Avathara purushan by Vali (part 3)

Avathara purushan by Vali (part 3)

Translated by

P.R.Ramachander

 

Aranya Kanda

Chithra koota Continued

Next day along with three mothers, sage, minister,

Relations and his retinue Bharatha reached shore  of Ganga

On the north  side of Ganges  was Bharatha,

And on its  south side    was Guha

Sumanthra had told Bharatha that

Guha was a mountain of good qualities,

There was no body to tell Guha that,

Bharatha   was a treasure of culture,

So he became angry and ordered his people

“The one who stands in the opposite shore  in my Lord’s brother,

His name is Bharatha, only in look he is the pure one,

But he is bad one who  stole the crown,

By his mother’s misadventure

Not only he robbed him of his crown,

He has come  to rob his breath also,

Just like  uprooting a plant

“So we have to steal his head, Stay here,

I will go and see him and come back

Guha  came to the northern shore,

The  son of Kaikeyi who was wearing  a tree bark,

saluted him

Seeing Bharatha and Sathugna  in a saintly form,

Guha Thought like this

“Will brothers born after  my lord commit a mistake?”

He fell on the floor and saluted Bharatha,

Bharatha hugged him tightly, the very dear Guha

Then Bharatha explained  the reason for his coming

“My taking  the country of elder brother is not Dharma,

And to salute his feet  and request him,

And make  him sit on the throne, I have come to the forest,

Alas, my mind has  been boiled  by the wrong bad name

Hearing the words  of the great and pure Bharaha , guha told

“You have refused  the country  saying  getting of royal staff is wrong

Oh my God , Even if thousand Ramas join together,

Will they be  everequal to you?”

Guha  in boats  took all of them to other shore,

When Guha showed them,  the way Kosala Rama  went

Walking the entire day , several Kadha  distance ,

Bharatha and others, reached the hermitage of Bharadwaja,

There they stayed  , took food, stayed over night,

Took rest and  slept

The sky became white and next day began,

And Sun started in the chariot drawn by the horses,

He gave alms of Light to all  the world

The mist  melted, in that happiness,

Crows cawed

The forest folded  the bed of night,

Stood up did surya namaskarsa,

And threw away  the  blanket of pitch darkness

The travel continued, thinking of Pattabhi Rama,

The feet of Bharatha walked,

When they reached  Chithra koota.

Making the relatives stand little far away,

Along with Sathrugna,  Bharatha reached ,

The place  of residence of Rama

Dasatha Rama saw his brothers   in the dress of penance,

He was perplexaed, and before his confision was over,

Bharatha fell at the divine feet of Rama,

After falling , with tears dropping he got up

Anantha Rama  tightly hugged his  dear  younger brothers,

Asked “Are every one  all right?”

When the younger brothers told him the news of

The demise of their father, one second,

He stood like  a picture

Then crying loudly , he fell on the floor,

He cried loudly,till his toungues dried up

He fainted  for some time, Again he  woke up,

And started  prattling

“Oh my father, the magic which never  went back on his words,

Oh Body , in which the soul of all citizens were  concentrated,

The peak of the fame  without any breaks

The meaning of Dharma, , Summary  of all rare  Vedas

The national song which the country  sang daily,

The Arya lamp which came to extend , the light of sun clan,

The east meant for  sun to rise

Due to my going to the forest, you died  and went to heaven,

Even after  you went to heaven, I without dying am living well,

What shall I tell about this, except  that this is my  fate and nothing else”

The royal Guru Vasishta and Sumanthra consoled Rama, and took him to the lake,

To perform the water ritual which he has to do his father,

His great wife Sita  and younger brother Lakshmana,

Dipped in water and stood  in tears

BHaratha fell on the feet of Pattabhi rama and cried and begged

In spite of requesting again and again, Rama the follower of Dharma,

Was not ready  to return to Ayodhya

Rama the son of  mother Kausalya  said  with determination

That  he will be obeying father’s words  and will live in Danda karanya,

For  fourteen years and then only return

BHaratha the great one who understood  ,

That it is not possible  to make as emperor,

The  sun who looked like moon,

The eldest son of Dasaratha and the epitome of truth,

Received  the divine sandals of  the blessed Rama

Carried them with both hands, placed them on his head,

Told  it with   all the fourteen worlds  knowing,

“These   are my crown” and returned  back,.

Along with all those who came with him.

He who returned home, did not enter the city, and lived,

In a  pretty village called Nandigrama which was near ayodhya

Kept the sandals   on  a golden seat, worshipped them,

Sat below them and became  the king.

Viradhan

He is the divine  one who gives us

All the Dharma, wealth  , and joy

But due to his entering a womb,

And went out as a human being

Like a normal human being  Kakustha,

Had  troubles of the mind, love and affection,

Worries, tears  from eye etc etc,

Which affected him

The parting  with farther, pity to brother,

The  inauspicious form of his three  mothers,

The cry of ayodhya due to losing  its king

Due to his mind being churned by this ,

Son of Dasaratha,  left Chithrakoota,

And along with Sita and younger brother,

He  started  towards  south

Aruna was the charioteer  of sun,when ,

He untied   the seven horses and was about to take rest,

They reached  the hermitage  of Sage Athri

Sage Athri was one who cut off all his desires,

Without a scissor by harsh penance, he was one ,

Who has spread his address  up to the sky

His wife was Anasooya,one who changed,

The trinity of Gods  in to three month old babies.

When there  was a great famine , she brought ganges,

From head of Shiva and removed the thirst  of her husband

Anasooya was devoid of jealousy and had kept ,

Fire of virtue in her eyes

The lord , his wife  and younger brother,

Saluted with great regard  , sage Athri and his wife,

And gave them their greetings and they  slept  there that night

Next day  , early morning, Anasooya embraced  Janaki,

And gave her cloths, ornaments, turmeric, kum  kum etc

And then she said

“Oh lady who came along with her husband,

With a pretty smile to the forest, from now on,

You will be the material for song of,

Poets all over  the world,”

Roared  see like a voice  from sky

After knowing the forest path from the sage,

All the three  continued their journey  to south.

And they measured  dandaka forest with their feet

His name was Dumburu, he was a Gandharwa,

He was one person who lived in Khubera’s  Alakapuri,

In the deva;s assembly once Ramba performed a dance.

Dumburu  who was charmed by her  beauty  ,

Got this  needless thing there

He got passion towards her , Indra  got angry,

And next second  Dumburu  received a curse

He became a  Rakshasa   called  Viradha,

And started roaming  in Dandakaranya,

Due the boon of immortality  given by Lord Brahma,

He   started  making great  mistakes there

When the  lord was coming with his younger brother,

And the young peacock, he came  before them

In A second  that Kiradha carried Sita in his hands,

And raised in to the sky

Saying “Stop” Rama kept  an arrow in to his bow,

He  who was bad and one  who needed a word,

Stopped there and told

“I am immortal, this boon has  been given by Brahma,

I am one who is growing his body using meat,

This deer would be  useful for my exercise,

You leave her with me and escape, or  do you want to die?

Tell” , he said

The holy one  who heard the words of the mean one,

Pulled with speed the  thread  of the bow and made ,

The age old earth to shiver

Hearing that sound, the asura who was scared like,

A serpent hearing the thunder, left Sita on earth,

And threw a trident on Rama the  sun not caught by eclipse,

With sharp arrows Rama made  it useless,

Viradha uprooted a big mango tree   and beat ,

Lord Rama with it

Rama sent an arrow   and powdered that tree

Though he sent several arrows , Viradha did not die,

So the lord and brother  jumped on his shoulders,

To cut him with their sword, but he  carrying them ,

Spun  in the sky, so that their six senses became dull

Hey Rakshasa give alm of life to my god,

For your hunger  to fill up  , you swallow me,

Requested Sita, for she was standing alone in the ground

Hearing  the cry of his elder brother’s wife,

Unable to Bear Lakshmana told,

Brother  , why this hide and seek,

This made  Rama more fast and he kicked,

Viradha on his hips and as soon as he fell down ,

He cut off his shoulders,

Whatever  he did, Viradha did not die,

His soul did not leave, Rama said,

Brother you dig a  burial pit for him,

For burying him will be good,

Brother  did dig a  pit

To him who had boon of immortality,

Lord Rama  kicked  him in to the pit,

How shall  we describe , what happened?

He  who had boon of immortality, died  and got,

Boon of never being born again,

He got the boon of never  opening the womb,

He got boon of not  forgetting God

The Feet of  the very great  Lord Rama,

Is the good feet , that  removes  problems in life,

The good feet which puts an end to our sins

The soft feet who grants shade to those  who do not believe

The two feet is that  which adds good to all,

The feet of the  guru, which shows the way even for those,

Who have  not learned

AS soon the feet saluted by Vedas touched him,

The  Asura Viradha  became  Gandharwa,

He understood  all that  had happened before,

And thanked  the lord and went away.

3.The ten years

When the valorous Rama, Vaidehi,

And Lakshmana  who never closes his eyelids,

Reached the small hut   of Saint Sarabhanga,

It became  evening,

In the hospitality  of the saint, the three ,

Lost all tiredness  of walking all day

SArbhanga had to  done great Thapas to get salvation,

He had cut by his sword of wisdom, the  net of relationship,

Which tie you to the world

He knew the secret of incarnation of Rama

And knew Lord Narayana has taken the human form,

And has left his country and has come to the forest.

And that is why he had  kept his soul  ,

Which should have gone long back,

Thinking   that Rama will come and was ,

Watching with anxious  eyes , the way he is likely to come

Now when primeval Lakshmi  , Narayana and adhisesha,

Had come to his hermitage, the sage became very happy,

Yes , when the father and Mother come ,forest  will become Vaikunta

When that night  they slept their  and started  in the early morning,

Sage  Sara Bhanga,  prayed to lord Rama,

Oh Lord only for this I had  kept under control,

The bird called life, Saying this,

He lighted fire and jumped  in to it,

And Pattabhirama   ruled that  ,

For him gate of salvage  will be open.

