of elder and younger,
In waste paper basket,
And hear what this kooni
Is telling you
Once you start
ruling a kingdom,
The desire for throne
will never go and
To the devil like desire you have to
beat,
Six times with weapons
Father will be killed by son, younger brother murdered by
elder,
There is no great person who has ruled,
Without war and
blood,
If there is a competition
in own house , the king,
Will not keep quiet, he wil become a sword who kills
After crowning ceremony there will be ,
Blood abhisheka(anointment) to the competitor Bharatha by Rama
Kausalya has also anger with you because ,
Dasaratha goes around you like kitten
The co wife is like killing forest fire,
She will wait for proper time and take revenge
If this crowning happens
, Bharatha,
Would become real corpse,
You will become a walking corpse
At the end,
The lady who was not disturbed ,
When kooni threw stone after stone,
Became very disturbed
Hearing the advice her normal brain was spoiled
The unbroken building started breaking,
Kaikeyi became the baby of Kooni
The boss of the maid ,
Became her maid
The trick sending Bharatha to grand father’s home,
Crowning his elder
brother Rama
Showed Kaikeyi Dasaratha’s
criminal nature,
And Kaikeyi decided
to break it
She asked her friend, “What can we do?”
And the friend
started explaining what to do
Oh Kaikeyi , the darling of my two eyes,
Hear carefully, This
kooni is the only one,
Who can protect you here
Did you not help
Dasaratha to victory,
When you became charioteer ,
When he went to war with Sambarasura,
Do you remember that?
Do you remember
that the king gave you,
Two boons which you can claim any time you want?
You ask them now with the king-Do you think,
A scorpion is more poisonous than those boons
Dasararatha would
not know what to do,
And your problem will come to an end
By one boon ask that,
your son should rule the kingdom,
And by another ask Rama should rule the forest for fourteen
years
This is the time
of king’s arrival, get prepared,
For the drama of evil,
Remove your ornaments, become unkempt,
Cry loudly and
create nuisance
That golden moon called Kaikeyi,
Removed all auspicious things,
Got up from the flower bed ,
And as per directions of Kooni
Lay down on the
bare floor
4.The arrows
called boons
After finishing works for crowning, dasaraha,
With yawning and passion
Came to the bed room where the ,
Spotted deer Kaikeyi was sleeping,
As soon as he came, he
was,
Surprised and scared and became dumb
The butterfly which used to murmur ,
Pleasantly on his touch,
Was sleeping upside down on the bare floor,
Her black hair was not tied
The body of the peacock with feathers,
Was pierced by
dust and the look,
Pierced the eye of
Dasaratha
“Oh blue moon lyng
on the floor,
What happened to you,
With my hands
fondling you ,
On your pretty body,
We used to sleep , oh Kaikeyi deer,
Why you are upset” like
this ,
He went on asking questions and ,
Raised the glden dream of his eyes from the land
The peacock which
was acting did not reply,
The king was
shattered,
Are you angry, is there difference of opinion,
Like this he went on asking and wailed
The emerald statue
lying on earth kept silent
It tested the king
more
To the possible extent Dasaratha cried, saluted her
Even after that ,
that coloured painting did not open her
mouth
And then that king , like a beggar,
Begged with her, read
words of flattery
“Oh young breeze
who came to waft
In my old garden, What is your sorrow
“Till today , have I kept any short comings to you?
Or did I imprison
another lady in my mind?
Did I say, I will come to your home ,only
,
Thrice a week, Did I put a stain,
To your faultless
love?
What mistake did I do?
What mistake did I do?”
Please tell,
Are you not able to tell?
, Then without telling kill me.
Dasaratha thought that
if he tells like this,
She will get pity on him
And that belief failed and he was upset
Again the king
begged and argued,
“Oh goddess what
is your need, ask me?
Before the words mix in air, I will give you what you want.
