Avathara purushan by Vali (part 5)
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
Sundara kandam
Viswa roopam
(cont..)
Hanuman said “Ram, Ram, Hail Ram”
He said “Hari, hari, Om hari”
Once a upon a time
vamana came , grew up
and measured the sky,
And now another monkey came and hit the sky by his head,
It powdered its
top, Seeing the form of Anjaneya ,
Which stood from earth to the sky, the heaven wondered and earth feared
Mahendra mountain was there and above it was another mountain,
One was created over time and another was made by wind
The mountain at the top
, to get the power to fly,
Pushed the mountain below, by his feet
downewards
The stomach of mountain pressed got torn and the
souls inside it,
Completely came
out
When the elephants
were running madly, they slipped ,
And reached the
depth of the deep ocean
The tigers greatly
scared and unable to open their
mouth became owls
The lions stopped
roaring as usual and shouted like
the jackals,
And without losing their hairs the musk deers due to fear died,
The serpents removed their skin and covered the eggs that
they laid
The variety of snakes which are normally eaten by tigers, becoming greatly
scared,
All the trees
which were uprooted slanted along
with their fruits
The birds which lost their nests, unable to decide where
to go rushed to the sky
The maruthi who was on the top of the Mahendra
mountain,
Took breath inside and screamed like fire,
He got up on the
sky, to end the fate,
As called by the
fate of Ravana
In speed , the son
was higher than father,
He went on and on swallowing the horizon
He swam in the sky and
his shadow swam in the sea,
All beings in
water touched his shadow and lost their sins
The waves saw to the top to salute him and rose making
sound
Then they bent their
head , saluted him and fell in the water
The wet clouds loved him and got attached to his body
like coloured wings
The warm
yellow rays of the evening sun appeared as if
They caught high and told him “We will also come”
He who was like a luster
of the sea, when he crossed the
ocean half way,
The mountain called Mainaka clearly
stood before him,
That mountain stopped
this very great one
That valorous one
pushed that mountain which stopped him
by his toe,
That bold was who
was born to Anjana Devi,
That mountain fell upside down in the sea,
And after
falling it took a human form
That man saluted Maruthi and introduced himself
“Sir , I am one
called Mainaka, who had golden peaks
Indra once cut off the
wings of n mountains by his
Vajrayudhsa,
He did that cruel deed and became happy,
Seeing that I became greatly scared,
I opened my
eyes widely and begged
The wind god saw my sorrow, He made me reach this sea
And told there is
no problem now
You are the plant which
has grown in the field of wind god
For thanking you,
you please take rest on my hills,
Accept the feast
that I give you.”
To the son of mountain, the first son of Dharma answered
“ AS te servant of the one who has colour of the sea ,
I have started
crossing the sea,
Where is the need of shade of garden for me?
Why food? I have eaten the words you told like feast.”
After
appreciating the affection of Mainaka,,
Like a hissing great
snake , he continued his great journey
And crossed major
distance
The devas wanted
to measure , the valour
of the great magician who crossed the sea,
They made a deva mother called Surasa in to a mother of sin
She took an asura
form and stopped Hanuman,
And asked him as
food for her great hunger,
She put a wager,
“If possible proceed alive”
The son of Anjana
did not get scared of that
He went on increasing
the size of his own form ,
And told her , “Open your mouth and swallow me”
She increased the
size of her mouth compensating to his size
Maruthi suddenly became very small, entered her mouth and
Within quarter of a
second came out and shined like a valorous hero
Surasa showed him
his real form, and greeted him,
She saluted his feet and bent her head
Similarly a there
was an asura lady called Angara
thara,
Who lived deep in the ocean and used to pull
,
All those who
travel on the sky by catching their shadow,
And eating them
She had got boon
for that and she had grown by eating meat
Angara thara
belonging to the asura clan , pulled,
Shadow of hanuman and stopped him and scared him,
That she is going to eat him.
The son of wind god realized the lessening of his speed
and he entered her mouth
And within a second tore of her livers using his claw
Angara thara died
and went to heaven and lost her asura
birth
Seeing of very many
blockages in his journey,
Went of by chanting
the name of Rama which removed
problems,
He reached the beaches
of Lanka
He sat on a stone
and shed lots and lots of sweat
2.The city of Lanka
The city of Lanka
It had all the grammar of divinity
It was a town where
the voice of sages was not heard
But in spite of that
it was never upset by the
tears of others
And due to availability
of all materials,
It was town which did not know the meaning of the word poverty
It was a city which never
saluted any one except the king of Lanka
Here more than
trees , sins grew up
Here instead of sins dying , Dharma
died
In spite of that ,
if Indra’s town stood against town of
Lanka,
Nature will make
fun of it, because,
It knew which
is more
pretty.
It was town which was built properly , by precious metals
This was the town incomparable to any town in the fourteen worlds
Even the verses of
the first poet could not describe it properly
In the royal avenues
of the city of Lanka
All buildings were
built by the architect Maya
The hands of earth which shook the hands
of the sky
For the palaces of
the asuras, were the bones of the devas,
Who shouted
opposing the asuras
All the walls of this town were built with pure silver,
And the paint
applied on them were the fluids of gold
The beams were
studded by gems and all over the beams
were paintings
The pillars were
made using five metals and over
that pushparaga was studded
All the floors were made of marble and special rooms had corals on the floor
The doors were
made of Manikhya, the shutters
made of emerald,
And the locks were
made of topaz and handles by pure diamond
The nine gems in modern ways were studded on the balconys
On the top floor
of the tall buildings built by Viswakarma,
Praised by the
entire world, the moon light never did fall on it
The fingers of the
full moon has never touched them
For sitting I on those terraces if we bend and see we will see
the cool moon,
And that far below them
In all houses here Karpaga
tree grew up and in every cowshed,
Kamadhenus
were born
Wherever hands dug
there was akasa ganga and
wherever,
Eyes saw there
were Parijatha flowers
The white elephant Indra
shows tricks and plays to the children
The swan of Brahma
would remove all the water and only feed pure milk to them
The deva clan which had moles of valour, were doing lowly jobs for them,
And was walking
behind them,
The crowd of deva
maidens were working like maids to the sinful
ladies there
Those devas who were
commander in chiefs of the
upper lands,
After loosing
their strength , were folding
Thamboola to the asuras
The deva ladies
with the colour of red hibiscus,
Were combing the
harsh hair of asura ladies and removing the knots
They apply ghee and massaged their legs
and arms
When at night wearing
the night dress when the asura maides,
Threw away their
undergarments, in the day time
with a pain ful mind,
The deva maidens steamed and washed them
When the bodies
which never had sweated saw for
first time what is sweat.