And then the three  of them walked

They reached   the garden in Dandakaranya,

Where   all sages  lived

In that  garden there  were  lot of hermitages,

And several sages round each of these  hermitages,

Wherever  you see  skin of deer and hide of wood,

Kamandalu and ochre  cloths, were seen everywhere.

After washing the hand and mouth in a stream,

Some took water in the cup made  of two hands

And  made  offering to the sun god

Some chanted the various branches of the non written,

Vedas  Rik, Yajur  ,Sama and Atharvana,

And due to that chanting  a divine   feeling raised and spread,

The grass, animals and the words got salvation from their sins,

The   forest got a bath of  spiritual wisdom

Seeing the coming of son of dasaratha , his brother,

And the daughter in law   who was like goddess Lakshmi,

They were  greeted  and welcomed   by the sages.

They boomed auspicious prayers, And  gave ,

The auspicious Akshatha for   all of them.,

They vacated  a hermitage for the lord to come,

Along with lakshmana and  Lakshmi and came  ,

With a request.

Oh lord here  day and night  we are suffering ,

Due to trouble created by asuras,

We are unable to complete  dharmic deeds,

And leave them half finished,

Just like dotted deers in the midst of tigers,

We are  spending time amidst these fears

,

Because  you are God  who walks on his legs,

We request  you to protect us

They creating problems and preventing us,

From chanting the Vedas and in our

Yaga fire , they are throwing abominable  meat

Oh king of kings, till you return to Ayodhya,

You three  should stay in this place of penance,

And wipe away the   sorrow of sages

When the scholars   with requested thus,

The  Lord of Veda  told thus

From today  I will live here  in one hermitage,

And kill the asuras  by sending arrows,

I will spend my time   by standing guard to you

And there the endless Rama constructed  a thatched hut,

And there   along with his wife  and younger brother,Lived for ten years

He lived there keeping the sages in view

4.Jatayu

After ten years were  over,

As per advice  of the learned as well as elders,

To see Agasthya  who has controlled over self,

Followed by  wife as well as brother,

The lord started,

He thanked the sages and started from there

After walking a long distance  ,

He reached the hut of great Guru Sutheekshnaa,

From him , he understood   the place of living,

Of sage Agasthya

Agasthya, if we take  the strength of all penance,

Keep it on one pan  of the balance and keep Agasthya on the other,

The  pan  where Agasthya  sat would be down

He was the person who got  the great Tamil,

From primeval Siva   and distributed it.

His form was dwarf, but  it is only because of him

The fame of Tamil grew very tall

He was the one who reduced  the pride of Vindhya mountain,

And who filled up Cauvery in his  water pot

He was the one   who took the entire  ocean in his palm,

And drank it as achamana and one who stood in the south,

To balance  earth during marriage  of Parvathy and Shiva

This great Agasthya , the Brahmin without any pride,

Was saluted by  falling on the ground by  the  great Rama

Agasthya  gave him the bow of the sun  and his quiver

Then as  per orders of Agasthya, surrounded by loving wife and brother,

He  started  towards  by Panchavati, The pattabhirama who was saluted by the five elements

When he travelled  for a small distance to south,

He  met Jatayu, the head of   hawks,

And Dasaratha’s   great friend,

Seeing each other , they thought “who the other person is”

After talking to each other, they knew  each other,

And after  heartily  knowing each other,

Jatayu asked “Is Dasaratha Ok”  and Rama replied,

“My father has  gone to heaven”

Jatayu was  very sad and said , “alas”,

And shed limitless  tears like  a river,

He sighed, struggled, and suffered,

And  unable   to bear the sorrow,

Fainted and fell down,

Then when the tears of all the three ,

Sprayed on him like pearls, Jatayu woke up from Faint.

He slightly consoled  himself,

He opened  his wings  and moving them,

Slightly reduced the heat  of his sorrow.

He then told them about his past friendship ,

With  Dasaratha to all the  three of them,

And he showed himself as a  stream of affection

“Oh children, your father and myself were  one soul,

In two bodies, only by species we were born differently,

After Dasaratha has gone, my living alone is not proper,

Will I make it late now, I will light a fire and enter  it,

You are my children, please do the after death rites to me,

Please keep this lowly one as your  junior father

Rama  refused to accept the  request of the king of hawks

Oh sir, we have seen you as  if we have ,

Seen again our lost father, all three of us are overjoyed,

If you  die we will again be without support,

To whom shall we go for consolation and   support?

Hearing the words of good Ramachandra, Jatayu ,

Left off the thought of taking  away his life

And promised them that he would keep himself alive,

Till the son of Dasaratha returns back to Ayodhya

Then the king of birds asked,”oh Pattabhirama, you are the crown prince,

Why you have spun your long hair using milk of Banyan tree?

Why are  you wearing , hide  of tree as dress?

Why are  you walking without  slippers and upper cloth?

There  must be a cause , What has happened there?

Rama signed  by his eyes, Lakshmana to reply to the  question.

The Rama’s brother  who eats only wind,

In detail told him about all the past

The king of hawks shed tears for  a second,

And hugged  Lord Rama with his chest

:Oh Good one who obeyed  the words of your father,

As long as this world surrounded by ocean is there,

Your name  will live and all the   souls,

Will learn from you about what is Dharma,
He praised him till his mouth pained,

And covered him with his  open wings as a  honour

Jatayu flew and showed the way to Panchavati to them,

And went home

Rama without words told, he is the grammar  of friendship.

5. Surpanakha

Godhavari is the writing by long clouds on the sky,

On pages of the land using water,

And long  line of story

With short and long, the tides standing  straight,

And going down, this water poem  ,

Runs touching both shores,

And wind of the shore of the river   will read it while walking,

And some times will think unable   to understand the depth of the poem

Near the shore  of river Godavari,

In the place  surrounded by  five banyan trees,

Its looks is the feast to the eye

Kalyana Rama was enjoying the wind sitting at the gate of the hut,

Made by his dear brother using leaves of coconut

He was  the Rama without  sugarcane  bow in his hand

From some distance  Rakshasi  Surpanakha  stared at him,

With ears like a winnow, with habits of killing souls and eating them,

And for getting them she used to roam round the world   at night

The fate    written by God-send Surpanakha  towards Panchavati and it,

Turned  the arrows of Rama towards  south Lanka

Surpanakha- to her , good characters  are great   enemies,

She only breaths the smoke from the dead,

She will eat corpses  like cooked rice and

She will sip the   skull  which is burnt like mango seed

She will take bath in blood like water  in the pond,

And she will practice swimming in it and enjoy entire day

This dirt was given to earth by her  mother Kekasi, a  rakshasi

Her father was a Brahmin   named  Visravas.

The king of Lanka  was her  elder  brother

One intelligent person came as husband to Surpanakha,

Due to jealousy  Ravana killed him by his  battle sword,

Wonder, he wiped off the kumkum of his loving sister,

And more surprising for that his loving sister ,

Read and Sent   him a loving   greetings

This surpanakha stood little far away  and stared at  Good Rama,

She left  long breaths and sweated

Earlier when she sees human meat , her stomach  will feel hungry,

First time it  came to her body like a brick clin’

Her body  boiled, she was surprised  to see,

Sun God sitting   with a tuft

First time body of the daughter of devil  horripilate,

And her body   was filled   with passion

The desire rooted in her mind  that she should,

Make love with this man and urgency irrigated it,

And next moment she changed her own form by manthra

And appeared as  a coloured  peacock

She tied her  six feet hair which resembled in colour,

The  darkness of new moon  and made it in to a bundle

She took the light of full moon  , divided  in to half-half

And shared it  in to her two looks,

In side the bra she tied the fruits of green coconut and ,

From head to foot, she  made it in to great prettiness

The anicha flower  which will wilt if you smell,

Did it get two legs and is coming walking with face and nose

Or is it that a tower  wearing anklets in its two feet,

And getting  very narrow hips and was  moving tenderly

She was coming   with magical colour,

And was  coming with step by step  and looked ,

Like the  sister  of the king of Lanka,

She came and stood before Rama,

She  said her name was Kama Valli

To the  flower on which lie was written  over the eyes with Kajal,

“which is your place, who are your relatives , please tell” Rama asked

That cheater who resembled  The jack fruits in the root,

And like the silver moon told  answer

“The king Ravana is one who has  lifted Kailsa  mountain,

He is born along with me

Since passion to you was born in me, I am born along with you

,I was born to dance in the bed room, till it becomes the morning,

Lying on the chest of you who is the king,

 I was born to sing in the tune  of God of love,

You are the most  pretty among men,

You have come to wipe away the mind of ladies,
Hiss  is the sound fire, if we light it,