I have always kept the word “No “ to you as never
I have kept you as the boundary of my soul and sensibility,
I have kept you as the boundary of my soul and sensibility,
What ever you ask, I will give
Even if you ask me
, I will give
I will never go back on my word,
Oath on my dear
son Rama
As soon as the king told
,
“oath on Rama”,
Kaikeyi opened her eyes,
She smelled like saffron
“Oh king once in your battle, I ran the chariot for you,
Telling That this
lady is the reason for my victory,
You gave me two boons
You give those two boons to me now,
Do not go back on your word
By one boon , send the son of Kausalya,
To forest for
fourteen years and by the other boon,
This Kaikeyi’s
son should be crowned
and rule this country”
Remember , “Oath
on Rama,
The oath on moon
of Sun’s clan,
I believe in you,
The oath oh the clan of the sun
The mind of
dasaraha suddenly caught fire,
His toungue died and his nerves ,
Were burning as if it was a fire torch
Breath
stopped in his lungs,
In his heart the blood
flow,
Became dried up
and became solid
His body shook,
his breath became fast,
His legs became numb, his hands shook
Darastha fainted
and fell on the floor
After one
second Dasaratha regained
his consciousness,
He fired Kaikeyi using
words
“ oh sinner, oh devil,
Oh evil month not suitable for auspicious deds,
Oh dictionary
which gives the meaning of all sins
You are not a
lady, you are the wound,
Which harms the heart
You are
climber of joyful act,
No , no , you are
killer of the soul,
What you asked are
not boons,
They are arrows aimed
at my heart,
If my darling
Rama goes to the forest ,
I will go to heaven
Oh Base daughter
of Kekaya king,
When your son is wearing the golden crown,
In your hair,
there would not be flowers for
you to wear
Oh heroine of the hero?
The thread on
which turmeric is applied,
Is it the rope which
god of death ,
Throws on your
husband
Do not have this evil thought,
Should the smell of cremation come on a coloured flower?
Ask other boons , not two,
Ask hundred boons, I will give
Do not ask , what
I cannot give,
Do not make me a criminal
Thus ended, Dasaratha’s talk ,
Kaikeyi again talked the same talk
Kaikeyi again talked the same talk
“Remember ,
Oath on Rama, Oath on the
moon of Sun clan,
I believe,
Oath on oath on Sun clan”
The king holds the spear,
Held the feet of spear eyed Kaikeyi,
He shed tears
“Hey Kaikeyi ,
Still you are talking,
What should not be talked”
Did I not pour
measureless love,
Did I not fall on you as
water of love,
Have you forgotten everything,
“Were you born
without a heart?”
I will wash the bottom of your feet with my tears,
I am loudly crying like
an orphan without any support,
Will not your mind
melt?
Please give alms of my soul.
Kaikeyi talked
harshly
“King , after
giving your word,
You are going back on it,
You are crying
like a female hen,
You are talking like a silly person
In the history of the clan of the sun,
You are a black
mark, I tightly hugged you,
Thinking you are the sun,
That is my sorrow
If you give me the boon I asked,
I will accept you, otherwise ,
I will die here itself,
Give the boon or take my corpse
With fire
emitting from his eyes,
The king shouted
in anger
Oh poison which I drank saying,
You are honey of
the flower, honey of the flower,
I have given ,given
The two boons that
you have asked,
I have understood,
understood , due to you,
That fate is big
But one thing,
You are not my
wife,
Your son Bharatha
is not my son
When I go to heaven, your respect will be lost
After giving his word, like a big tree,
He fell on the floor-The dasaratha ,
The emperor born in clan of Sun
5.He entered the forest
When the good time
for the crowning neared
Sita’s husband got news that,
He is being called by
junior mother
And that news was brought
by,
The great
minister, Sumanthra
Next second to take him ,
To the home of the queen among women ,Kaikeyi,
The chariot came,
In the chariot root
of dharma came
When the root came, on the feet,
Of the junior mother who stood before him,
Saluted by falling on the floor.
