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Qualms of Celibate - Sundara Kanda |
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by BS Murthy |
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Continued from Life in Lanka - Sundara Kanda If Mahabharata's Bhagvad-Gita is taken as a philosophical guide, Ramayana's Sundara Kãnda is sought for spiritual solace. What is more, many believe that reading Sundara Kãnda or hearing it recited would remove all hurdles and usher in good tidings! Canto 11 - Qualms of Celibate Felt soon Hanuman that Seetha Could ever Seetha find a man In his search for Rama’s spouse To his surprise there he found After a bout of game of dice On their sexiness lasses Some as cracked crude party jokes Praised all each other’s wantonness Felt then Hanuman if at dawn Finds as he his mates on heat Meant to succor their sex urge Found he there lay on platter ‘Use-me’ vessels of solid gold Beasts assorted were slaughtered Recipes all of fish he found Plentiful lay food vegetarian Besides silver jars of wine On the cots that lined furlongs Corals those that filled the floors Aroma of the food there lay Served were juices of fresh fruits Mean it was no that quarter Entered storeroom as Hanuman Saw he wine in vats of gold Vats of silver there he found Lay there mounds of food so fresh Found be broken goblets there Stepped he out of that quarter In their pairs they shared blankets Breath of some made own pallus Aroma from their breath then matched Sea breeze that was so profuse In that banquet hall were found Worn out as by excess sex Women of allure though they were Celibate that he was Hanuman Doubts came thick and fast to him Blamed he Ravan for his plight Single minded that Hanuman For he had no covetous look Felt he nice that his own mind What else could he do to find Would one expect to find her With no stone as left unturned Lovely women all he found there Looked he then back at Pushpak Not the one to leave mid-course Canto 12 - At Wits End Failed as he to find her still Finding her no yielding type Or else Seetha should’ve gone Were he to go with blank page Would not all the pains it took When he would go back in time Were he to show empty hand What would elder Jambavan say? So as not to fail them all If one gives up not on hopes Resolved he thus not to sulk Having felt thus he went back After making one more round Entered he then those dwellings Searched he then the town proper As though to leave none to chance Left he none of private parks But for woman of hideous looks Saw he though there stunners too Saw he many an angel there Drew he blank in captive cells Having failed to find her there What a waste of time it was Sank he on his knees Hanuman Canto 13 - Errand in the Bend On the rebound then Hanuman Staring at the place he searched How come Seetha was not found In all entire land of this If I go by Jataayu’s words Would have Seetha in despair Sped as Ravan her in arms Flew as Ravan her in skies Chaste as Seetha to her man Committed that she to her Lord With none around to rescue her For that matter Ravan’s wives Or else forlorn Seetha might For Lakshman to help her out Maybe in some secret vault Seems it absurd even then With no news of Seetha now Reported dead or found missing, What an end to such beginning Were I to go now without a clue Not for Sugreev sent me here What would Rama have to say Were I to state that found her not Hears if he of mission failure Seeing Rama slip in coma Back home Bharat ’n Satrughna Won’t on hearsay go to grave Having failed to keep his word Unable to bear her man’s death Mourns as Tara, Vali’s death Wont’ then follow suit Angad If ever enemies eye our land Made all prosper Sugreev’s reign In the wake of Sugreev’s death Won’t feel vanars fatherless In that depressed state of theirs Were I to go without her sight Serves no purpose going there Were I to stay put here itself Better I remain in her search As and when I reach dead end Or unto death I would fast Why not I let myself drown It was such a good beginning Fail in case to find Seetha Live if I in Lanka thus Downs as curtain death on life At not finding Rama’s spouse Brave that he was rose in time Or else I could lift Ravan Confined somewhere in these parts As he thought the better of it Were I to go by Jataayu’s words Stay if I back in Lanka Oh, isn’t yonder garden there? Seems like gods are guiding me What if that grove yields that fruit Buoyed by that thought he set So to bring him good tidings Hoping to find her in grove Striding there in long strides Find I would there guards for sure For the comfort of someone Assume I might tiny form Hope gods all of heavens there are If I were to go blindfold Sure to bless is Lord Vishnu How I wish to see Seetha Pining for so long for Ram Canto 14 - Garden of Grief With Seetha in mind Hanuman In that grove that’s thick and wide Besides Asoka trees there were Like Ram’s arrow then he sped Flowers there all pleased him much Shone there flowers North Star like Craving cuckoos cried on trees Hovered birds then for their mates Jumped as he from tree to tree Birds as fluttered into skies Fell as flowers those on him thus To get rid of that flower burden Flowers as scattered all over Toyed as he then with trees there Tried as he to test his strength Spared not his push leaves even Bare as turned thus trees all there Pulled he trunks then with his tail Like the ravaged women by him As would scatter clouds by wind Found as he his way inside Ponds were there of pure water Beds of those had pearls for sand Made flowers lotus red carpets Serviced were they by canals Lined on banks of those canals In the midst of that vast grove Had it numerous caves so deep Found on it a stream Hanuman As would desist her friends then Wound its way then back that stream On those branches of thick trees With clear water that was cool Change rooms built for both sexes Gardens lay there in the scores Flowerpots plenty of pure gold Spread there Sinsupa far and wide Round the dais of spick and span In that grove of golden hues Trinkets tied to branches there Soared as hopes his sky high then Had a premonition Hanuman then Wonder as was that Pushpak Forlorn so long that Seetha Why not as she got used to Fatigued as would be Seetha As she saunters in that grove Besides she was so fond of Fail she might not to turn up Think I not of another place Were she to be alive still Driven by hope of finding her Continued to Withered Flower - Sundara Kãnda |
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