The fire of desire   would be put out,

Come , kiss me, make sound with your golden lips,

Understanding  the intention of thr Rakshasi  , Rama  replied

You are born in Brahmin caste and I am born in royal caste,

Following our caste  , it is better for us to be separate

Surpanaka   asked him to throw away enmity of  the  towns

Oh Black coloured one, where is caste  and justice to love,

I am burnt  with passion from top to bottom, come embrace me,

Put out the fire of passion in me, You are the dam for flood of desire,

For me to sleep, only your lap  is the pillow

At that time, from the hermitage Sita  looking like a golden doll came out,

Seeing Sita  Surpanakha became angry, she creamed   at her,

She told about  Sita to Sitarama

“hey Pretty one, she is not a lady, she is  a great  devil,

She has dressed  in  lies, she eats  uncooked meat,

Please , do not go near  that ghost,

Hearing the words  of the Rakshasi, Sita was scared,

And Sita embraced tightly Rama who was near by

Rama abused that Kama valli  who blamed the golden girl,

He understood  that to talk  now in fun , would  lead to wrong  things,

Oh Lady who is fit to be hated, Go away from here,

Go away to your home,

You are the boundary for all   evil things,

If my younger brother comes , you will not exist

After warning  the Rakshasi    who troubled him,

The hero entered in to his hermitage   along with Sita,

And closed its door, He hugged his wife who was scared with  sensitivenss

After making plants for revenge, that  cruel Surpanaka .,

Returned   to her  cave

Surpanakha    did not sleep that entire night,

The one side love which went and sat on her head  did not get down,

The killing passion tried to her who was love lovelorn,

She   who ate human body, was eaten by passion  to a man,

In the hermitage there in a man of love,

And to him she loves , there is one companion he loves

And so without love , he is hating me

I should beat and kill that alternate life and eat her,

Then she should call the pretty man to the bed room

Thinking like this that magician waited for darkness to lift,

And went in search of Panchavati

Month  of Marrgazhy, the time of early mist,

The early dawn, the  sky  became white

The lord whom all beings salute always,

Was doing sandhya vandana,

In the shore of sacred river, on the land covered with grass

Surpanakha came, there  was no security at  the gate of hermitage,

But  the brother of Rama was guarding and due to lack of attention she  did not see

When she was about to enter  the hermitage,

Lakshmana  lifted his sword

Rama’s brother  knew that  Surpanakha has come,

To take away  Sita. He cut off  her ears, nose and busts by his sword

Crying and wailing that Rakshasi shouted

When Rama came back from bank of sacred  waters,

The brother  explained to him , why he cut off her nose

And at last  Rama told Surpanakha,

“Oh lady born  in Rakshasa  clan, we are  children of Dasaratha,

For us our father’s words are  the four Vedas,

Only to obey his words  , we have come to  Dandakaranya,

We have given to sages here that we  will protect them,

If we see the bad people who spoil the penance of sages,

Killing them, is my nature, Killing your Rakshasa  clan,

And helping the clan of devas  survive, is my principle

I am the one who killed your grandma  Thadaka that time,

Very many such arrows are there  in my arrow collection,

Remember this, Some how  stop your death,”

Hearing the words of Raghuvara  the Rakshasi  became angry

“Oh dust  of a human being, hear about my clan.

Ravana, Kumbhakarna and Vibheeshana   are my own broithers.

My step mothers children are Khara, TRishira, Thodana.

He is the king who sits in Janasthana   and rules,

My brother is Khara and you are ordinary me

My elder brother  is a very bold one, He has boon from Lord shiva,

He has hands that can powder  an elephant, He has arrows that will put out fire.

There is no one who can oppose him, there is no one,

Who has with weapon won over him,

There is no one who has come  to fight with  him,

And returned  back with life,

I will bring him  here and with his help  I will kill  all of you’

Surpanakha warned like this and seeing  the south she called,

“Oh brother who has twenty eyes,

He who with your hand lifted  the mountain on which shiva lived,

He who has won over  elephants of eight  directions,

And brought them under your control,

He who  chained Indra and dragged him on the roads,

The father  of the lanka  prince,

Oh magic who even ordered Veena to obey you,

Using your fingers

Your sister’s nose , ear and busts was cut ,

By a silly  persons sword,

Another villain encouraged  him,

It seems his aim of arrow   will never fail,

With pride that  silly one   is talking

Is this place being ruled by a  or by a man,

By caste  we are Rakshasa, how can a silly  man oppose us?

After loosing my limbs I am crying “Oh brother, Oh brother”

I am shouting , prattling, Oh my siblings, did you not here my shout,

Will you not help me?

Shouting like this that Surpanaka who lost her nose,

Went and hid herself in the forest.

7.Khara

Kekasi was the  mother  who gave birth to

Ravana  , the king of Sri Lanka

Kekasi’s sister  was Khumbeesi,

The one  born to  Khumbeesi  is Khara,

He has been given endless boons by Lord Shiva

In Dandakaranya  there is a Janasthana,

The entire Janasthana   was under  control of Khara,

Though he had elephant army, horse army and such thousand armies,

His victory  depended  on Asura  Army,

Which will not cross the line he draws,

They were sixty lakhs in number,

All of them greatly  valorous

Khara  has heard the  word , “defeat”,

But has never  seen it, in this great  world,

There was no country, which did not shiver on seeing him,

Because he had a  boon of Lord shiva, there  was never  a problem for him,

Even if he opened his mouth , he will vomit fire through  his mouth,

Even if he opened his broad eyes, even the wind god  will find it difficult  to breath

He can even lick the moon by his long  toungue

Even if asked to talk  him   , even the god of death will stammer

Trisira   was brother of  Khara, he had three  heads,

Each of them was a world, all the time it will  be a collection of fire

Thoodana-was another  brother  of Khara,

He was another burning fire,Even devas will be scared,

To come before all the three  of them,

Even if they come , they   will beg for mercy

With pots and pots  of  blood flowing   from her,

Surpanakha came running  and fell at  the feet of her cousin brother,

Cried loudly and also  spilled the blood flowing out of her

Seeing her  sad look ,Khara  was jittered

Oh dear sir, who did this cruelty to you,

Was it done by devas or  the people of Rakshasa  tribe,

Asked  Khara  who became frozen  and after  he regained  his senses

She said

“Elder brother, the person who cut off my limbs is not a deva ,

Nor asura, two men, Two men who are in sagely  form

Hearing  his younger sister ,Rakshasa  said “Bad, bad”

Did the lady elephant  get  wounded  by the bite of the lice,

He was not able to understand this illusion,

How can Himalaya get  damaged by  sting of a fly?

I am  not   willing to accept  this reasoning.

Was it a man  who insulted you? When did an earth worm take the form of a snake?

Sister  , tell the truth, Did I cut   your nose and ear or  the god of death  who came in form of a man?

Surpanakha explained to Khara in a summary fashion,

I saw to human heros in Pancavati, they are the sons of Dasaratha

They carry  the bow which never miss its aim  on their shoulders,

And carry   words  which never  go against the truth  in their toungue,

They both had a body, which even god of love , will fall in love,

But they have put on  the form of a saint, I wondered seeing with them a pretty damsel,

I wondered at her, as she cannot be  compared to several thousand  flowers.

She is pretty Goddess  who can be worshipped,

The breeze will stop and watch her  walking style,

I wanted  to give such a pretty lady as a gift,

To our elder brother, the king of Lanka,

And I made  a trick for that.The one who was guarding,

Took his knife and cut off my nose, ears  and busts

He who was called the brother gave  me this punishment and,

His elder brother roared  that he will finish of the clan of Rakshasa.

Hearing the word of his sister Khara burst like   a bamboo ,

Which has caught  fire, He  bit  his teeth and made  sound,

And told his commander in chief   who was standing near by,

“Move and bring my chariot, let us  do the war, Ordered he  ,

Like his emotion flowing like water

Commander  put a stop  for that

“oh great king, where  is your need  to kill,

Two human beings in saintly form? If you start,

For such things , what is the need of people like me

Is a  cyclone neded to put off a lamp? Order me,

We will go and kill him.”

He agreed  with the commander and felt that if he went,

To fight with men, earth will laugh , heaven will laugh,

The shoulders  which have grown big will laugh,

The   sword  in his hand  will laugh and decided to change his thought

The way to go was shown by Surpanakha , and fourteen ,

Well armed soldiers started and as soon  they went,

They fell  in the hold  of death

Yes those fourteen people were  made the food,

For his  bow within fourteen seconds,

He made arrows tinged   in colour of blood

RAkshasi Surpanakha seeing the pure valorous soldiers,

Returning as dead  soldiers was scared.

She wondered  about clever  nature of  the Raghu clan,

The  arrows which have to obey the bow were ,

Obeying his command, Like a slave  they were  working for him

If he say   throw fire and sent them, they were throwing fire,

If he said Cut and sent  , they cut of  the heads

When the news was told by  Surpanakha  ,

Khara was not able  to believe it and he was shattered,

His fame which was nurtured for a long time became small

Unable to believe  that  the soldiers who could grind   two hundred elephants

By the thumb of their left feet, were killed in the battle field by a man

Using one arrow, Khara was shattered, his fame  which had  grown,

For a long time  became short

His anger hid his wisdom,

His pride  started  his decline,

His eyes  spit out huge smoke,

His mind  sank in  river of fire,

Taking Trisira and thoodana for help

Accompanied by a great army,

With his past fate   walking  in front of him,
He got in to his coloured  chariot and,

God of death  climbed on his  buffalo steed.

Understanding that Khara is coming to fight a  war with him,

Rama called Lakshmana and asked him  to take  Vaidehi elsewhere,

And told him to leave him alone  to oppose  Khara

Without telling  any reply, Lakshmana  took  mother  Maithili  ,

Towards  a mountain cave,

Had brother  ordered him “Take your bow, he felt , he alone,

Could take away  the life  of Khara,

Rakshasi Surpanakha  showed Rama  who was standing alone,

As “He is the person” to Khara, who was surrounded by an army

He sarcastically laughed”did I collect this huge army to kill this one person,

I am mad” and he was advised by his  minister an asura  called  Akambana

Oh king, when we are surrounded on all sides by an army  , if the opponent,

Stands alone, judging him  as nothing is ignorance, it is wise to  conclude  that he

Alone is more capable, the omens are not favorable to us now,

Please hear what I say, start the war along with your brothers ,

Do not start it alone

First Trisira got in to the fight, unable to oppose Dasaradhi , he staggered

With one arrow Rama took away two of his  three heads, Trisira  fought,

With just one head, at the end Rama cut off that head   also, that liar,

Got  freedom from this birth

Next Thoodana fought  with Dasaradhi, he also met with his fate

When his brothers died Khara  became very fierce, he attacked  Rama ,

In a great manner-he who was son of Gumbeesi

The war went on for some time, the blood went out for a long distance,

The one who is of colour of sea went on sending arrows after arrows,

Sorpanaka’s elder brother  powdered all of them,

The god who could destroy sin,

Went  to the top.

