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Chapter – 4 – Kishkindha Kandam

The coronation of Sugriva as King of Kishkindha/Rama arrives in the wood of Prashravana/Rama’s beautiful description on Varsharithu

 

Bali attains Paramdham, the people of Kingdom of Kishkindha devastated at the news of the death of Bali, the wife of Bali, Thara wept bitterly, with disheveled hair and trembling body approached Rama.  Prabhu imparted the supreme knowledge of Jeevathma and Paramathma, removed her Maya/Thrividhathapa and grief as well. Rama spoke “Oh! Devi, the human body is made of five essential elements known as Agni, water, Earth, ether, and Air.  It has destructible nature, it undergoes ruin. You are seeing the mortal coil of your husband in deep sleep, but the soul is eternal, for whom you are crying now?” Immediately intelligent Tara got out of her illusion, she prostrated before Rama, and got hold of his feet, she requested for a boon to have intense devotion and faith at his lotus feet.

 

Lord Shankara speaks “Oh! Uma, the supreme Lord Rama influences us like the puppets in his hands. Rama advised Sugriva to perform the final rites of Bali, he instructed Lakshman to perform the coronation ceremony of Sugriva as the King of Kishikindha. Thus, Sugriva, Hanuman, ministers, army men along with Lakshman prostrated before Prabhu and left to the Kingdom of Kishkindha. Lakshmana called for the people of Kishkindha and several twice-born, coronation ceremony of Sugriva as the King of Kishkindha was performed and honored Angadha as the crown prince of Kishkindha. Oh! Uma, there is no other deity most promising as Rama in this Universe; he is mother, father, brother, and the companion to his beloved devotees. The deities, humans, and ascetics love others due to specific reasons, unlike Rama. He performed the crowning ceremony of Sugriva who was living in constant threat of Bali, had to undergo various miseries and grief, and always been under anxiousness and threat from Bali in the woods. Raghuveera is extremely compassionate to his people, knowing all these, living a life without the knowledge of that supreme Lord is like diving into endless miseries and sorrows.”

 

Prabhu described Rajaneethi to Sugriva, and spoke “Oh! Sugriva, Oh! Vanararaja, listen to me; I will not enter into the Kingdom for fourteen years as I have promised to my father. The summer season has ended, and its already winter now, I shall take shelter in the mountain which is close to Kishkindha, you and Angadha should look after the regime of the Kingdom, and remember my task as well.” Thus Sugriva returned to the Kingdom of Kishkindha and Rama moved to the hills of Prashravana.

 

The deities understood the arrival of Rama in Prashravana Parvatha and his decision to reside there for some time, so they have arranged beautiful wood for the compassionate Lord. It was a marvelous forest, full of auspicious flowering plants surrounded by the buzzing of honey bees, soon after the arrival of Prabhu, the wood flourished with rich natural beauty, trees loaded with succulent fruits, and an abundance of fiber roots. Deveshwara Lord Rama immensely pleased watching the beauty of the hills and the surrounding woods decided to stay there for some time. The deities, Siddhas and ascetics, assumed the form of honey bees, animals, and birds and served the Prabhu. The forest has achieved a spectacular view and all the auspiciousness from the day Ramapathi Lord Rama started residing. There was an abundance of white-colored crystal stones, Rama and Lakshmana took seats comfortably on that stone, Rama imparted the knowledge on Bhakti, Virakthi, Rajaneethi, Viveka, etc. to his brother. It was the rainy season, the sky was packed with rain clouds, and the heavy downpour was extremely beautiful to watch.

 

 

Rama spoke “Oh! Lakshman, look at the dancing herds of peacocks watching at the rain clouds, like the Vairagin Grihastha happy to meet the devotee of Lord Vishnu. The crowd of rain clouds crushing each other and making deafening noises, followed by lightning and thunder, all these beautiful sights rekindling my desire to be with Devi Sita, I could not control the grief of separation from Devi Sita. The clouds transform into a heavy downpour and touch the Earth, like the humility of a learned people. The mountains and hills bear the heavy downpour, like the Sadhus remain silent watching the wickedness of arrogant people.   The small streams flooded with rain waters, rip opening its boundaries, like the greedy and deceitful person attained wealth. The showers touch the Earth immediately assumes the colors of the mud, like the Jeeva, wielded in Maya immediately after the birth. The heavy shower assembles in the well and pond from all the directions, like the virtues assembled in the heart of noble souls. Finally, these rivers and streams merge in the ocean, like the Jeevathma attains union with the Paramathma.”