Avathara purushan by Vali (part 5)

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.