In anger he kept an arrow in kodanda, the bow of Darasadha rama,

And pulled it till his shoulders, his bow broke,

Rama stood unarmed, he took his golden  arm to his back

Varuna who has kept safely the bow  he has  taken from parasurama

Gave It to the hand  of our lord

Rama took the bow, sent an arrow using it  and cut off the head of Khara

He died and devas became happy

To tell the news Surpanakha ran to sri  Lanka for in her mind,

The enmity  to Rama was still there

8.Ravana

Pullasthya was a son of Brahma, Visrwas was  son of Pulasthya,

Ravana  was son of Visrwas-he was a Brahmin

He had written all the four  Vedas along  with meaning ,

And detailed commentary on his toungue,

He was great in knowledge also, He was great  in love play also

Though he had  ten heads, all the passion he had was one sided,

Because though he had a palace, he loved  the wives  of others

He will sing Sama Ghana  as well  as Kama Ghana

He was one who controlled the  elephants  of eight directions,

He controlled the seven horses  of the sun god,

He controlled the six rules  of the  ages,

He had not controlled his  five senses and because of it he was spoiled

He had left hand , right hand and  twenty hands and ,

Within this twenty hands was  Lanka,

it was he who tied Anklets of fame to it,

Before that time Lanka was owned  by Khubera,

And because of it Khubera  became poor, Indra became a great coward,

It was as per orders of his little finger  that sun and moon  gave light

Thiothama would give him bath  , oorvasi will dress him up,

Ramba will show him scented smoke, Menaka will  sing songs for him

The beauties of the other world were his maids who saluted him

The fire burnt only   when he told and  the breeze swept, sky rained,

Days changed.He was keeping account of time with him,

He also kept god of death   in his bag

The boons given by  Brahma, served him and

Greeted him, Long live

He kept the Veena to be kept on lap  on the flag post

He kept thity three  crore devas  in his hold,

He kept the nine planets on the steps to climb to his seat,

He was the one who had  uprooted the Kalisa  mountain in a second   and kept it back

He had received  very many boons and same amount  of curses

There was once a girl called Veda valli, the daughter of a sage,

Who was doing penance  to get Lord Narayana as  her husband,

She would not even drink a sip of water, When he went to steal her virtue

“Oh silly fellow I will jump in fire today and in later  life  , I will be born,

As god of death to you” she threw this curse on him, and jumped in to fire,

Brahma had cursed that if his finger touched a girl  who did not like him,

His head will break in to pieces. He was that angry with him

When he was uprooting  the mountain of Shiva.,

Nandi  felt bad and cursed him with all his heart

“Oh Raavana, you did monkey trick, and your pride  ,

Would be powdered by  monkeys”

The curse  of nandi became true later

He tried to wag  his tail with Vali, he became object of jeer  and looked bad

He treated men like animals and Karthaveerya  who was a man,

Stamped on his  feet

The mansions and huge homes and towers  in Lanka   were built by his father in law

He was the architect of  the devas a very trained one,That maya’s daughter Mandodhari,

Was his wife, the partner  of his domestic life

The godown for all his culture, the  fruit  garden of all possible beauty

Her wedding garland enclosed  all the twenty shoulders,

That poor ganges river got married to this dirty river, It was her mangalya ,

That prolonged the life of this dirty river

Through the northern gate , like a northern fire,

Surpanaka entered the city, the entire city watched  the beauty of her nose

Who is that valorous one who   cut off her nose , wondered the entire city?

Everywhere there  was commotion, wondering who did this dirty act?

He was the younger sister of  their lord, his dear eldest lady,

When she entered the capital of Lanka, with disheveled hair 

Fearing to show their head before her  all the heads  of the city ran away,

They all closed the main door of their homes,

Seeing her entering like a cyclone, the street moved away,

Every where  there  was fear

The big Rakshasi who was not invited  by the street,

Was invited by   the fate  of Ravana, was it not,

Observing ritual  all this time, waiting  for her  arrival

As soon as she was seen, in limitless joy, the fate of the king od Lanka,

Spread a red carpet   and saying  “Come come” invited her,

The writing which will not change , even if he walks upside down,

All people  stood and respected her and just then king Ravana,

Came and sat on his throne  in the royal hall,

When his sister ran crying loudly and fell  on his feet ,

The one who was  born to rule  shook

He saw that the nose  and ears of his sister  was cut,

He raised  all his twenty eye brows,

All his forty eyes lids beat  with each other,

His nerves  tightened,  all his  twenty hands,

Were  eager to take  revenge  immediately

“Who did this cruelty to you?How did he stay  alive after this?

He asked and he fondled his ten moustaches by  his left hand

Surpanaka  told with her tears  continuously dropping

“Two men living in the forest, both are  two luster of gems,

I went near them, they burnt like fire and   cut off my nose and ears,

When Surpanaka completed , just like  dropping of sea shells,

The king of Lanka  laughed

“Did  two men  had this  fever towards  an Asura maiden?

How can clams have  the flight  of four legs?”

When brother told  like  this , Surpanaka  clarified his doubt

“Oh elder brother, those  two men are  very  valorous,

They were two courageous  ones  having a broad chest,

The  sons of king Dasaratha, the jasmines  flowered in garden of Dharma,

If they bent their bow and keep   arrows  on them , there  is no limit,

They have come to dandaka forest to protect words of their   father,

They are two lotus flowers who walked on stones and thorns,

They do not  respect you, they  do not pray your clan,

The pure ones who stand on the side  of the saints,

They have  challenged that they will destroy us”

Hearing the news from his sister, the brother  became angry,

One second he took bath  in a fire pond

Later after  heat reduced, he asked  Soopanaka

“Does Khara  our loving brother  who rules  in the forest know the news?

Had he known, would not he burnt them by  blowing by his mouth?”

After  a laugh of disappointment , Supanaka  clarified

“I told them about news of my nose cutting to Khara and Trishira,

What is the use of their getting boon from Lord Brahma?

They were  defeated  by the men.”

They went themselves   and they went to heaven”

Hearing the loss of his younger ones, the twenty armed  one was shattered

Still he talked naturally

“Why did they make fun of you? Why did they cut your pretty nose,

By their sword”

For question of Ravana, his younger one answered,

“Brother, they wear  the hide of a tree, eat roots and fruits,

But with them is an artistic  sweet  bird.

Why do saints need girls?, Why eyes for coconut?,

For her staying  with them,  I had measureless  sorrow,

Because such a  beauty   is only suitable to you,

The elder one pardoned me  but  his younger  brother,

Cut  using his knife.”

When the younger one told like this, the anger of Ravana  was reduced,

The  longing for that  girl filled his mind,

His sister  knew about it by the signs  of his face,

To increase the itch of the mind of her  brother more,

She   used her  word nails  and scratched.

“Oh brother , Her name is Sita, she is pretty  flower,

Her eyes show the path of happiness,

The intoxication she  gives does not  grow in nectar

The moon has never seen a lady  like her.

Due to her pain of males   will start,

They will send message   through the swan,

You start your gambling   to get her,

In that  who is more  efficient   than you.”

Surpanaka showed Sita  before her brother, no  , no,

Telling name of Sita, she showed him his funeral pyre

After sending away his sister  the king of Lanka came to his terrace,

And then he called  the Garden breeze”   who was working  under him  ,

And said “blow”,

And the breeze which came running, removed the salt sweat from ,

The body  of one who came  to the terrace

But there was heat in the  breeze that wafted

Hating it , he shouted “stop” and then he fell,

On the bed filled   with flowers

The thought of Sita, like a borer bee , burrowed ,

In to his thought and his mind broke  in to hundred pieces

While all  other devas were  defeated by him  ,

He got defeated by the Manmatha  deva

He who has received  the tusks  of elephant  on his chest,

Unable to get the arrows of Manmatha  struggled

HE struggled by  hugging and rolling  with lord of Rathi

The arrows of passion, drilled in to  his  body  like sieves,

He suffered

He bit  his three hundred and twenty  teeth  and made sound

All the night he thought about going to Panchavati  and imprison,

The five coloured bird,

After thinking and thinking till early morning, his mind got tired,

Suddenly the thought of  his maternal uncle Maarecha  raised in his mind

9.Mareecha

Mareecha was son of Thadaga, the uncle  of ten headed one,

This Mareecha was  earlier an evil one, but now he loved Vedas,

He was the servant of God

During  that time by doing evil , he had suffered

But now he understood penance and had  touched Lord Shiva

He was the  bad asura who spoiled   the yaga of Viswamithra

And later when driven arrow of Rama, he was an Asura   who  woke up and became good

Time ripened  him

The  feeling  of remorse made him bent his head,

During those  days , by clan and mind he was a Rakshasa

But now he was Rakshasa  only due to clan

By mind he was a great  man

He who came  with  arrow in his hand  to fight in Sidhashrama,

He had become a Shudha Chaithanya, which cannot be wounded by any word

Mareecha  found out  and so he changed  from bad path  to the good

Will fate  allow him to stand like that?

It flew  through the sky and got down before his door

The one who came in a place   to Change  Mareecha in to a bad one

Is the evil one  who used to say , “no one is equal to me”

He was the one with flag of Veena and saluted by heaven   and earth

The uncle Mareecha  invited  his nephew  Ravana,

By extending both his hands  and showing a sweet face

Mareecha asked  “What is the matter please?”

