Jai Sriman Narayana !!
Jai Anjaneya !!
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Thatha: Sa Kapishardhoola: Thena
Vakyena Harshitha: |
Seetham Uvacha Thatha Shruthva
Vakyam Vakya Visharadha: ||
Yuktha Roopam Thvaya Devi
Bashitham Shubhadharshane |
Sadhrusham Sthri Svabhavasya
Sadhvinam Vinayasya Cha ||
Sthrithvam Na Thu Samartham Hi
Sagaram Vyathivarthithum |
Mamadhishtaya Visthirnam
Shathayojanamayatham ||
Dhvithiyam Karanam Yach Cha
Brahvishi Vinayanvithey |
Ramath Anyasya Naharmi
Samsprusham Ithi Janaki ||
Yethath They Devi Sadhursham Pathyna: Thasya
Mahathmana: |
Ka Hi Anyathvamthrshtathey Devi
Bruyath Vachanam Idhrusham ||
Hanuman who has the proficiency
in the usage of words, was very pleased to listen to the speeches of Sita, and
began to speak “Oh! Shubhadharshane/auspicious woman, Oh! Devi you have well
described the chastity of a virtuous woman, and it is not appropriate for you
to ascend on my shoulder to cross the vast ocean of hundred yojanas. Oh! Janaki/ Oh! Vinayanvithe/humble woman,
wife of virtuous Rama, the reason for not willing to ascend on my shoulder is accurate;
I understood that you not prepared to touch anyone other than your husband Rama
and no one could speak such appropriate words like you. Oh! Devi,
I shall inform Rama all that we have communicated. Oh! Devi, all those words were spoken to you
with several reasons, desired to do good to Rama consequently my mind got
poignant due to excessive affection towards him. I am so much annoyed by the supremacy of
Lanka, difficulty to cross the mighty ocean and desired to reveal my
capabilities to you. I have uttered all
those words to you because of my utmost respect and devotion to my master Rama;
as a result I wished to carry you safely to Rama, not because of any unfair
reason. Oh! Anindhithe/ unblemished
Lady, if you are not willing to come with me, kindly provide me with a symbol
of remembrance which Rama could recognize.”
Sita began to speak with tears overflowing after listening to Hanuman, “Kindly
narrate the admirable incidents which I am going to describe as a sign of
remembrance to my beloved husband. There
was a serene place in the Mount Chithrakooda which is the dwelling place of
ascetics, packed with fruits, tubers and water. While we were residing in a
hermitage of sages, we both were striding through the mangroves and places
packed with fresh alluring flowers of various fragrances. We were wet and settled in a place, suddenly
there appeared a crow yearning for meat and it began to peck me, although I
have tried to put off its efforts but it did not move a bit, because the crow
was so hungry, while I was trying to wave off, my upper garments were
misplaced. I was very angry, but Rama
was laughed at me watching my inability to react to the crow, I sought refuge in
him. I was tired, pacified by him and
settled on his lap and slept for a while due to extreme fatigue, Bharatha was
present too. I woke up and once again
the crow vehemently appeared before me and pecked on my bosom, eventually it started
bleeding heavily and Rama got wet by the oozing of blood. Rama, destroyer of enemy, woke up from
pleasant slumber and witnessed me tormented by the crow. Rama, who has long arms, was hissed like an
angry serpent seeing me in trouble. He
enquired “who has debilitated your bosom? Who has the courage to face an angry
venomous serpent?” Immediately, he
looked around and saw a hungry crow with its sharp claws wet in blood, was
settled in front of me. It was the son of
Lord Indra, Lord of celestials, has the speed of wind resides in the woods of
Chithrakooda. The virtuous Rama, who has
long arms, was swirling in anger, decided to put an end to the crow, he plucked
a Kusha grass from the bed of grass, he infused the sacred hymns of
Brahmasthra/ a vicious weapon that could cause mass destruction on it and the
Kusha grass like a blazing shoot capable to destroy the entire Universe was
aimed at the bird. The Kusha grass
chased the crow like divine weapon in the sky; it flew aimlessly in the sky chasing
the crow which was helplessly moved across the sky for protection. It wandered through the three worlds and
approached its father Lord Indra and Sages, ultimately, sought shelter under
the lotus feet of Rama who is compassionate, protected the crow, though it was
deserved to be killed, it fell on the feet of Rama and sought protection. The crow was extremely exhausted and
helpless, Rama said “it is impossible to disrespect the Brahmasthra, cannot go
waste.” At the wish of the crow, Brahmasthra was shot on the right eye of it,
in this way the crow got its life back and reverentially offered salutation to
Rama and Dhasharatha and returned to its abode.