Immediately the decision as to the last rites,
Of the king of
Lanka, came and sat ,
On the toungue of
Kaikeyi,
She whose mind was black,
Told him whose
body was black
“Hear , husband of Sita, hear
Your father is
resting in the next room,
He has put an order
to you, his darling son
He is hesitating to tell his by his mouth,
And so he is talking
through my moputh
This is the order,
BHaratha should wear the crown and rule the country,
And for fourteen years keeping a pasted tuft, you should
rule the forest,
These are the
boons given by your father to me,
You make
these boons live”
Telling it in summary
, Kaikeyi carefully watched whether,
Folds are
appearing on the face of pretty Rama
He himself is the fold of Vedas,
Will folds fall on
his forehead,
He is the sun born
in clan of sun,
Only shadows due to sun shorten or lengthen,
Would sun
light shorten?
Thrice more before
earlier,
He sprayed gold in
his smile
Then , with
humility ,
He told the
following words
“Mother,
Give up the crown,
Wear the dress of
skin of a tree,
Make the
dropping tuft of hair,
Walk to Dandakaranya
What if all
these are told by
Father or you
Do you think I will think as small,
The words of the
junior mother,
Will I disregard her ,
Saying she is not
the mother,
Who gave birth to me
Will a word of no
come in my mouth,
For orders from your mouth,
If it comes will
by brain be a good brain
Oh mother,
If the younger Bharatha becomes the king,
Whatever he has got ,
is got by elder also,
I will come mother , give me fare well
He saluted in the
direction where his father was there,
He saluted and got up and
then,
That Kodanda Rama
started walking,
Towards the home of Kausalya
Kausalya was not sad that the ,
Throne of the senior
went to the junior,
And so she did not blow up the quarrel,
Her sorrow was different and she explained it to Rama
“Oh Son,
Bharata is a good man and is better than you,
Except his being
king is not in the right order,
There is no other problem,
But asking you to
go to forest is not proper,
To the one who
told like that, his brain is not right
In one of his eyes your father poured rose water, that is affection
In other eyes he poured hot water, that is treachery
I cannot tolerate it
,
Did I give birth for you this
Afterwards
Kausalya could not talk,
Anger and sorrow , lay down on her throat,
Covering it
The words could not come upto her mouth,
And lay down in the middle
Seeing the bad things,
unable to bear it,
Lakshmana rose up
in great anger
With fire burning
in the corner of the house of sight,
With great anger ,
he argued with his brother
“Oh elder brother, Should
the cot of the females,
Decide as to who will have the royal cot,
To our father
whose organs have become weak,
The brain also has become weak, otherwise,
Will he sign in place pointed out by Kaikeyi,
How can our father hand over your scepter to him,
Will he allow
Kaikeyi , to imprison him
Brother order me,
I will correct
those who cannot be corrected by
words, by my arrow,
After correcting
them I will keep on your head,
The crown that is
yours on your head
With the four directions shiver , the younger brother,
Prepared his bow
Using sweet words, Raghava ,
Pacified the boiling
of the younger brother
Oh younger brother
,
What are you
talking?
Whom are you abusing?
The words you spoke
,
Do not fit to your greatness, they are small words”
Only time has kept
our father ,
In an untenable position and rolling the dice?
That only rotated
the mind of junior mother,
And make her a
criminal
You can
oppose the world,
Can you oppose the time?
It will not draw a Rangoli,
After asking you,
The time will not
act as per your wishes,
And so, leave the
anger, anger ,
Is the maternal
home of all sins.
After
consoling his younger brother,
Rama went to his
wife
She said,
Whether you go to forest or the sky,
I will come with
you, Like this,
She was adamant
Maithili continued
her talk
Oh Darling, did I
love you , to part away from you,
If the oxygen goes away, will not the lungs,
Become bad lungs,
will it not die slowly?
After light goes away from the eyes,
Will not the eyes become
simple holes?
Will not people become blind immediately?