And they saw many sorrows which
they have never seen,
Did the
dharma which was
never defeated, lose ?
Thinking like this
about the ancient dharma , “ they were getting bored
To all l this
greatness of Lanka, and the
joy of all asuras ,
Were due to the thapas (penance) done by Ravana and
The shiva who gave boons according to his thapas
Boon after boons,
Ravana got and because of that,
He got to know the roof of sins and he
Spoiled the eyes
of Dhrma
The sea of wisdom
which came via the sea of sky,
Crossing the coloured
ocean and has reached to Lanka,
The very bad sin with ten faces
was staying
Seeing the
greatness and beauty of the city
of Lanka
“Ha ha, in the middle
of the salt sea, this sea of sin
”
Saying like this
he was drowned in the sea of
astonishment
And later he fell
in to the sea of worry thinking about,
Where the sea of
virtue would be in between this sea of
sin,
The evening sun fell on the sea of the west, after finshing his job
And when the birds returned to their nests
The night came, the cool clouds keeping the baby
of moon light,
On their hips came and
gave kiss to the baby , crowding it
None of them gave milk
to the baby but baby gave them milk
Yes when that baby moon light gave milk the mother earth drank it,
Thinking about this contradiction , the mother herself laughed
Slowly getting down from the coral mountain, the
mountain of devotion
Entered the city of Lanka which was like a crystal mountain
He got worried that
he would be seen by some Rakshasas
Immediately he
reduced his pride and got humility,
And reduced the size of his form but
increased his inner strength
At the gate of city of lanka surrounded
by huge walls
Sins who had developed legs holding sword and spear,
Were guarding it
And the blessing
which has developed tail,
Tried to enter by
another path , by climbing upon walls
“Who is it”
shouted one female,
By placing her trident
before Maruthi,
She had four
heads, eight hands,
All eight hands
holding eight type of weapons
If she opens one mouth
, she will spit fire,
She resembled in
her fearful look , the god of death
She is lankini, the great goddess of Lanka,
She will be the guard
of the boundary of the town
With out her permission, neither,
Light nor
sound or arrows cannot enter the town
Seeing her, Anjaneya stood
fearlessly,
“This is a town
surrounded by water,
I came to
see it” said he
The guard who was goddess
,got angry
It opened her
mouth and let out smoke
“For a monkey to
wander round,
Is it a tower or a home
garden,
This is Lanka full of dancing stage,
It will not permit
an animal like you
No humans has tried to enter it ,
How can a monkey do it?
Even God shiva
would be scared to enter here
And lord Vishnu will not even try to see this town,
If I admit you ,
the time would get spoiled,
And my name would
be spoiled”
Saying this that
lanka goddess sent a trident at
him
That was caught by
jumping by the monkey,
And he broke the
trident and thinking,
Killing a lady is
a great sin,
He hit g her on her chest so that she fell on earth
With his forehand.
She fel down unable
to breath, she struggled
Through her nose
and toungue,
Like a spring she spit out blood
After some
time when she got conscience
She told “You are
not an animal , I understood
slowly
Then she saluted
the son of wind god and told her history
“By the order of Brahma I took up the job of guarding this city,
It is my good time that
I was defeated by you
For on that
day Lord Brahma told me
“on the day when you a get big slap from a monkey,
Then you can come
to the land of Brahma,
And then the city of lanka, called as Maya’s world
Will start falling
on the mud”
And that has come true today,
Let, due to you ,
Dharma start living here,
And let it get a new life”
The Lanka devi got freedom from, Lanka
And went to the Land of Brahma
In the city where even wind cannot enter,
The son of wind entered
And he was welcomed
by god called fate and he became happy.