King of Lanka explained “Oh uncle, two men along,

With a very sweet and young girl   called Sita,

Have  come to this forest, Name of one of them is Rama,

And the other is Lakshmana,

They have hurt  my sister making her cry loudly,

They have cut her nose and ears using their had sword,

In summary  they have buried our respectability deep in the pit

And  not only that uncle,

The Khara  of Dandakavana  and his brothers,

Were killed by them by sending  arrows like rain,

With drums and drums  of their  blood  pouring out,

They have told  there is none in the Asura clan to  ask “how”

Will  a  small stick  win over  a spear,

Can a  small insect  kill the  hawk

When devas  are  lying  with folded  hands below our legs,

What  can these  humans do to us

When sun and moon   obey what we say,

How can these two men cause  darkness in our life?

I am one who takes  sword  for the war,

If I take it for just two humans,

It is an insult   to my name,

It is an insult to chariot I travel

And so I have to take away  that pretty girl,

Who is Sita , the  gold  of highest  purity,

Who is with those  two men,

Their honor should lie  face down

Oh uncle  , for this  I need your magical skills,

In your magic  that girl  will be deceived

Hearing this long talk  of his nephew,

The mind of Mareecha  was hurt and he  told him,

Straight , what  came in his mind

“Oh Ravana  , my sweet nephew,

You are the king of Lanka,

Expert  in great music, he who knows  four Vedas

I am also   your servant,

Should you loose all your fame  in a second?

Should you wipe away the thilaka,

That you kept  on the  forehead of Lanka,

Your sister  has dug  a burial  pit for you,

To avenge Sita, she is kindled  the passion in you,

Sita, if you think  that she is just a girl , you are mad,

She is your bad time which has  come  to this world,

Keeping some flowers  on her head and a  thilaka on forehead

She is the bad fate  who has come  to burn island of Lanka,

That pure  one , is the  mother  of the world,,

She is a disease  to your soul

Ravana  , whom do you think Rama is?

He is Vishnu saluted  by Lord Brahma,

She is the  Madhava  saluted by sun God,

She is Narayana who spreads  the ocean  of books,

He is  the complete  one who lives in the ocean of milk.

He is the one  who came to protect the sages  who carry Dhurbha,

As the child  who carried  the womb of Kausalya,

So he  is an incarnation, Mother Sita  is his wife,

If  you desire her , it is the greatest  possible crime,

You are being hospitable  to your own death

That day , the arrow he sent  , chased me,

And that  reformed me, please hear,

The words  of one who corrected himself after  hurt,

After hearing it, leave  out  your bad  thoughts.

Your wife  is Mandodhari,

Any one else’s wife  is your sister,

You keep this in your mind or keep this  uncle

I will not show magic , I will not fall in the net of sin

This way when Mareecha told an idea,

Which was not  pleasing to Ravana,

He got angry, he warned his uncle

“Oh uncle  with a bad brain, You  are teaching me,

That insect like  man is  an incarnation,

You  are telling  , what some body has told you like a parrot,

As  you are scared

He is one who killed your mother  and younger brother,

Without tearing his mouth , you are arguing with me,

You   are a sign of insult   to the clan of asuras,

Agathi leaf  is the food of cows, will  tigers eat it,

Do not make a tiger  as vegetarian,

Do  not make a rat like  Rama in to a God

You  do and finish  the job ordered by me,

If you are not interested die  by my sword

After keeping silent for some time Mareecha told

“You  are telling about greatness  of king’s clan,

You  are calling me   as a symbol of insult,

If it is so, take your sword and kill that Rama in the battle field,

And later  take Sita  in to your prison.”

After  smiling , the husband of Mandodhari replied to Mareecha,

“If I take my sword a kill Rama,

The  Sita with eyes like Kajal sword  also will die,

She will  go to heaven along  with her husband”

What profit do I get out of that?

What  will happen to my passion?

I should  steal that lady through  deceit

Hear what I say and you  have to obey it a little

The  honest Mareecha thought for a little,

In spite  of Ravana having  twenty eyes  ,

He was not able to see  bad times  coming to him,

This was fate,

He then asked Ravana “What should I do”

And the king replied

“Oh uncle, you should change yourself in to a golden deer,

Manikhya, emerald, pearls, rathna  , diamond and Vaidoorya,

Coral   and pushparaga, should shine  in your coloured body in circles,

Sita seeing your beauty of the front and back ,by fate,

Should desire  to make you hers

She should ask her husband  and brother in law,

“Catch that  deer and give it to me, The silly one  who does not know our plan

Without getting in to their hand  you keep on running fast,

I will carry   Sita who will be alone along with her hermitage,

Mareecha because  there is no other way, started taking the form of the deer,

By another route Ravana  went to their hermitage

Sita was plucking flowers  in the trees near the hermitage,

And she   was smiling  like flowers

Seeing  the lady plucking flowers, the flower like breeze freezed

It wanted to tell this news  to other species  of flowers

The lady was searching  and plucking flowers  pouring honey

The lady who garlanded  to one who is the colour of flower

Then near her , a golden deer jumped  like a flower ball

A golden deer,This golden deer did not understand  ,

That golden deer  was a deer of lie, and her eyes,

Did not go away from the golden deer

He who was seeing his golden deer in his eye,

Kept his eye  on that deer, because,

Janaka’s deer was attracted by the shine of  golden deer ,

And was standing freezed

That magical deer  robbed the mind  of her  who was plucking flowers,

And by fate The pure deer  fell in net   spread by the magical deer,

To  the wife of Rama who had come  to save the humanity,

A great desire for that deer was born.

And that desire started  the turn of events,

To the liking  of  men and devas

Sita called  Sri Rama and showed him the  golden deer,

She  very badly wanted and told him “Cach and give it to me”

When that young deer keeping two deers in its eye  told like this,

Rama  stood staring  at that deer of lie, He said,

“I have never seen any deer like this”

Lakshmana  told  in the middle   to Rama,

“This pretty deer is b not a deer which will love us.

How can I tell this  to elder sister in law?Oh lord,

You  are  the lord of the clan of the Sun, The lord

Who grants  blessings to every body,

The educator  who educates  to knowledge,

The wise man who advises  the wise

What  is the true deer  and  what is the shadow deer,

Do you  who is my lord , not know?

This deer is which out of the two-don’t you understand?

Brother  , this is like our shadow, one who follows like  the asuras?

Did we not stand  guard to the Yaga  of Viswamithra?

At the time an asura  escaped  from our arrows  and ran away?

I feel  it is that Mareecha

Yes brother , Mareecha is this  false deer, this deer is the uncle of Ravana?

What I say  may not be liked by  my Sister in law, Even if it is,

Even if she does not like it, we can choose  not to catch  the false  deer,

That  is the proper thing,Ofourse , it is for you to decide.”

When Lakshmana told this, Rama Saw  Sita  and by his  coloured eyes,

Asked  What  we should do ?

Sita felt that  if  they enter in to argument, that  gold deer will run away,

And then you  deer will become sad,, She was adamant  like a small baby.

Then Rama  explained  to Lakshmana,

“If it is true deer, I will bring  , if not  I will kill it.

Sita is very anxious to get it, You be her guard.

I will end your confusion .Wait  slightly”

Rama went to catch  the gold deer  along with his bow,

Mareecha  , did  not fall in his hold and started to show  his magical tricks.

10.Hey  Sita , Hey Lakshmana

During those days carrying the sea  , he was lying on the sea,

Today carrying the bow he was walking  on the earth,

When the Vedas  were  staying  , unable to catch him,

He  stood  confused  unable to catch the deer

The husband will get  what  wife desires and  give it to her,

Thinking like this Sita asked her husband  to catch the deer and give it to him

She did not agree  when her brother in law told “I will catch it and give”

With love she scolded  her husband  and said, “Oh , Is it mot possible to you?,

And she tied the knot for  her neck herself

Though Rama ran on stones and thorns with them piercing his feet,

He could  not get at the golden deer,

That deer  did  not stand in the same place  even for a second

Only deer will be deceived  by the mirage ,

But here  the deer himself became the mirage and  deceived

Rama will touch, it will come  jumping saying let him touch,

And when goes to touch  , just like he has touched,

It will go far  away and stand there

The trick which can make all the tricks

He who is beyond all, He who   is pervaded by divinity

The magic which is beyond all magic,

Was  drowned  in great wonder,

Which made  his body shiver,

By  the magic shown  by that golden deer

Brother told me then,   this is not deer but Mareecha

The lord  now agreed  with it,

He took his bow and sent an arrow, aimed at the sinner,

He took away  its soul, the soul bird which was   born as Mareecha

Fell on the earth  feeling ”My god this birth is sufficient”

And rose  to go over to the  top”

At the time of death Mareecha  shouted  in the voice of Rama,

“Hey Sita, Hey Lakshmana”

When he  shouted like that , the ghost who  hearing the words  of queen of ghosts,

Who came  to snatch away the wife  of other,

Sprayed the rice for the mouth of death now itself

Hearing  wailing call of help of her  life like husband,

Wrenched  her heart like a wet sari and from there hot water  came out

“Did the magical deer   stole  her Mangalya”

Thinking like this  the honest deer was greatly shattered,

She touched her flowers and thilaka  and left a deep breath

As if black magic entered  her lungs, she  struggled to breath,

The baby of worry   getting shapes in both her eyes,

Just like  a  not properly  grown child,  weathered and thinned

That lady lotus who was like   bell metal , she faded

When mother Janaki  had a confused  faint,

Lakshmana stood there  without  any confusion

“Alas , Lakshmana  , even hearing  the cry for  help ,

Of our lord  who is in danger, After it sprayed  fire in our hearts,

Are you standing like a statue  holding the bow,

Should be called  the Dharama of the royal caste

You stop protecting me now but  protect my gold,

Save the flowers  decorating my hair, Save my king

Who tied the flower to me, Run immediately,

Sita  Spoke with great  fear to Lakshmana

“Oh mother, leave out this fear, The  cry for help ,

That  we heard is not real but false,

The asura tribe is like this, it shows frequently  this magic

Later struck   it will fall  completely  uprooted

Oh Mother, who can cause  danger  to our lord

Because  for everything he is the primeval seed

Everything that is born is born from him

Those which take birth , grow  and die and  do so to join him

For all the beings, the breath they take in , the talk of the inner toungue

Are the alms  that he has given to them

Creation, nurture and destruction-he has great liking to do these,

To such a great magician, where  from problem will come,

He is a flame that keeps on burning without oil  and wick

If that flame can be put out, The globe  will burst and break in to pieces,

Humans will loose  their body  and become dead body,

The Vedas  could start silly  things, Everything  will hide godliness and

The usual   life will  get spoiled

The moon in the sky, the shining  sun, will fall on the earth  and break

The entire  world would  be swallowed by  a deluge

That is  why I am telling, Please put out your  flaming worries

To our lord danger  will never come  at any time, If it comes,

All the fourteen worlds   would be destroyed

The advice of the younger lord was received  in one ear,

And left out by  Sita and she burnt  Lakshmana  by flaming words

“Oh Lakshmana, I now know your attitude  of not having ,

Even an iota  of affection  towards , your elder brother,

I understood what is your aim also.