Oh Lord, if you are with me,
Forest is also a
home for me,
If you are not there,
Even this home
will be a forest
All the three
dressed up ,
In hides of the tree,
Only Kaikeyi and
Kooni laughed,
All others cried
The royal minister Sumanthra brought the chariot
The Dharma along
with his wife and brother went to
dandakaranya
6.The oil protection
The chariot carrying the three dressed in,
Tree hide came to the boundary of Ayodhya.
Upto the border
Ayodhya came along with them
The Dasaratha Rama
who did not like the city coming with him,
When he is leaving the city, Got do down from chariot ,
And told the minister
“oh great minister,
I do not have two options
,In decisions that I take,
We have walked two
yojana distance,
And have come to garden in the border”
“Whether evening comes or garden comes,
WE will spend our
night here
Before it is morning ,
Before the people
who came with us wake up,
We will go towards the forest,
And you go towards Ayodhya.”
AS it is morning the people seeing your chariot marks,
Will think we have
returned back, and they will return home.
Other wise they will come
to forest along with me.
When Rama told like this with half mind
When Rama told like this with half mind
Sumanthra agreed.
Dasaratha who was
nearing death , told Kausalya,
The story of a crime he
has committed
“Oh queen among women,
There is a curse which I have got ,
Long back in my dress pocket
Before I married you,
One day I got in to the chariot,
And went to forest
for hunting,
In that place , I became ,
The victim of my own hunt”
Sarayu river shore was silent,
The birds
were sleeping on flowery trees
I heard the sound
of elephant ,
Drinking water in the deep river,
Immediately I sent an arrow,
In the direction of the sound,
Next moment I heard a sound of sorry
Wailing “Oh my
God”
I shivered
When I went , near the river,
I saw that my arrow had struck,
The heart of a sage’s son,
Who had come to collect water,
And he had fallen down
He scolded me by calling me a sinner
And afterwards
when he knew who I am,
He talked one or
two words with me.
“Oh king, my parents both have lost their eye sight
They do not have any one else,
To help them except me
Only to end their thirst ,
I came to collect water to the river,
And you have come with a bow,
Only to get their curse
Go through that path in the forest,
You will reach a hut
where my parents live
You take the pot ,
which I am supposed to carry,
You tell them about what happened here.
Tell about your error and fall at their feet,
Ask their pardon and cry
Saying this that
young sage died,
Getting a heavenly body
he went to heaven
The parents of the
young sage did not pardon me
Will a pardon to
me , will give a son to them
They prayed God for a second,
For the peace of their son’s soul
And then they cursed me
“Oh king you also will die,
Due to parting with your son”
Saying this, he buried his face ,
In kausalya’s lap
and sobbed like a baby.
Oh Kausalya , that curse is going ,
To become true now, It is going ,
To take away my soul
When Sumanthra and the chariot,
Came back alone , the king understood,
He understood that
son of Dasaratha will not come back
He said “Oh Rama” and then died
Do we not need a son to
cremate?