3.Asoka vana
(asoka forest)
It was early night, it was a full moon time
The elder
people of Sri Lanka were
still awake
Expecting the orders
of the Asuras,
Sleep was sleeping
in one corner
Like hot water
entering the root ,the good one entered the city
The magician who came
as the son of wind
“will not the form of Sita fall on the small
screen of my eye”
Wishing like this he went like a cat by the
side of the road
He who was born as monkey, became a cat , which had to
search the mother
He crawled all
over the city, he went examining each place,
The city of Lanka
was dancing wearing the anklet of
happiness at night,
Like the march of thousands of moon,
The big lanterns
and lamps threw out flood of light
And in them the
streets and homes get drowned
The moon in the sky
showering nectar was not bothered
by any one
They were opening in their lips in the light
of the town,
Even rain clouds forgetting the old moon,
Was flying around
this new moon which is grown up on the
earth
In the gardens
there was love quarrels as well as mingling,
In the dance stages, dances and songs
AS per the order ,
the beauties resembling fire,
Were acting in the dramas,
The gandharwa
ladies keeping flowers in
their eyes
Were filling up
the drinking goblets,
The asura lords were
drinking them
The Vidhyadhara
ladies who had learned ,
To show magical feats, were spreading bed for asura ladies,
And they were
showering rain of flowers on them
With maids of
Serpent country singing raga Mega,
It was being heard by asura ladies who
shake their heads in approval
The people of the sky who were great people,
Were behaving like
slaves to the inferior asura people
Thinking that it is due to
their bad kingship they were shedding tears
Yes , in the
rule of asuras,
To the no moon days
it was full moon day
To the gutters , the flower shops were applying perfumes
The dirty rivers
were given bath by the
ganges rivers
To the trash , the
towers were applying cool sandal
For the fire wood to laugh, the veenas were
crying
The locusts
were being saluted as forest gods
, by silk like birds
Seeing these
wonders Hanuman became,
Like a
printed picture
He suffered because
Sita was not there
in the crowd of females
Then he went to another side and Maruthi entered another mansion,
And in its central
hall , he walked slowly,
There only
Kumbhakarna was lying seeing the sky
Kumbhakarna, the mountain like one with colour of pitch
darkness
He asked for “Forever life “ and did daily thapas ,
Addressed to lord brahma and day by day,
He made that thapas
extremely severe
Goddess saraswathi
thought that it is not proper,
For him to ask
“forever life and she commanded,
His toungue to ask for
“forever sleep”
Like that the
great grand mother herself,
Deceiving her
great grand son
,Before he pronounced the word ,
She changed a letter
From that his
upper eye lid and lower eye lids,
Were together for several months and made
love,
Very rarely once in a while once or twice they parted
When he is sleeping in his breathing in and out , all the thre words,
Would come up to his nose and come out,
Small beings would go in to his nose , never to return
If we describe it breiefly, it looked as if a cyclone,
Was sleeping on the bed extending its legs,
The legs of that
cyclone would be massaged,
By the sari
clad sweet breezes, one by one , keeping a turn
The messenger of
the lord suspected for a second ,
That he may be Ravana and when he noticed that,
He did not have ten heads and twenty hands, he become clear
Then he thought, Whoever he may be , one day ,
By mercy of Raghava
he will die” like this the son of wind god,
Spoke to himself and went to some other place,
There he saw
Vibheeshana, Vibheeshana who was
Sleeping under a
pandal of Pavizha malli flowere
And as soon as he saw
the divinity in his face
“whoever he is, he is one who is straight without
making an error,
He is the root to
the crop of honesty, this is told by his face itself,
My mind also is telling it” thinking like this he moved away from there
Later he reached the home
of Indrajit who is an expert in
magic
He saw the valour
which never sleeps ,sleep on the cot in the
room
He without any mistake
estimated that “He is a hero
whose fame never reduces”
Later Anjaneya
searched in stables of elephants , stables
of cows, stables of horses,
And the place where
chariots are parked
Searching, The red godess
called sita, the form of
mother who is kind to everybody,
His body got tired., the mind was shattered and he
entered a palace
There he saw she who speaks sweetly, the consort of Ravana
and
The great lady called Mandodhari,
He stood wondering whether she was the world famous Vaidehi
He searched for an answer for that within himself.He kept,
Wife of
Ravana in one pan of balance
and weighed her
This lady is
similar to mother Sita but in one
aspect she does not match
Would the Maithili parted
from the king sleep , like this
on a bed of swan feathers
Would she have decided that a good fortune has occurred to her
This lady is not
our mother,. Thinking like this is
boundary of ignorance
Thinking like this
Hanuman went away from there
He consoled his
heart
After that emissary
of Rama walked a very long
distance,
He crossed the palaces
and motes which came on his way
easily
There only he saw the palace that attracted lord Brahma
Immediately
without others knowing he entered a very huge room
It was the sleeping room of him who took
Kailasa on his hands,
There he, who
wore pearl garlands
carried in his crowns,
With ten heads was lying down
Twenty eye doors
, with forty eyelid doors, which were
not closing,
Prevented by mental
tensions,
With the faint of
alcohol in all the heads,
But that sinner’s mind
only had faint caused by Sita
Hanuman immediately
understood that he was Ravana
And next moment
his look burnt like fire
He thought of
killing that king of Lanka immediately
Then thinking that
it was not the duty assigned to him,
He got busy in searching the goddess
He searched and
searched but unable to see the goddess , his face faded
When it got faded , on his way he saw
a forest,
He wanted to go in
and that was the sorrow forest of Sita,
The Asoka vana
where she was imprisoned
4.Trijata
Passion robbed and
brought the virtue
Below an asoka
tree like an orphan
Wearing a single cloth and sitting,
It was
recollecting the past,
Her bird of the mind flew and reached Mithila
On the earth the blue cloud is walking holding a bow.
The cool moon is
bending and seeing
Making the look of love as the rings,
When their minds
exchanged
On the street it self a gandharwa marriage
had taken place
And this was not known to outside
The blue cloud breaks the bow of God with blue neck within a second
And that yellow
moon holds the hand of blue
cloud in the marriage hall
Marriage within
knowledge of every one, celebration with
knowledge of the world
Though it has come from sky to earth, the divinity had not left
Ayodhya was taking
the Mithila whom it has
garlanded, along with it
Then when fate ordered
Mithila following the steps of Ayodya reached the forest
Along with the blue cloud, the fore cloud,
Came with
protection of the yellow moon
And walked in the
long forest,
The forest life of
all the three was a joint life
of unity
And ten years went
on without them separating
This great sweet
relation was neither split by the sky,
Nor the forest
through which they walked,
Only after they
came to panchavai
The relation got separated by the sky or forest,
Was separated by a
deer,
Dharma gets defeated
and sin started laughing
Travelling up to
Panchavati, the mind bird
With tears in its eyes
Returned to asoka forest and surrendered there
It was not able
to fly any further and laid down
without any power
With not even drop of sleep, Sita was sitting below the tree
The poor one was wishing that”One day the lord
will take his bow,
And will give her
freedom
Poor one, the
baby that was born to Mithila
She was an orphan
that day, churned by her worries
She saluted the
able I one, the one who is forever pretty,
With her eyes filled
up with tears, Thinking about,
How she stepped on the stone and together they saw
the arundathi star,
She sobbed and
sobbed
When his father told him lift this crown
Or when mother told “Go away from the city”
The lord stood like a hill which suffered,
The sun or rain equally , that day
That was
thought by his wife today
When she thought about
her husbansd
The tree which
accepted the daughter of the plough as his wife
She saluted that thought
and bathed in her own tears,
Then she
thought about her great brother in law
That brother in
law who came as help to Rama,
The totality of
all affection in the world,
The great one who came
following their foot steps,
The pure one who
bid not have any treachery,
The one who had straight
forward heart,
Whom she bombarded
till her own mouth pained,
And rained
hundreds of scolds on him
Thinking about
that Vaidehi became extremely sad
She understood it
as tit for tat
Would the lord think about how she scolded,
His brother in a
very base way?