You who after  hearing the wail of your brother for help,

Did not run to help , Are real brother  to him,

All my brother in law’s are cheats,

Telling that it is a net of affection, they will weave a net of deceit

They  bother  about themselves only, They are  fools,

Bharatha  who was born to his step  mother,

Sitting  in his grandapas house, spied in Ayodhya

And stole the crown and  slippers of his elder brother,

And he acted as if he was  a very honest person

Lakshmana are  you not also  son of his step mother,

Some how I forgot to make my husband  realize this

One brother   thought , if brother goes away,

He can have his country  and another thinks,

If brother goes , he can have his wife

Alas  , what a bad thing is this?

Oh Lakshmana , who does not have  sense of shame,

If this second  you do not go and save  your brother,

I will  fall in the  forest fire  and give myself up,

And I will become  a bad name  to you for all times to come

Poor Sita, who had kept her husband in her heart,

Had also kept  her fate  on her toungue

The bad words  of mother  like  Sita to him,

Took him to the top of the sorrow,

It melted steel   and poured  in his ears,

The darling son of sumithra  was fully  shattered

All his hairs stood straight and by bending  he became a dwarf

The very innocent with a  pure mind, felt that  all the blood,

In his nerves  solidified and  his body became heavy

With Godhavari , the river near by run in his  sad eyes,

And with folded hands, he saw the  wife  of Pattabhirama  and spoke

“Oh Mother, witness of devas, witness  of gods of forests

Witness of trinity of Gods  , sages   and the three worlds,

I am one who thinks my elder brother’s wife  as my mother,

I am one   who prays to my elder brother like  father

Such an accusations  against me?

Hm oh mother  this  is the way of fate

Yes,

I will leave you alone and go in search of my Brother,

I would be  going against  the words of my brother,

Let Jatayu  who is like father  and who lives  in this forest protect you.

11.Sita was imprisoned

Lakshmana went  away from the grass hut,

The king of Lanka came near the  grass hut

Ravana   who used to get joy by  embracing  teenagers,

Today  embraced  the elder one

The poem of older age, without any sorrow,

Line by line  he wrote over  all the body

From his chin beard fell  like  coconut milk.

His external skin had dried and was like a centipede touched by the finger

Ravana came  is a very aged saint,

But he  kept his mind   youthful

He had made  his twenty hands   to two, he held ,

Water pot in one hand and three  way staff  in the other

He changed  his twenty eyes  to two, having light  of love,

In one, and light  of wisdom in the other.

He wore  ochre cloths, and name of Shiva on his toungue,

He came and stood before the hut where  Sita stayed,

And Loudly asked  “Who is there  inside?”

With his three branch staff he  fondled  his beard

Though the bad news about her husband was digging in her mind,

Thinking  that it is correct ritual  to worship  ,

The guest  who came in search  of her home,

To the aged  sage she  told inviting words and invited,

Gave him a seat made of Bamboo and asked  to take his seat,

And  she did all needed  hospitality  to the guest

Ravana  saw,   Sita the very pretty  picture  , with his eyes,

And told thanks  to Surpanaka   from here  it self

For identifying   this great   beauty

The one who came as the imposter  saint  asked the golden Lakshmi

Whose is this hut? What  is his name?

While asking  he thought over  some very base  thoughts in his mind

The blessed one with beauty  and virtue   answered

“The son of Dasaratha who has been praised  by all human kings always,

Obeying  his step mother, he has come here to live in the forest,

And has given meaning to his father’s words  , I am Janaki,

The daughter of king Janaka

Then the wife of the son of Dasarata   asked,

“In this age with inability, where from are you coming?

Where   do you  intend to go?”

Like this she asked with humility

The golden queen who has  come to earth as the girl

That  king of southern Lanka threw  a faultless,

Look of passion at her, and then like a just saint,

Spoke a few  sentences

“Earlier I used  to be a sage  in this forest,

And later I uprooted myself to Lanka,

He, who has touched the tall sky by my  Veena flag,

Who  carried  Kailasa mountain on his shoulders,,

Who ordered  the devas and made them do whatever he ordered,

In his beauty ,he is the  god of love, and  has  broken the pride of others,

Below the shade  of such a king of Lanka  , I am staying

Ha ha, the love of Ravana   is the rare  honey  that  I got

I came here  to meet the sage  with whom I moved”

After  hearing what  Ravana said, the wife of Rama  said

“Alas, should great saints like you,

Live  believing   the fire of Yaga or

Live believing the shade of great asuras,

Should Yaga be done in fire of cremation,

Should love be woven in the machine  of passion?”

When Sita asked with wonder  like this

The king who rules  Lanka replied

“ lady, Asuras are  not as dangerous  as devas,

Also because  the entire  world is in their control,

Where  else shall I go?”  he answered

The lotus eyed  one gave him proper  reply

“Oh sir, leave out  the fear about the asuras,

Be peaceful, My king of kings, who lives in my mind,

Would uproot the clans  of Asuras  before  this stay in forest is over,

The black coloured one who stands guard the turmeric that I apply,

He who  sunk Khara  in the flood of blood, He will , one day,

Cut the head of the ten headed  one without any doubt,,

He  would shower cool grace  for removing the evil ,

Troubling those    who do great penance”

Hearing these sweet words of Sita, Ravana  got angry,

But without showing it  he further  told Vaidehi

“Oh innocent girl, Will  granite blocks split  because of picking by a crow,

Will the upper sky break because  the clouds his them

When can paddy  become  sword?

When will enemies get cut  and become powder,

Ravana   does not have death by Humans,

You the bird’s wing does not know the power  of his shoulders and thighs”

Hearing the words  of the king of Lanka , Sita got irritated,

With her eyes   turning red she said

“Karthaveeryarjuna  the man kept  king of Lanka ,

Who has shoulders like  this in  prison,

Parasurama within a second killed that Karthaveerya by his axe

My lord Sri Rama , took the bow of Parasurama and sent an arrow,

Before that rama, Ravana  who has only a form of passion,

Would stand like  a lamp before sun.,

And  at the end he will also rot before him”

When Sita  talked  with challenge,

With his self respect getting wounded,

Got anger  which can  not be described,

Thinking of showing  him , removing his present skin,

He stood  before her in his real form

Seeing that  Vaidehi was greatly scared.

She got in to the  fist of fear

The king of southern Lanka  consoled her

He showed her  , the pain of love he was suffering  for her

“Oh lady who made me poor, why are you shivering.

Oh lady who made me a coward, why are  you going back?

I stand wondering by seeing your eye brow, and  ,

Seeing my form you , you stand scared”

The body which you are seeing , is what  you left after eating

Only the heart  which is left off after  your killing has  come here,

I have won over the sky, I have won over the earth,

How can I win you  also?

Where else can I tell the news that I have been defeated  by you, except yourself?

Thinking about you  , I have lost my sleep,

That sleep is not kind to me, even if I loose my ten heads,

I will not change the love  that I have for you.