Oh! Mahipathey/ Rama, has utilized the vicious weapon Brahmasthra upon a
crow in order to save me. Oh! Rama, why
you are merciful to the one who was abducted me? Oh! Nararshabha/ Rama, you are the protector,
you are valorous and you’re the destroyer of enemies, bestow mercy upon
me. Oh! Raghava, you are righteous, you
are the ocean of compassion, you are powerful, I am thoroughly aware of your
resistance, imperturbability, profoundness like ocean and mother Earth, prowess
equal to Lord Indra. Oh! Raghava, you
are courageous, virtuous and excellent in archery, why you are not using your
powerful arrows against the demons? And one
of the Nagas or Gandharvas, or Asura, or Maruthganas, cannot resist the powerful
arrows of Rama in the battle. If the valiant Rama is so enthusiastic in my
matter, why he is not destroying the demons with his powerful arrows? Why mighty Lakshmana, who is the younger
brother of Rama, destroyer of enemies, does not come to protect me at the
command of his elder brother? Why these
two tigers among men, Rama and Lakshmana, capable to destroy the demons and has
the sharpness equivalent to Lord Vayu and Lord Agni does not come to protect
me? There is no doubt that I must have committed severe sin, that is the reason
these tigers among men Rama & Lakshmana, destroyer of enemies and well
capable to protect are neglecting me.”
After listening to the pathetic appeal of Sita with over flowing tears
on her face, Hanuman began to speak “Oh! Devi, Rama has grown to dislike
everything due to the extreme grief of separation from you, I am speaking all
truthful words to you, when Rama get disappointed even Lakshmana too become
inconsolable. Oh! Anindhithe, I have located you, it is not the time to
express grief and you will get rid of your sorrows very soon. These mighty princes, Rama and Lakshmana excellent among men are
eager to witness you and they will reduce the City of Lanka into ashes. Oh! Vishalakshi, Rama will kill Ravana and his relatives in
the battle, shortly he will take you back to his city. Kindly narrate about what to be expressed to
Rama, Lakshmana, Sugriva and the mighty Vanaras assembled.” Sita, daughter of Rajarishi, after listening
to Hanuman, replied “ Oh! Mahakape, express my salutation bowing head down and
enquire welfare to Rama, son of noble Kousalya. Oh! Mahakape, enquire the welfare of Lakshmana,
delight of Sumithra, who has renounced the royal comforts, riches and pleasurable
association of young maidens, he offered
humble reverence to his mother and father, and sincerely followed Rama to exile
from his Kingdom, he wholeheartedly serving his elder brother in the wood. Lakshmana who has powerful broad shoulders
like a lion, mighty armed, has charismatic looks and stable minded; treats
myself and Rama as his father and mother.
The valiant Lakshmana, who is the replica of Dhasharatha, my father- in – law, has possessed excellence, he is compassionate, he respect elders and a
beloved prince is not aware about abduction of me by Ravana. Lakshmana, younger brother of Rama, is always
dearest to me and he will sincerely carry out the work entrusted to him. Oh! Vanarashreshta, you are capable to
fulfill this task, therefore express my grief to Lakshmana, who is
compassionate, virtuous and darling of Rama would relieve me from the sorrows. The valorous Rama, will be extremely
impressed at your commitment, and he will be enthusiastic once again. Oh! Dhasharathathmaja, it is my promise that
I will be holding my breath for a month and I will not survive after that. Oh! Vira/ Oh Rama, you are required to
release me from the detention of sinful Ravana, like Lord Vishnu protected Lord
Indra, and Goddess Srimahalakshmi from the netherworld.” Sita untied the
marvelous hair jewel/Choodamani from the cloth and handed over to Hanuman with
an instruction to offer to Rama. Hanuman,
best among the Vanaras, worn that precious ornament on his finger and offered
humble salutation to Sita and circumambulated her with utmost reverence. He was extremely delightful at his triumph in
locating Sita, reverentially thought of Rama.
Hanuman, worn the marvelous Choodamani on his finger, stood like the one
quivered the colossal mountain, he was pleased by heart and prepared for his
return journey to cross the mighty ocean.
