Thursday, 7 August 2014

186. Hanuman intervenes.

         The most sagacious and highly erudite Hanuman was silently watching the dialogue between Angada and the others. After hearing Lt Tara, he felt that it was his duty to intervene. Hanuman could not believe that the son of Vali, Angada, whom he knew was having all the intelligence, fourfold tactics and the fourteen traits, buckle like that under duress.
        Hanuman was well aware that Angada  was brimmed with spiritedness, mightiness, valorousness and waxing like the moon starting from day one of White Fortnight of a month. His sagacity was comparable to that of Brihaspati. It is well known that he mirrors up his father Vali in intrepidity. It was a pity that he was now assiduously attentive to the rebellious suggestion of Lt. Tara, like Indra who once listened to the untenable teachings of the mentor of the asuras, namely Shukraacaarya. It seemed that Angada was overly enervated to fulfill the concerns of the king Sugreeva. Then Hanuman who was a scholar in all scriptures decided to confederate the confidence of Angada with the present regime of Sugreeva.
           Hanuman told Angada "Like your father you are undeniably as able as him in warfare, oh, the son of Lady Tara, and as with your father you are unquestionably capable enough to sustain the vanara kingdom. Angada, I am sure that you are well aware that these vanaras are inconsistent at their will. Separated from their sons and wives they are not likely to remain under your control for long.
      "Let me tell you bluntly what is obvious. This Jambavan and these vanaaras like Niila, Suhotra and others do not definitely tag along you. Likewise I too do not definitely tag along you.
         "The idea of going underground into that Black Hole which you people seem to think as a safe hideout from Sugreeva. Let me tell you that it is a deed of trifle for Lakshmana to split apart the whole of that Black Hole in a trice with his arrows.
      "You are well aware Indra thudded his Thunderbolt on this very underground illusory place. That Thunderbolt made a single demon-sized aperture to eliminate a single rakshas, Maya. That cavity made by the thunderbolt is now known as Riksha bila (Black Hole). Let me tell you that Lakshmana can splinter  the whole of this Black Hole with his acute arrows, as if it is leafy bowl.
       "There are numerous iron-arrows with Lakshmana that are kindred to Thunderbolt of Indra, and maybe much more powerful than the thunerbolt of Indra.
       "Let me tell you that if you decide to settle down in that underground, a most unbefitting place for a crown prince, all the vanaras, maybe with a few exceptions, will desert you resolvedly. Always sulking and reminiscing about their sons and wives, and yearning  for the proximity of their kinfolk and hungered for diverse palates as any vanara would cherish, they will coolly desert you.
      "It will not be difficult for Lakshmana to kill you, as he can aim his arrows to any place on any world. But, if you return to Kishkindha along with us, I am sure Sugreeva will accept our explanation and pardon all of us.
     "I have moved very closely with your paternal-uncle Sugreeva for some years. As such I can confidently vouch that his plus point is his honesty. I have never seen him to be dishonest. One of his lovable characteristics is his affection as he is free of aversion. His dedication is staunch as he is free of prevarication, and he himself is exoneration as he is free from exploitation, and thus in no way he would liquidate you. Such a thought would never occur to him.
    "You know that he is your mother's well-wisher. There is no other posterity to him than you. Oh, Angada, therefore go back to Kishkindha." 
             Angada was not inclined to agree with Hanuman. He told Hanuman "You extolled the positive side of Sugreeva. Because of your intimacy with Sugreeva you refuse to see the dark side of him. 
     "Let me remind you that Sugreeva arrogated his elder brother's wife when that elder brother was still very much alive and well. The wife of any elder brother is morally considered as ones mother. Sugreeva flouted that morality due to which he is despicable. And it is Sugreeva who closed the mouth of the cavity peremptorily when his brother with all his belief and faith assigned and stationed him alone at the mouth of the cavity so that the enemy could not escape through that cavity.  Obviously Sugreeva wanted his brother to perish inside that cavity. Thus he is nefarious. I wonder how you acclaim him as one conversant with moral rectitude. He is full of moral turpitude. Have you forgotten that Sugreeva just overlooked no less than the great glorious Raghava, whom he truthfully and cunningly befriended and from whom his own task of arrogating my kingdom by eliminating my father is facilitated? How can I believe that such a Sugreeva would remember the good services of others like us?
       "He has ordered and sent us for searching Seetha only because he was dreadfully scared of Lakshmana. He never cared about what others thought about his unscrupulousness, and as such how then can scrupulosity manifest in him? Which respectable one can rest his faith in Sugreeva, who, after shamelessly eliminating my father, and unmindful of tradition usurped my mother and throne, and who did not care to requite the favour to  Rama. 
           "Only the son, whether good or bad, honest or deceitful, has the right to the throne of his father. When Sugreeva shamelessly usurped the throne he certainly will eliminate me without any compunction at the first opportunity. 
      "My slyness in planning to live in that Black Hole has backfired. Being the troop leader, I am now morally and constructively culpable of not finding Seetha, and I am now completely powerless as you all are with Sugreeva's side. How then will I be allowed to live after reaching Kishkindha. I am sure that the ferocious and barbarous Sugreeva will evict me from this world by some ingenious means in order to continue to be the monarch of vanaras. I prefer death by fast rather than the slow and cruel death by some trammeling means. Those who do not want to be with me in this may go back.
          "I, hereby reiterating to you all that I do not wish to go back to the city of Kishkindha. I am going to sit here fasting unto death, as death alone is expedient to me. Please convey my respects and regards to Rama and also to the king of all vanaras Sugreeva. 
       "Please convey my respects to my step-mother Ruma. Lastly but not leastly, solace my mother, Lady Tara, who by her nature is a warm-hearted and austerely lady who cherishes her son more than her life, and as such she is she is likely to leave off her life on hearing that I breathed my last." 
      After paying deference to his elders and bidding good-bye and good wishes to his pals, Angada wearing a glum face went up and reclined on the sacred grass spread on the ground.
       Quite a number of vanaras agreed with Angada and followed suit. The sacred-grass was spread as sacred beds to cast off their lives. The edges of grass blades were positioned southward. As they were on the northern shore of the southern ocean, all those vanaras who were bent on following Angada to the end, became recumbent facing eastward.

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