Whatever sufferings may come to me  , I will not,

Take away my twenty eyes   away from you

Accept me and light  , my lamp of h joy

Hearing these words of the ten necked one,

The wife of Sri Rama  , shut  both her ears by her hand

That  head of great poems, who  surprised  all the poets of the world,

Who even if she happens to live  in a smaller hut would not  change  her virtue

Spit  on Ravana , Words  of  saliva

Should we  keep the offering for devas offered  in fire,

Raised by hitting stone with stone,

To the dog   who  eats its food licking and licking,

Your desiring  me is evil, run away,

If not you will not be there,

Vaidehi scolded the clan of Asuras,

She  showered rain of scolds  on that Rakshasa,

And he thinking  that waiting  for a long time is not good,

Neared Sita, to carry her  on his big shoulders

But  then he recalled the curse of Brahma  ,

That  if he touches a lgirl who does not like him,

His heads will burst , and so he uprooted  the hermitage ,

Along with Sita and kept it on his flower chariot,

And shouted his charioteer  to return by the way he came

The beauty   called sita   was imprisoned,

Carrying her the  flower chariot also started,

The  rules of Dharma seeing that became  sad

And island of Lanka  got scared and said “Alas, Alas”

12. The king of Hawks

Lord Shiva lifted fire by  the eye on his forehead,

Ravana is the one  who lifted his home by his long hands

To this Ravana,

Who can say “What you are  taking is not the moon  but fire”

If the five letters  of the  name  Ravana are seen by eyes,

Or heard by their ears the  five elements  ,

Water, air, sky, fire and earth will get scared

And that is with  pride  and false courage  ,

Thinking   who  can come and stand before me and stop me

The virtue   who will teach  virtue  to  virtue itself,

The dharma which will  tech Dharma to Dharma himself,

The fire who will shed  fire   from her  blue eyes,

Was taken by his long hands and kept on the plane,

And the king of Lanka got in to its edge

Flying in the sky and two things  travelled  with wet hands

One was his plane   and another respectability  of Lanka

The divinity sitting   in the chariot cried and both her cheeks,

Were ploughed by her  tears

Sorrowing for asking   the golden deer and loosing her husband,

It folded it hands and saluted,

Wiping away the water curtain hiding  her eyes by her pointer fingers,

Vaidehi saw   Dandakaranya, Godavari which was  like lines drawn there,

The top trees  which were  like mushrooms,

The hills looking  like  anthills,

And over them sages  living in the forest,

The forest streams looking  like  Kaupeenas put for drying,

Which wave in the year

And Sita who was sitting on the top  felt that ,

Entire   Dandakaranya   was sorrowing,

In the place  where clouds sat over the forest, sorrow was sitting

Seeing Vaidehi being lifted  by the hands of the fate,

The elephants lifted  their trunks  and  boomed

Due to deceit winning over justice  and dharma

Just like they had  wounds made of fire,

The lions got angry, and scratched the earth by their ,  hind legs,

And beat the earth by their  front legs

Birds beat themselves  with  their wing like hands

And fell down

Instead of milk coming  in teats of  the cows,  blood came

Only deer stood  bending their heads, because  they felt,

They lost  their respectability due  to Mareecha

From the sky itself she requested  the trees,

And beasts  of the forest

Maithili is a pretty bird  which was inside nest of  King of Lanka

OH animals  without  any reservations,

Oh trees which never  became  fire wood

I am one who ordered my   husband who came holding my arms,

To catch a lie,

Please  tell that I am in extremely bad state  and am in prison

To the lord who held my right hand  and gave me  life

Did she not complain about your conduct, she is now imprisoned,

Your sister  in law  who told needless blame about you,

To my brother in law who salutes me as his mother

Like this when  the great wife sita cried  and saluted,

It was heard by  the king of hawks and he  spread,

His wings which  were like  elephant ears and rose in the sky,

And the bird came in between, the charioteer stopped  the chariot,

Immediately Ravana of  ten heads, kept arrows in his bow

Before starting the war  , Jatayu started  advising him,

“Oh Ravana , what job are  you doing,

Why are you cutting off your heads  by your own hands

You are the one who robbed the kingdom  of Khubera , the king of Alakapuri

You are  the  one who robbed the power  of Indra , the king of amaravathi

Should that courageous hero, steal the wife  of another and show his valour,

Thinking that  you are a poet of love, should you  write the poem of your death

Carefully take  the fire like wife  , whom you have brought  with her home,

And keep it in the same place carefully,

If you do not do it, you  will loose  your life and welcome  your death

Your wife will loose  the flower  in her hair

The lady whom you  are taking imprisoned is not Sita-she is the mother  of  the world,

The husband of this queen among  ladies,

Is the gray one hiding himself among the  four Vedas

If you are  angry with that Kodanda  rama,

You should have taken your sword and waged a war,

The coward   who dare not do that,

The    animal   who does not have horns to push,

Where is need of arrows to you,

Why cloths on your hips?

Darling sita is an eye like  daughter to me,

The dust of her feet is more famous than your crown

I will not allow you to kidnap  my daughter,

Should you   do such  very bad actions,

I have told all this advice and asking you,

If you are not willing  to obey my advice ,

Take your bow, Even if you  stand  upside down,

Your  chariot will  not cross  this boundary

Jatayu   stood before him   and told him  proper aedvice,

That king of the island standing on the chariot in the sky,

Send harsh arrows on the king of his toungue,

Jatayu prevented   all of  them by his  huge wings without difficulty

And then with his long beak, he scratched the long body and,

Ravana’s body was covered   with blood, but  his body got cured immediately

The king of hawaks  with surprise, attacked him   severely,

He made  the ten crowns of Ravana fall  from his head,

He flew above the chariot and by  his beak  tore ,

The Veena flag   which was flying  on its top,

He made is  as a flag  which cannot be recognized

The angry , king of Lanka, changed like the god of death,

He sent fourteen arrows on the  body  of the  bird

The king of birds with  blood flowing out of his body struggled,

In spite of that  he spun  like a top

By his sharp claws   he cut off the ear globes of the king,

He  tore of his chest  armour  also

Ravana  became  more angry, he held the silver handle in his hand,

He who  has been hit deeply  by the  tusks  of elephants,

Had  a very angry look, he sent hundred arrows  on Jadayu,

Jadayu shook his wings so that  all the hundred arrows fell  down,

Then the  king of birds snatched  the bow of  Ravana  and he broke,

Them using his feet,

The king who lost  his bow, threw the spear  , Jadayu stopped it  ,

And on Ravana’s ten faces  he painted  insult

Then he bit off the head  of the charioteer  and threw  it,

On the  face of Ravana,

The king of the island burnt  in great fury

He took the Dandayudha  and using his maximum possible force,

He hit Jadayu, unable to bear it, loosing his strength,

Jadayu fell on the earth    and struggled

Sita  cried  , Oh My father and hearing  the cry,

Of his dear  daughter that  father  rose again

He then destroyed Ravana’s chariot as well as his horses,

And sweat flowed  from his body

Thinking this is the proper time, using the Chandrahasa  ,

Sword which he has got from Lord shiva, he cut  off   the wings of Jadayu,

Then taking Sita who was born from earth  along with the earth,

Flying on the sky, he  reached  Lanka  speedily

Ravana who reached Lanka kept  Sita  imprisoned ,

In Asoka Vana surrounded   by rakshasis

He  put a stain  to his fame  earned  from a long time back

13.They started

The brother  went is search of his lord, and immediately,

He saw him

The brother seeing his lord without any wound, was not surprised,

So there was no  need to  rush , hug and  shed tears  of joy

Brother  had knowledge that his lord  would notbe  burnt by fire.

Drenched by water, Cannot  be swallowed by earth,

Sky will not trouble   and wind will not dry

He knew that one who was  born elder  to him,

Was  the primeval God

But seeing younger brother, elder brother,

Started worrying, He shot of  question arrows

Oh younger  brother, why did you come in search of me,

How can get deceived by the magic deer, Only you  told me it is a lie deer,

Now  how come you moved  away from my  female deer?

Should you leave your sister in law alone in the forest

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Should the glance of asuras fall on the nectar pot?

Oh Dear brother  , why  were  you in a  hurry?,

How can you go against  word given to elder  brother?

Like this  Pattabhi Rama wailed,

Lakshmana  clarified

Only Sister  in law drove me away saying  it is danger to you,

If I do not go  and delay  further  she thratened she will jump in the fire,

She blamed  me and Bharatha  as evil,

In my  both ears, oh god, she melted  lead and poured

Brother  , since  there was no other way  , I left her and came

I came   greatly worried  as to what is right,

When Lakshmana told like  this  ,

Raghava told   slowly

Younger brother,  when you told  about illusion of asuras,

I did not bother,The deer whom I  garlanded  also did not bother,

Without hearing you, I took my bow and after  ,

A bad thing comes , there is no point in worrying,

Come we will rush to our hermitage

And with great speed Rama walked,

He was followed by his younger  brother

When the king who holds the bow and  his younger brother,

Who followed  his words  came and saw,

The place where their hermitage was there  was a pit,

The  sign of it being  uprooted  was visible,

Where  s did the hermitage which was there go?

Where did golden lady  who was there go?

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Where  has the  leaf hut which was here gone,

Where   has the golden garland  in  it gone?

The question   and confusion did  Yaga  ,

In the mind of husband of Sita

The great one   who has never seen sorrow,

And Sorrow and shock defeated him

The anger  caught hold of his neck  and pressed it

The tears   broke   through his eye,

The head  of son of Dasaratha  Spun

The bow held on his right hand rotated

The news that  his  wife was not found,

Made the lord to slip and fall his bow

Sita was there  in my life  and so,

There  was no bent down of my mind,

Sita has  moved away from me,

There is no success   for me

Thinking  like this  the mind  of Sitarama shivered,

The thousand  named one  daily saluted by Vedas

When the  lord shivered , the earth  shivered

The middle of the   queen of   earth shivered,

Then the man of truth  shivered, the truth also shivered,

And the hand of those  who only told truth  also shivered

Seeing the confusion  of elder brother,

The younger one told

“Brother , instead of  getting confused and sitting,

Let us see what  needs to be done,

Let us find out which asura  kidnapped her

Oh Lord  , what is need of fear  to Achyutha

For the  human incarnation   where  is need of worry,

Where  is shadow to the sun and  to,

The pure man  where is confusion

If the archer  takes his bow,

Can the silly  ones stand  before him,

For those who perform yaga  of valour,

Would  defeat  ever happen,

Oh elder brother , let ius go in search  of our  pure goddess

When Rama accepted the words  of Rama’s brother,

Both of them walked  some distance and  in the way,

They saw the marks of chariot  wheels

THe lord who did not  have slippers and his sibling,

Followed that mark and later  when the marks  ,

Disappeared  they started  thinking,

The younger one told

Brother from here the chariot  ,

Would have climbed to the sky,

Other wise  the marks would have been there  in the mud

It appears as if the chariot has gone to the south,

My inner  guess makes me feel  that  we too,

Should  go to the south

When Rama accepted  what his brother told,

With only thought   both of them,

Walked   for one  Yojana  distance

When they went further  ,

They say the cut off  Veena flag,

The powdered  long bow,

The charioteer  whose head has  split in to two,

The horses  which have died  vomiting  blood,

The misshapen Chariot and the  fallen

Crown and the armour

Both of them saw all these and thought,

That big war  might have happened there

The dear brother told , Oh elder brother,

Only our very dear father Jatayu only has fought ,

For  protecting  sister  in law,

Standing  alone, using his  sword like wings

He has  damaged   the asuras  things,

Damaged  them and made them fall here

When Rama accepted  what his  brother told,

When  both of them   went little  more distance,

They saw Jatayu whose huge wings has been cut off

Shouting Oh My god, they hugged him

With tears falling, Rama wailed

“oh another father  whom we got,

Oh great one who told us   about,

Intimate friendship with   his long beak

Oh great one  who  tried to stop the  robber of  other’s wife,

The  ghost like person  who cannot  be stopped by others,

Has this bad fate  befallen you,

Has the fate  of Dharma  turned upside  down?