Because of that
will the lord never save her,
From this hell and go back to his place?
Thinking about
these things she was greatly shattered,
The daughter of Janaka, The wife of Janaki Rama
When she was
wilting getting drowned
in her sea of thought ,
One of her eyes
where she applies Kajal, the left
eye ,
beat, together her
left eye borrow also beat
So she woke up
Trijata who was sleeping by her side softly
The blessed one
who was understanding, the earlier fate ,
Which had come to
make the silly fellow fall
Trijata, the dear one
among those asura ladies
appointed ,
To guard , the
goddess
In the city where
the perfume of blood gets wafted,
She was the
only one with smell of honey,
The daughter of
Vibheeshaba, the copy of his wisdom
Sita talked softly
with Trijata, feeling
that asura ladies may wake up
She was hesitant
to talk loud
“sweet one, this forest , is not the forest of flowers to me,
But forest of
death, In the slush of this pond of ash,
You are
sitting like a dove, in the row
of these poisonous trees,
You only has grown
like the temple tree
Dear friend, my left
eye is beating
To the girls who open and close eyes often,
If the left eye beats, the bad fortune will go away,
Says the world
This is a good omen, my sorrow now will go away,
Would people say this as the meaning of this
Earlier in the
streets of Mithila when the king came behind
the sage,
It beat like
this-my left eye. Immediately his side
eye fell on me, later ,
When the sinner of
lanka saw me , my right eye beat, that
was the end of my spring
Again my left eye
is beating, what does it indicate?
The Goddess Lakshmy
asked and Trijata replied
“Oh Vaidehi, spring
is going to arrive in search of
you,
Your left eye is
beating to show you that.
See there , one golden bee is flying near your ears
making whistling sound,
If it does like that, One emissary will come, say the sasthras
It is definite that
your king will release you from here,
To the bad of all good people, an end will come
Darling , I saw a
dream, and I stood confused after that,
My father’s elder brother, the king of Lanka’s all ten necks,
Are getting
drowned in oil and oil was flowing on the nails of his twenty hands,
Wearing a red dress, on the eagle, with spread out hair,
On a chariot drawn by ghosts and donkeys,
With foxes and dogs barking, in a fearsome way
With all the eight directions shiver, he was leaving
Lanka and is travelling towards south
He was asking
every one to accompany him
Every One goes
with him, what happens next?
Before I got the
answer, you woke me up and ended my
dream
This type of dream is not
good, what else shall I say,
This is a bad omen, because of it bad things will happen to Lanka
When daughter of
Vibheeshana described her dream,
Sita requested her “Trijata you go to sleep and tell me end of the
dream”
She again wanted
Trijata to sleep
Anjaneya who entered the
garden at that time,
Climbed and
sat on the top of a big tree
Next second he identified
mother Janaki
Becoming happy that
, his efforts were fruitful,
He jumped like a
round ball
He ordered his mind body”continue to jump like this”
He struggled not
knowing what to do?
At the end
clasping his hands over the said he said “Oh Rama”
From next moment
he stopped playing and became peaceful
He saw Ravana coming
in to Asoka Vana
5..Came the big
king
In the mid of the night
the lotus who had married Rama praised by the Vedas
With dirty cloths and tears dropping from eyes
With no one to
console her, no one to praise her,
Among those
people who scolded her
Was sitting
thinking, this is my fate,
And observing penance
thinking “When will the lord come?”
Hanuman
thinking this , was greatly worried
At that time when he saw the ten heads of king of Lanka nearby,
He hid himself
among the branches and
among the leaves, -he who had
stainless mind
With fire of death
surrounding holding the spear,
And in the centre
the fire of yaga sitting dumb thinking of her fate
The heat of the moon, the heat of the mid night,
The heat of taste
of liquor, the heat of his hunger
With all
these pervading from head to feet,
Like the tiger searching
for his victim at night,
Looking at the
mother Ravana came
Fearing what will
happen , the scared Maruthi,
Sitting on the
tree, thought of the lord of beauty in his mind
He went on chanting
the name of Rama
The menka who holds the sword in her eyes , carried.
The king’s sword and came with him, For drying ,
The sweat which
sprang all over
Ravana’s body,
OOrvasi was
fanning him with white Chowrie
The flower of heaven
Thilothama, Was spreading,
the honey flower
of Parijatha on the foot path by which
king was coming
Ramba who has
surpassed all the creation of Brahma,
Carried a plate on his hips, was massaging
Ravana’s feet
The vidhyadhra
girls who were lights of the
sky,
Holding the mud
lamps were standing on both sides
Knowing the strict behavior of the king of kings,
People who were servants
came in very large numbers
Like the mid noon
sun light, wearing the upper
cloths,
The king of
asuras who came at
midnight had all his body ,
Covered with shining ornaments and his entire mind,
Was full of
wounds created by desires
When the crowd
which accompanied him stood
aside,
Only the king of Lanka
went near Vaidehi,
He was polishing his
right side moustaches with his fifty fingers ,
Of his right hand
slowly and he started talking
“ Oh Vaidehi, I am saluted by the sky, saluted by the earth
The thousand eyes of Indra salute me, Narada’s pretty song salutes me,
It is a mystery
why a lady is not saluting me?