They preserved the
body of Dasaratha,
In an oil tub,
After preserving
,Vasishta,
Asked people to bring back Bharatha
7.Guha
In the banks OF
Ganga , in the early dawn,
With husband going in front,
With brother in law
in the back,
Just like a
unopened betel leaf gets up and walks
In between them
Sita who was wearing
wood hide cloth
More than
life in a palace, she liked,
The life in the
forest, because,
Everything was natural here,
It was like a poem which had good meaning and good metre
Seeing him coming
with his wife and brother,
The sanyasis who had learnt four Vedas became happy,
They welcomed them
and made them live in a bamboo
hut,
And served them lots of roots on a banana leaf
Guha was a king of
a small village ,
Called Sringiberam,
Though he was the king
of hunters,
He joined as a disciple
of Rama
He was the friend of boats and in his,
Toungue and mouth only name of Rama was ,
Swimming like a
boat
He caught the feet
of Rama,
Whose mind and thought,
Were only showering blessings
He came to know that Dasaratha Rama,
Was living in the bamboo homes of the saints,
He immediately rushed to see them
Making others who came with him stand outside,
He only entered
their home
To the great king who is praised by,
The skies and the
fishes, Guha,
Cooked meat and fish, and stood aside
But thegreat one
only ate the desire,
Shown by the hunter and
then,
King of Kosala told him
“Please assume I
have eaten this ,
Fish and meat,
WE need a boat,
Tomorrow to cross
the ganges river,
Please help us
The night came , along with Lakshmana,
He stood at the
door of hut to protect them
Seeing the two golden bodies lying,
On the grass spread on the bare earth,
Guha shed hot
tears, Even still it was flowing,
The morning came
The morning came,
The hunter saluted them,
The feet of the blessed one, then ,
He made them sit
in the boat he has brought,
And pushed the oar of the
boat
The stainless lord, his youngerbrother,
And his wife were safely,
Taken with courtesy and care to the other shore
After hugging him
tightly the lord told,
“Till yesterday you were Guha to me,
From today, like us , you
are another ,
Son to our
father”
Rama wanted to go toChithra koota mounatn,
Along with his wife and younger brother,
Sending his thought to go with Sri rama,
Guha returned back
to sringibera
As per usual system,
With brother in law
going in front,
And king following her,
In the centre Sita
with pretty Kajal eyes,
Maithili walked
The body of the
one of sun clan,
Was hugged by the
sun
And just like thilaka
of victory,
He made a
mark with his sweat
The dharma which
can help us to loose all Karma,
How he kept his soft step
in this hot floor,
The trees wondered
The feet of all the three of them,
Walked three kadhams
They reached the
hermitage ,
Of Sage Bharadhwaja who looked,
Like divine God in the afternoon,
They took some rest and then proceeded
In the middle Kalindhi river came,
They were worried as to how they will cross it
Lakshmana cut many bamboo poles and built ,
A catamaran for
his lord and lady to travel
In the evening they reached Chithrakkota mountain
They took some rest
And there
Lakshmana built a pretty hut,
Rama appreciated
his expertise
In the hermitage
built by the younger,
The king stayed with
his wife
9.Bharatha came
Bharatha who
started from Kekaya,
Could reach Ayodhya only on the eighth day
The coloured chariot of Bharatha ,
Entered the city through
Vaijayantha gate
The town did not look like a town,
There was no joy and enthusiasm there,
And everywhere they were digging and digging,
In to the street dust
In the town, where even in small streets,
The streams joy
used to flow,
In the town where
all the time,
Song and dance used to be always there
Even where mansion
and apartments were there,
There was a silence of cremation ground
Sarayu river
which used to Day to day come in to the streets,
And fan the cool breeze,
Was ebbing with anger
,
And was doing a wild dance,
The earth unable
to bear the heat,
Sweated
People keeping their head between their knees,
Were lying like
gunny bags,
In every corner
Bharatha Saw and
he was flustered,
Even with his sharp brain unable to understand .
Any hint, he was confused,
He was ebbing like a pot not filled up
Sathrugna also got
worried,
He lost his courage
Kaikeyi welcomed her darling,
Spreading both her
hands,
Was it not for this darling,
She got the scolding of her husband
BHaratha kept his head on her feet,
And saluted her,
Later , he asked,
“where is father?,
Without any confusion
,
Kaikeyi told
When the time came
, god of death came,
Your father got in
to his plane and went to vaikunta
Hearing the news that his father ,
Who was praised by the world has gone to Vaikunta.
He cried “Oh my God, “oh my god”
He prattled “Is
it truth or lie
He fell on the
florr and rolled, Sobbed,
Lost all of
himself, Cried loudly,
Then he got up and
consoled himself
And asked mother in a feeble voice,
“Oh , mother how did my father die, my fate or his fate
“Was he sick or did some one harm with harsh words
Was he killed by
the population, Did he die due to
sorrow,
Tell , mother, tell”
Without waiting for a second Kaikeyi told
“ Earlier you father
had asked me two boons,
Now I asked them and got it,
As per my boon
your elder brother ,
Along with younger one went to forest,
Your father
died due to sorrow of parting
him,
Oh son who is dearer
to me than my soul,
I got the crown
for your sake,
Wear that crown and fulfill my wish.”