After  wailing like  this  , Rama fainted,

When Lakshmana sprayed  water, he woke up,

When the king of hawks   who was lying dead,

Asked them  “What happened?”

The younger one  told what  happened

Then the king of birds spoke,” by  going to catch the deer,

You  have lost your  wife, You have done  what  has been,

Fixed  by your fate,Ravana was the one who robbed  your wife

He is a very bad  one, though he has twenty eyes  , he does not see light

I stopped him, He punished me  with his Dandayudha, and then taking ,

The Godly sword, he cut off my wings,

I fell down on the earth and now opened my eyes to see you,

And now I will get a home  in heaven

When the king of Hawks told like this

“Oh Father, which way did the asura  go?

To answer Rama he opened   his mouth,

But  before the words came out he lost his life

Rama who could not cremate the father  who gave birth to him,

But cremated this father  who did not give birth to him

And after  doing the water  rites, He sent  Jatayu ,

To Vaikunta  as Nithya Suri,

The sun walked towards   the west,

And  Rama along with his brother  walked south

Next day morning came and the light got down on earth

Pattabhirama and his younger brother walked  ,

Eighteen yojanas   with their leg paining,

They were  made wet from head to toe by  the flow of sweat

The Agni Nakshatra  had  started, and the  heat of the summer,

Was   very  huge

The sun’s heat sat on their head, and  made  their,

Green  blood  in to syrup

Throughout the body, without leaving  any spot,

The heat wave of the forest, through the hair roots,

Sunk in  to them the  heat wings

The elder and younger brothers took  rest  ,

Below a huge sleepy tree  and started  from there and  ,

Without their knowledge got in to the hands  ,

Of  a very horrible  Rakshasa  called Kabanda

14.Kabanda

Kabanda, the most evil looking among all asuras,

He had become a surprise  being

He does not have head, but he  is the head of all great sins

He did not have legs, but was the leg  for all known cruelty

He had one eye  on his chest and each of the eye lid hairs  ,

Had grown like   spears

Where he should have a stomach , he had a mouth and

That mouth had the great disease of insatiable  hunger

He had two hands and they were  very long and folded like python

All the  living things caught  in between the hands   will die,

He cannot  move but  the city  moved,

He will press  with his long hands, like this  he will do daily,

And he  went on  reducing  the number  of living beings

In this hold   of this devil , along with his brother ,

The chief of Vedas was  caught,

With  defeating mentality he told a few words

“Younger brother,our father  died for our sake,

And he flew away    when I was not there

I am the eldest son to our father but I did not  cremate him

But   for your sister in law , I do not have any one else,

And I do not have any chance  of saving her

When she got imprisoned, I should have,

Climbed the funeral  pyre, but I did not do,

There was no chance  for doing that

Now it has happened, This devil  is standing for my sake,

I will become his food and then I will  go to our father,

You escape  and go back to Ayodhya,

Your elder brother is telling , go with desire

Like this when Rama   was prattling in a silly way,

His brother went  to the apexof sorrow, Later

Consoling himself, he opened  his lips,

“Oh lord, I am one who  takes the  words of my mother,

As Vedas and then I will  do penance  on them

As per her words, my elder brother is my father,

Sister in law is my mother and  the place ,

Where  both of them stay  is ayodhya,

If I return to ayodhya , it will only be with you,

If you are not  able  to save myself, I will  die before you

In spite , oh Lord   who always  merges   with my mind

Should you who can take the entire  earth    and swallow it,

Say that   you are going  to be food this ghost,

Can a flying insect  eat  a lamp,

Oh brother, order me, I will make him wail,,

Within half a second I will  pull out his hands,

The lord who can make fall   the entire world by his great arrow,

Regained  courage  by words of his younger brother,

He left off his helpless feeling

Kabanda  woke up deciding   to  swallow them together
Being   cut down , he fell down,

Rama cut off the hands of Kabanda by his sword

As soon  Rama’s hand touched him,

Kabanda  got rid of his terrible curse,

Assumed  his real form and saluted  Pattabhirama

“You are  the sky, You are  the wisdom ,

Who has left the heaven  and came down to earth,

You are  the  silence  which  is normally  maintained by the wise,

You are the Vedas   they chant  , when leave  the silence,

You are the God, you are the fish  , you are the turtle, you the Kural

You are one who  came as Hari and cut off the  asuras,

You are  every thing, You the God  who created everything

You are the one greater than all , you are the one,

Who will be there  after    everything “

When Kabanda  prayed  Rama like this,

Rama asked Lakshmana, “who is he  ,

He is raining  only wise words”,

Kabandha who had got rid of his curse,

Threw light  on everything

“Oh God  , Oh my lord,

The name  that I held was  Dhanu,

Kabanda is the curse  I got from a Gandharwa,

As soon as your divine hand  touched  me,

I got rid of my curse

You who are the first  and first among the first,

The flame  that  burns without  fire   and the wick,

You will do whatever you wish, this is definite,

You are  the blessing prayed to  by numerous people

But in the  earth where  lot of evil is there,

Once  holiness will not lead   to victory,

If you a  have friend with  you,

You will never  fail in anything

You are  searching  Goddess  Sita,

You are sad because   you are  not ,

Knowing place  or direction

Very near this place  is the hermitage  ,

Of the great saint Mathanga,

If you go there and meet  the female saint,

Sabari , all your problem will go away

SAbari will show   the place  where ,

Sugreeva  lies  in  Rishyamooka  mountain,

If you get  the help  of that  Sugreeva,

The goddess  of victory will   extend her right hand to you,

Like this Kabanda   told  Sri rama,

Afterwards, he saluted  the lord and went to the sky

Madhava  and son of Sumithra went towards ,

Hermitage  of the great  saint Mathaga,

They some how controlled   their mind,

Which was flying in all directions

Sabari was a great lady who was ,

Nurturing  good character as her  babies,

The truth which took the form of  lady,

And came  to  wander in forest’s of earth,

She  was  aged saint, She  was a different person,

Who was born in the clan of ladies,

She had woven books of Dharma  in to,

Cloth  in the  weaving machine  and used to wear them

By keeping on chanting   the name of achyutha,

She   was  the one who made  it wet by  the saliva of her  mouth

From the time of her  maturity  to this   ripe old age,

She was the fully ripened fruit  , who used  to live,

In the hut of sage Mathanga and served him

The  very elderly  hag

In spite of aging a lot, she was the one   who delayed  her death,

So that  she can see  the son of Dasaratha ,She was hiding the secret,

That Rama was the God who has been  uprooted to earth leaving  Vaikunta

Seeing the king and his younger brother coming  towards  her  mud hut,

The mind of sabari  became  very happy, That joy  was too too  much,

For some time she froze in to a painting and later  took them to her hut

To the lord and his dear brother Sabari gave  ,

Fruits to eat and was hospitable, She told them

About   the residing place  of   Sugreeva

When Rama got  up, she fell on ground and saluted him and told

“Oh man of incarnation, I am one  who knows  about you,

I also know that you the root of everything,

You are  sea of dharma who sleeps on the deep sea,

You are the great Veda  who is embraced  by Goddess  Lakshmi

You are  the Lord Vishnu  found out   by sage Shukra,

You are the invaluable  one who came  as Narasimha,

And tore  off the livers  of Hiranya

You are  the truth that  helps to get Pursharatha,

You are  the Narayana which is daily read  by philosophers

I was waiting  all these days only to see you,

I never used  to lock the door of my eyes,

So that  I can see  you,

With today  my  Karma  is over, My this birth  is over

After telling like this, the simple  Sabari,

Due to the power of her Yogas, threw away her body,

And   went  to the heaven, She  became blessed

After walking , walking  for a very very long distance,

In the way  showed by  mother sabari,

Rama   and his brother reached ,

In the middle of Rishya mooka mountain

It was  mid noon and because  of that,

They shed pots and pots  of sweat

After  takig rest for some time  , they took bath,

In pampa river,.Seeing them  , who left  ocean of milk,

And were taking bath in Pampa river, the devas sang their praise

Evening came and that  gave work for  the imaginative skill ,

Of the God  of the  colour of sea

In the shores of Pampa Rama saw  Sita, wherever he looked,

She entered  in to his mind and troubled him

Thinking of the field of beauty  on the land  of paddy,

The  field of love wailed, He who married  the pretty face,

Born in the edge  of the plough, was worried and sad,

Like the climber  losing its support

The  sky became bright, they heard the song,

That were sung   by the birds.

When Rama and Lakshmana   were climbing  ,

The Rishya  mooka mountains,

From The peak  Sugreeva   stared   at them,

The being  who did not happiness out of his brother

Greatly scared  that Vali’s  people  are coming,

He hid himself in to a cave and then he  sent word  ,

To Hanuman   who had great affection to him,

“Go and find out , who they are” he said