Because I liked you, I caught and brought you here
Are you not
liking me because I caught and brought you,
Are not realizing my
adamant nature, even after being caught,
Oh Sita, the reason for your imprisonment is not only me.
Not only the magical deer which I had sent, you are also a cause,
The fire of desire that
you lit in my mind also.
Being born as a parrot is the mistake of the parrot,
Should you only
say , it is due to its cage?
No body keeps the
owls in side the cage,
The bees do not
go near banana flowers
Oh five coloured
bird, I caught in Panchavatri,,
You are being without
mercy and I am sleepless
Not willing to
give you up, I am dying in installments
Before you I stand
bending all my heads and beg “Please give”
My ten crowns studded
with green gems are pots of a begger,
In that your blue moon like eyes have to keep
on putting , love food
as alms
Where are sastras for desires , indicating,
his wife and other’s wife
Why great
anger for that?
If I do not touch you
, my heads will pain,
The heat of my passion is like that,
But I have curse
that if I touch you, my
heads will burst.
Darling,
The law , “one for only one” is the law
of Manu which does not suit us
Oh painting ,
please permit me to touch you.
From now on you
are my boss and we are couples,
My hundred fingers which massage the spear will massage
your feet
My ten toungues
chanting SAma Veda , will chant
only your names
For the world I will
be the king, but our mind will know that
I am your servant
If your pointer
finger moves, that will be the
order of the king,
If you sneeze ,
the Asura army would become ready
For your kajal eyes to sleep , I will play
the Veena,
In the songs meant for ears , I will
pour honey
When you move in
the lotus pond to lessen the heat,
Even the breeze
will move your boat,
Putting signature
all the three worlds would
pay tribute to you
Say bye to
the dreams about
your husband,
And give answer to
the questions asked by this king
Oh queen among women, your husband
has lost his country,
He has no
place even to stand, He has
lost his power to move
He has even lost
his ability to walk together
Why are crying
thinking of him?Why are
saluting to the Direction where
he is
That man marrying you
itself is a great mistake,
Should a broken
wall tie Mangalya to a tower
Without being born in a womb ,you rose up from the fields of Mithila,
You have born
without joining of two
souls
Can a man touch
you, can he put a garland on you,
Should your holiness
be lost, Should evil dust touch you?
Should you not have chosen me , who is keeping heaven and earth on his finger tips?
Should we write your
marriage contact which
has been spoiled?
Why are you dreaming
that your husband will come
and will save you
How does
dust have strength to fight
with wind.
When can wood fly and climb the top of peak of Himalayas
When can clams crawl and reach town of Lanka
My passion is one sided,Only if you make
it two sided, you will get your
freedom
Maithili , I
will kneel down before you
and beg you,
I am scared
that you will refuse me
You give me yourself, otherwise take away my soul”
Saying this the king of Lanka fell on the red flower like
feet of Sita
Then after saluting her
with folded hands , he got up.
Mother Janaki who
was guarding her peace till then,
Slowly raised her
bent head,
She stuck Ravana
with the weapon called words
6.She gave life
“Oh sea of error
who has abducted the sea of
virtue,
And has hidden
her in between four salt oceans,
The time for
getting filled up is not very far off,
Have you heard
about the bow called Kodanda”
All its powerful
arrows which come crossing the moat,
Will slice away you strong body , which
is like the tall compound walls
Those arrow , bows, would end your fate one day, by
eating away your soul
Till then
only your soul will remain
My God does not
know where I am,
And if he knows ,
no one will know where you are
You think cheaply
, my husband as a human being
You are making fun
as to how two eyes
can win over twenty eyes
Due to the boons given by eight eyed one
and three eyed one,
You have become twenty eyed one who sends silly boasts
But you forget
that it is my two eyed lord
who broke the bow of three eyed one
If my lord’s two
eyes fall on the
asuras who do cruel acts,
Their thapas
as well as boons they got will burn away,
Their pride and personality would
become ashes
Each of your eyes is the spring head of sin,
People of earth
many of them shed tears by you
Oh blind one who
never has any light of Dharma,
Oh robber who robbed
the wife of another
The great life
that you got by boons,
Would be taken by
arrows by my lord
For that purpose he
will hold the sword in his right hand,
Oh silly fellow , do you think , my lord would get scared of you
After killing you
he will become as great as the sky
The son of the
emperor will take his bow and take of your head,
After that
who in asura clan will become great
You are an ignorant one who has brought fire , thinking
it is moon
And that is why
the great Rama would play like
hand ball by rolling you
The flower
arrow of manmatha is more fierce
than fire arrows,
The first one would take
away mind piece by piece and the
second would burn the body
How can you who were
not able to win god of love, win over my king?
Can a hard sweet be bitten by a man without teeth?
By sending the
magical deer , you took away
my loving deer
And the pure dear who is to follow him like shadow,
And entered like a great
devotee in to my hut,
Talked sweet
words like a wise man,, deceived the strong man,
And took me in
your prison, oh silly brained one,
Are you the
male who came in the family
of Lord Brahma,
You are eunuch
You hated the humans
by calling them grass,
It is the holy
group from where I came,
You are falling at
my feet , saying “I surrender”,
You are crying and
begging to give you alms of life
When the passion entered your brain, did your pride come
down to earth?
Did your wisdom
rotate fast making you not
see anything?
The human beings are
grass to you and that is why you
will die, oh fool
The man of Lanka
wooed some un known’s wife,
For the sake of
that he fought, Getting defeated in
fight he died
Like this the march of time will describe you,
The wind and
crop will laugh at you clapping
their hands
Are there nobody
who tells you that this is proper and this improper,
Would telling you
truth is trouble some,
Do the ministers
of your royal hall have honest mind or
goat like mind
If those who are
with you agree to the desire of your mind,
If they are
indebted to you , for their
high positions
You yourself
cannot save yourself,
Your sky never
will become a morn?”