Hearing the words , full of harsh sin,
In the eyes of Bharatha
which shed water,
Now fire came, He forgot,
That the person standing before him ,
Is the mother who gave
birth to him
He forgot the propriety
as to ,
What can be told
to whom.
He thought Kaikeyi
as the peak form of evil,
He drenched her
from head to feet ,
With words of fire
“oh base sinner, what did you do?
Did you harvest my father’s soul for my sake,
No book mentions of a story of a mother,
Who sold her Mangalya and fetched a crown for her son.
This is not there in homes not in countries
If I say you are my mother , my mouth will get cooked
If I say I am your baby, disease will immediately take me
This country will blame me as the dog,
Which while remaining in his grand father’s place,
By telling spy words to his mother, stole this country
And the blame will be echoed by all the
four directions
I have carried
blame because of you,
I fell in a big sin,
Rama the lord of Dharma
is not only my elder brother,
But, mother, father, the
Guru who teaches all arts,
The capital which will stay as help for me for
ever
He is the one who is born to carry the crown,
I am one who is born to catch his feet and worship him
Now , the relation
between me and you is cut off
The tie has been broken, The affection has come to an
end,
Only if I fall at the feet of my elder mother Kausalya,
I will get redemption to my sin, her flower like fingers,
I will get redemption to my sin, her flower like fingers,
Would wipe away my
dirt
BHaratha went to home of Kausalya ,
Who was queen of mothers
“Please come Bharatha,
The diamond crown which your mother,
Has bought for you is waiting here,
Rule the country, I will fall in the funeral pyre
Of Him who has filled my mind and go to heaven.
As soon as Kousalya told like this Bharatha cried loudly,
And then bathing
in the rain of tears he said
“Oh mother, in the drama
conducted by my mother,
For my sake, My part is not there , even in minute
quantity,
This is the deceit created by my mother,
It is not proper for you to punish me for that
If what I am telling is the truth, I will accept,
All the sins committed
by all people , and rot in the hell,
I will not get
release from there till end of
several eons
When Bhartha
clarified his position,
Kausalya embraced
him, fondled him,
And with true
affection of the mind told
“My son has come back from the forest, here,
And he is standing
before me”
Bhartha
hugged with his eyes the
body,
Of Dasaratha
preserved in oil
And he washed him in his tears
TheVedic pundits requested Bharatha,”Perform the final
rites”
But Vasishta
prevented him,
Oh Bharatha, “Your father
has expelled you saying ,
You are not his son,
The son expelled the father , cannot cremate him,
Let Sathrugna do the rites”
Bharatha Cried, “I am a sinner who cannot do,
The final rites of
my father, “The city of Ayodhya also
cried
9.Chithra koota
Vasishta requested, “The country without a king,
Is like the lady who has lost her husband,
The eyes of others would crowd
on it,
After they steal it, if you cry there is no use,
So wear the crown and save this country,
Save your father’s fame from wilting, pour water,
If you pour water
, the spring of tears of its
citizens will dry”
Sumanthra
supported him but Bhathra refused
to get crowned
“ Oh great sage, Oh prime minister, It is wrong ,
For younger one to accept the crown , when elder one is there,
If that wrong is
done, There will not be any rain”
“Even if my d father told , Can you tell me,
What the dharma has not told”
“I will go with relations and the country to the forest,
I will call the great one of Raghu clan , to come to rule the country,
I will catch the lotus like feet of seetharama and pray
him,
If he refuses to
come, I will also live in the forest, If
that also ,
Is not possible , I will die and start living in the heaven
When the great Bharatha
told this ,
All great people
were surprised and
appreciated him
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