Ravana heard the counsel of Sita by his
left ear and let them out by his right.
He again
touched Vaidehi by his words
“Why does this wet moon is spitting
on me and even that ,
Is sweet smelling
like pure camphor
to me
“Oh darling ,
whatever you tell , I will not be angry
On the day I saw
you , I took away my shirt of pride and threw it away
Oh darling ,
Where is respectability to passion ?
For the
anemia of desire where
is masculinity
Due to you I am observing
penance of starvation,
Will your
advices make any
mark in my mind?
Whatever may be
your advice ,
Accept this body
at the bottom of your feet
If you are amenable to me
, I will eat you, If not I will kill you
Either satiate the
hunger of my body or satiate hunger of
my liver?
Your meat is my
meal,
What are you going
to become? What are you going to accept?
Are you going to
become my relation or my food?
Are you choosing my
flower bed or my kitchen?”
Looking at Sita
Ravana roared like a lion
and then,
He passed an
order to the asura ladies
“It is your job, to
get agreement from her and giving
her to me.
If you commit any
mistake in this , the bird of your soul
will not live in you”
Then Ravana
returned to his home.
Using this opurtunity Hanuman wanted to talk to the mother
He chanted a
Manthra which made all asura ladies to faint.
The lady flower who never
closes her flower like eye fell
in worries
She got drowned
in to an idea
The lord may come
to free me, after freeing he
may suspect me ,
Even ater I get
released from prison, will my stain go
away?
Would the king accept his wife , who was with some one else?
Even if the mind
of king changes, would the common people accept it?
Would
relatives accept it?
Would they believe
that I am pure milk?
Or would they think
I am curdled milk?
The great virtue
that I had been maintaining,
Would the elders accept it as one
without any crime?
If that is not possible , why should I stay as a
slave here?
What is the need
for keeping this life of mine?
The only honest
way , is to take away my soul?”
IN the mind of Sita
who was wearing A sari,
The idea of suicide
came , and when she held,
A hanging climber
and tied it around her neck,
And when she put a knot and decided to die
Hanuman jumped
before her and chanted,
The name of Rama
which grants comfort
Vaidehi moved away
thinking that she was the great Asura,
Who has come in the
form of a monkey, but
Her mind melted because
, he came in proper time and saved her
Hanuman explained
everything from,
Beginning to end to mother,
And he removed the dirt called
Suspicion from her mind
By his words he
described the black body of Rama,
By it drew a
sketch of him and showed it to Sita and
then he told her,
All that was said
by Rama to him and built her confidence
Maithili became happy and became soft
Later Anjaneya took the signet ring of Rama ,
Where the
name of Rama was inscribed
And that he gave
it to the darling of Rama
Due to great joy, the goddess became dumb
And she ate
the ring with her wet eyes
7.Choodamani
Seeing the signet
ring of the lord who holds the bow and arrow
With her eyes like
lotus melting , her joy grew like
a ocean,
Maithili kissed that ring and with hair standing erect all over her body
She called
Rama inside her
heart silently
On that he saw
the signet ring with her husband,
And today she saw
her husband in the signet ring
Few seconds back
Sita wanted to give up her life,
And from this second , nothing else was for her more sweeter than her husband
The son wind God
did sow the desire to live in
Vaidehi’s heart,
She buried deep the disbelief which
powdered her belief,
Then she wished to
die when the knot of climber pressed her neck,
And she now
wished that the mangalya should be there in her neck
Sita had joy which
was bigger than her heart and to tell about that,
There was
great shyness in her mind
The words came up to her lips and went back and sat on her inner toungue
With flow of emotion in her mind pushing her, slowly they
came out
“Oh son of wind God, Oh
monkey hero, you came and gave me
life,
Oh my mother ,
you only are my mother
Due to earth I took one birth and due to you I took rebirth
I will tell you
one thing , Oh pure one , hear,
At the time of deluge when everything else dies,
But even after the
deluge , your soul will remain,
If the mangalya in my neck has any
virtue,
Word by word , my
words would become true”
Maithili
praised Maruthi with all her
heart,
He knelt down on the earth and bent his head
Like a child with innocence , she asked
him,
“with this small
form, how did you cross the ocean?”
The most
praiseworthy lady, the daughter of earth
With humility , he
explained to his mother, the son of Anjana,
The friend of
good friends
“oh mother, if we
chant our lords name , it is easy even
to cross the ocean of birth,
How can crossing this black sea be
difficult,
I chanted the name
of the great Rama, and spoke about his greatness,
My body became huge, the
ocean became small, saying this,
He assumed his
mega form and Stood before Goddess Sita
Seeing his Mega form the mother was surprised
and also scared and later
Hanuman shortened
the huge , very tall form, and
approached her,
To accept one of
his requests
“oh mother it
s not proper for you to stay here further,
Should musk be in
the middle of the meat?
You accept the
strong shoulders of your son as a vehicle,
Please sit on that
and bless me, that I should
take you back to your lord”
In the affection of Hanuman, the mother melted and
she drew,
Rangoli on her
cheeks with her tears , but she told
him ,
That it was not possible
for her to accept his request
“Oh Hanuman, Who is one who is mixture of affection and
humility,
I know that you
have the power and strength to take me
back to my lord,
It is not good for
you
Without any shame
in his mind, a bad asura , cheated me and brought me here,
Should a person of wisdom like you do such a dirty thing,
Without others knowing can you take me
to another place?
That is mistake to my lord, it is a dirt to his valour,
This Ravana as far
as I am concerned, is a gutter who
did this abominable act
The traior who robbed the moon without the knowledge
of the sun,
He is the one
who I should burn with one word.
If I think this lanka
would become a food for my word,
And if I do , it is an insult to the bow of my lord
That is why , I am
observing silence and am waiting for my
king
If the body which gives birth is touched by another male,
My Dharma
would be shattered.
Oh son of wind god
you go back fast but tell to my lord,
One important thing
For one more month , I will keep myself alive and if my
lord ,
Does not come before
that , I will go to heaven
Take this and give it to never- fading lamp of clan of sun,
Who is now drowned
in the ocean of worry, This will,
Explain my state
to him” saying that the
goddess who is praised by
heavens,
Untied the tie in
her upper cloth and took the hair brooch
that she was not wearing
And she gave
that to the very wise gem of luster , Hanuman.
That which was given by the daughter of earth with grace,
Was received by
the son of an element with humility and
he started,
From Asoka vana, leaving
the mind of the goddess
When he came to the northern side of the forest, to make a note,
Of his arrival in
the note book of the king of Lanka,
The son of Anjana, took his very huge form and destroyed
that garden
He uprooted the trees, threw them on the roads,
And these
powdered the homes there, destroyed compound walls
And he uprooted the yaga stage , which was in the middle of the garden,
And threw it on one side
of the town, like a ball and
destroyed a part of it.
By the time the sun
rose , he made the golden Lanka as weeping Lanka,
And he cut off the heads of many asuras in their sleep
itself
Every step that Hanuman took was heard in the town
like sound of thunder every where
The town which woke up
shivered with scare and shouted for help
The news that the great city has become a criminal ground
reached the palace
In the town where
heavens come a salute, how can a monkey
wag his tail?
Bring that monkey.
Should Lanka get scared of a monkey
How can the town
where valour sings the
lullaby, leave it to, shame
to sing song
The king of asuras send asuras to Hanuman, Hanuman sent them to God of death
When the news came the emperor Ravana
started thinking. For the first time
He was facing a small
defeat
Who are you?
The baby born to wind, the baby who learnt lessons from sun god,
The baby who
recognized Rama as lord Vishnu, putting one leg over other
And putting the tail
on them, in the gate of the
garden was sitting on a big pillar
And was waiting
thinking “who will come?”
A great Asura
who was greatly valorous and could rain arrows was Shambu mali
Along with strength of an army and great strength of his shoulders,
Came and fought with great anger,That
bad man and those men who came with him,
Were lifted
shaken by Hanuman, who threw their dead body on the ground
Ravana could not
digest the death of Shambhu Mali, He
could not think,
Of wearing the
shame of defeat as ornament
Ravana shouted, “I will go and catch that
monkey and bring it here”
He slightly moved away from his thought
that he was a king,
Five of his commanders
prevented him and consoled him
“oh great king, the strength of holy hands is known by all directions,
It is known by the musical wires also, it is known to Nandi of
Kailasa,
How can a monkey know about it? Does it know about your greatness?”
Should the king who is saluted by heavens daily go, to bring a hunch backed monkey?
Should not people
then make fun of you?
Give us permission, Give us an order,
We will kill the monkey
and bring it here , no no , bring it here
Those commanders
also went and next second they became like Jambumali.
Heralding his victory
stood the son of Anjana .The one
who came
Next to tame
him was
Akshaya Kumara,
The son who was
suitable to his father,
The son who had never waning affection to his father.
He was second son
of Ravana, but he was second to none in
his valour
To powder that
monkey which applied again and
again slush of defeat ,
On his father’s face, just like a comet through eyes he
gave out smoke
Even in the beginning
his charioteer told him, “oh king ,
Do not make a
lower estimate thinking only a money is standing before you,
Earlier by his tail, he who folded our king
is also a monkey, do not forget that.
In spite of the warning
Akshaya Kumara tried to
kill Hanuman
Hanuman took him and rubbed on earth
and killed him without any identity
Hearing about the untimely death of her
son Akshaya kumara,
The mother
Mandodhri, beat herself on her chest
and bottom of the belly,
And in the eyes
even tears got over
The death of younger brother and the loss to his mother,
hit Indrajith ,
Like a thunder, It made
him ready to tear off that monkey,
Who made the
streets into a dirty place.
Not estimating the emissary of
Rama like his younger brother,
Indrajith
estimated that “He is the one
who works like God of death”
And tied him
using Brahmasthra
Maruthi who cannot be caught by tie
of passion,
Of the smiling faced, got tied by
the Brahma asthra,
Of Lord Brahma and
he was taken to royal hall,
Where the Rakshasa king was sitting by Indrajith,
And he told , “he
is equal to Lord Shiva”
Seeing Maruthi who
was the cause of death,
Of his son as
well as respect, the king of lanka,
Became very angry and hummed and due to ,
The great anger , since
his throat has dried, he made
angry sound
Like the canal
which does not have any outlet,
The spring of
sorrow had filled all his mind,
The fire pot of
the kruthika month was ,
Shining in
all his twenty eyes
He slightly moved away from
his misfortune and anger,
And he asked Hanuman
“Who are you? Without
fear tell me,
Are you god with
five letters,
Six letters or
eight letters
Are you the long writer who sitting on lotus writes our fate?
Or , who sent you?
Who gave you energy and
sharpened your hors?
What enmity is there
between you and me,
Are you an animal
or ghosr ? which species do you belong?
Question after
question, Ravana shot at him and,
The emissary of Rama
shot the answer
“Oh king of Asura
clan, I am not a deva,
I am not one with
twelve hands,
I am not the god
who creates,
I am not Hari of the ocean of milk,
Your thinking me in those
ways is not correct
Why guess? I will
announce it myself to you,
My name is Hanuman
and my God,
Is Lord Vishnu
who pervades on all Vedas
I am the emissary
of an archer , who,
Knows how to
identify evil ones and kill them.
He under whom , this emissary serves, who made him live,
And who is the veda who removes the pain of great fate
Cannot be identified by you unless this emissary tells you,
And once you realize him, your mind would stop doing sins.
He is the first son of king Dasaradha and he would be carrying
,
A huge bow with ancient
fame on his shoulders.
One thing, though he wanders on this earth with a body,
He is not a human being, he was the one who rose as a boar
and fish then.
He is the one who
has lost the practice of beginning
, middle and end,
He is one who is beyond the time measurements like yesterday, today and tomorrow,
His wheel and conch would do good
to all good people and others
Would know his
strength only when they experience him over time
That one who sleeps on adhi sesha is one who left out conch and wheel,
And has been adorned as divine son of emperor only with his bow sarnga
And now he is suffering due to being parted with his wife,
My lord Sugreeva is having friendship with that Dasaratha Rama,
He is black
without that colour of friendship
changing
As per his orders, searching the mother, crossing the
blue sea with waves,
I have arrived in
this island and I saw her who belongs
to the lotus flower and saw her in this island
I will tell you one thing, If you agree to
it , it will be good.
Please give back that
pretty lotus to its lord and ask
for his pardon
and keep the lotus like feet on your head,
Other wise my lord would
tie the gem like thread to his bow,
If he does this, before
he untied it, your wife’s mangalya would
go.
Do not think that
these are told by a monkey”
Hearing the
dharmic advice of Hanuman, the king of Lanka,
Boiled like the fire of north and he ordered his servants, “kill this monkey
The younger brother
Vibheeshana , interfered in between and told some sweet words
“oh king of Lanka, oh my sweet brother, he is not
spy who has come to spy you,
He has come to see
island of Lanka, He is not a cheater
but an emissary
A spy can be killed but not an emissary.it is wrong”
Ravana agreed to what his younger brother told,
“did he not want to light up my wisdom, you light up his pretty tail,
Let wisdom come to him” told he
The big asuras tied the
tail of the son of wind god and poured
oil,
When the fire started burning high , they jumped with joy
Hearing that
tail of Hanuman has been lit with
fire , the mother cried,
Next moment she saluted and requested, “Oh god of fire,
Do not burn
him with your sparks, do not make
that wise one ,
Feel your heat”
The fire became like a stream and it was a puzzle to Hanuman,
Knowing that it is the blessing of the mother, his
mind cooled
Alas , poor king of asuras, thinking it is a silly monkey,
Lit fire on its
tail and what it burnt was the island that he ruled
9.I saw Sita
With the wet fire burning
on his tail , the valorous fire
went round the island,
And the
entire city caught
fire
The horses tied in stables caught fire, the
elephants caught fire,
The cows in
the cowshed became
cooked food in the pot
The birds which
lived in the nest got burnt in
that great heat and became ash
The toungue of fire extended and licked the mansions with
towers,
After licking and eating
them, they made them in to ash
The town was
destroyed and became the peak of
destruction
In the town
where enemies could not enter,
the smoke of fire entered,
In the courtyards where
music used to be heard, the tragic cries were heard
The asuras who
used to eat meat became the food of
the god of fre
Those who came out of the womb of their mother, went into
belly of the fire
The Lanka was
burnt and Ravana became greatly angry
But the son of wind god
never became under his control,
He burnt the city
and went away to the boundary of
Kishkinda
When the son of Sun God and son of man wearing a dress
of tree hide,
Were getting worried
thinking “Those who went south has not come”
When their sorrow had
grown like trees
Hanuman came, with
a happy inside and face,
He stood before the lord but he did not salute the lord
But fell down and saluted facing the southern direction
Where the purity which has left the
lotus flower
And had come to
agricultural fields sat
And understanding
the inner meaning
Patabhirama
became greatly happy
The Veera Raghava
became the wet Raghava ant in the ,
Rain of tears of
joy shed by his eyes , his body got wet
Hanuman also slowed down in his feeling of great joy,
“I saw Sita the lady who teaches virtue to virtue itself,
Te blessing greater
than earth, the veda who sat on
earth
The line of honesty
which crossed the line,
The summary of
Upanishads, the honesty which had hands
and legs,
The blessing
dressed in the sari
The mother of the entire world, the fire without any
smoke,
The truth
believing the strength of lord , to get freedom soon,
I saw till my eyes
were satisfied, I stood with clasped hands in salute over my head
After praising the
mother with great joy ,
Hanuman took “her hair brooch”,
And gave it to to the gem who never faded
That gem which did
not fade seeing the brooch, thinking of
the gem who is not there with him
Became very sad,
Without his gem like toungue not moving, he sat silently
His forehead sweated
like gems and his mind , unfurled
His memories of the past and started reading them
The Panguni uthra
day , the blessed day, the day of
festival in the town of Mithila
The new Sari of
marriage and the new marriage Dhothi
held each other’s hands,
And were
coming round the ceremonial fire
lit by sage Vasishta.
She seeing Lord Vishnu, who has made a garland, was putting it
On the neck of Lord
with the colour of Garland and he
touches the feet,
Of her who put the garland and was putting the toe ring
to her
The Lord who bent
the bow and the lotus with bent head,
Became husband
and wife, and saw each other ,
Making flowers of joy bloom in their eyes
Moving through the long hair , made up after applying ghee,
Of his lady , through
the centre parting and on
her crescent like forehead
The choodamani
shined and in that shine that head gem forgot himself
That though came in his inner most mind and pressed Rama,
The moon without stain
When Pattabirama got released from his old thoughts,
Hanuman , the blessed ocean told him a new news
“Oh lord the moon
which is suffering in the southern Lanka,
In your memory , will
keep her soul , only for one more
month,and suppose ,
Your arrival is
later than one month , it would have died
When Hanuman told like this, the son of Sun god told,
“Oh lord ,
where is the need of delay, if we rise
up,
Lanka will bent
itself” He ordered to make his army ready.
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