Sunu Sugreev marihau Balihi ekahim baan/
Brahma Rudra saranagat gaye na ubarihi praan//
The Lord said: ‘Listen, Sugreev! I shall kill Bali with a single arrow. His life cannot be saved even if he approaches Brahma or Rudra.’
Je na mitra dukh hohim dukhari/ Tinhahi bilokat patak bhari//
Nij dukh giri sam raj kari jaana/Mitrak dukh raj meru samaana//
The one who is not pained by his friend’s pain, is not worthy.( It is a sin to see such a person ) The true friend views his own mountain like trouble like a speck of dust and the dust like pain of his friend like a huge mountain.
Jinh kem asi mati sahaj na aayi/Te sad kat hadi karat mitayi//
Kripadh nivari supandh chalava/ Gun pragatai avagunaninh durava//
Those who are incapable of such discernment by nature, why should they try to make friends at all? It is the dharma of a friend that he stops one from going down the wrong path and point out the correct way. He should help the best qualities to grace his friend and the bad qualities to take a back seat.
Det let man sank na dharayi/ Bal anuman sada hit karayi//
Bipati kal kar satgun neha/ Shruti kah sant mitra gun eha//
He will have no doubts in his mind during any giving or taking with his friend.( His interactions are pure). He will always do the best as per his capability for his friend. During times of adversity he shall love his friend a hundred times more than usual. (Stand lovingly by his side) The Vedas proclaim that the signs of a superior friend are these.
Aagem kah mridu bachan banayi/Pachem anahit man kutilayi//
Jakar chit ahi gati sam bhai/ As kumitra pariharehim bhalayi//
The one who will approach you sweetly and pretend to be very nice but bitterly backbite you in your absence( gossip about you behind your back), the one who is wicked in reality, and his mind is crooked like a serpent’s path- it is better to forgo such a person ( bad friend) from your life!
Sevak sad nrip kripan kunary/ Kapati mitra sool sam chary//
Sakha such tyagahu bal morem/ Sab bidhi ghatab kaj mai torem//
A foolish servant, a miserly king, a treacherous woman, and a deceitful friend- these four hurt grievously like a sharp spear.Hey Friend! You leave your worries to me now. I will help you in all ways.
Keenhi preeti kacchu beech na rakha/ Lachhiman Ram charit sab bhasha//
Kah Sugreev nayan bhari baari/ Milihi nadh MithilesKumari//
Both became friends from their hearts, nothing was hidden within. Then Laxman narrated SriRamji’s story. Sugreev became teary-eyed and said-‘ Oh Lord! The Princesss of Mithila shall be found.’
Mantrinh sahit iham ek baara/Baid rahevu maim karat bichara//
Gagan pandh dekhi mai jaata/Parbas pari bahut bilpata//
“Once I was sitting here with my ministers, and contemplating on certain matters. Then I had seen Sitaji in the custody of the enemy, wailing in distress, as they travelled through the skies.”
Ram Ram Ha Ram pukari/Hamahi dekhi deenehu pat dari//
Magaa Ram turat tehim deenha/Pat ur laayi soch ati keenha//
“She was crying ‘Ram Ram Ha Ram!’ Seeing us, she dropped a piece of cloth.” Lord Ram asked Sugreev for that cloth. On receiving it, he hugged it close to his heart and became lost in sad thoughts.
Kah Sugreev sunahu Raghubeera/ Tajahu soch man aanahu dheera//
Sab prakar karihavu sevakai/Jehi bidhi milihi Janaki aayi//
Sugreev said- “Hey Raghubeer! Forgo your sad thoughts and calm your mind. I shall serve you in every possible way so that we can retrieve Janakiji.”
Sakha bachan suni harashe kripasindhu balseev/
Karan kavan basahu ban mohi kahahu Sugreev//
The sea of compassion and the epitome of strength- SriRamji- became joyous on hearing these words. Then he asked: ‘Tell me Sugreev, why are you staying in these forests?’
Dekhi pavansut pati anukoola/ Hridayam harash beeti sab soola//
Nadh sail par kapipati rahayi/So Sugreev das tav ahayi//
Seeing the Lord’s compassion, happiness filled Hanuman’s heart and all his agonies disappeared.( He said) ‘ Lord, in this mountain dwells King Sugreev, and he is your loyal servant.’
Tehi san nadh mayatri keeje/Deen jaani tehi abhay kareeje//
So Sita kar khoj karayihi/ Jah tah markat koti padayihi//
Hey Lord! Please become friends with him. And knowing that he is suffering, make him fearless with your companionship. He will search for Sitaji and send out crores of monkeys in that mission everywhere.
Ehi bidhi sakal katha samuchayi/ Liye duvau jan peedi chadayi//
Jab Sugreeva Ram kahu dekha/Atisay janma dhanya kari lekha//
Telling them the whole story, Hanumanji made SriRamji and Laxman sit on his gigantic shoulders. When Sugreev saw SreeRamji, he considered that his birth had become finally successful. ( Seeing the Lord had made his existence worthy and meaningful.)
Sadar milevu nayi pad madha/ Bhetevu anuj sahit Raghunadha//
Kapi kar man bichar ehi reeti/Karihahim bidhi mo san e preeti//
Sugreev bowed before Sriramji’s feet and greeted him with great respect. The Lord hugged them all close to his heart. Sugreev was wondering in his heart- Will this divine prince consider me worthy of his friendship?
Tab Hanumant ubhay disi ki sab katha sunayi/
Pavak sakhi deyi kari jori preeti dridayi//
Then Hanumanji narrated to SriRamji and Sugreev the other’s story, and making Fire as the holy witness, pledged their friendship to each other.
Jadapi nadh bahu avagun morem/Sevak prabhuhi parai jani bhorem//
Nadh jeev tav mayam moha/So nistarayi tumharehim choha//
Hey Lord! Although I have so many weaknesses, I wish that You had not forgotten me.( The Master may kindly remember his servant) Dear Lord, all the beings are caught up in the thrall of Your Maya. Only through Your blessings can we attain moksha.
Ta par mai Raghubir dohayi/Janavu nahim kacchu bhajan upayi//
Sevak sut pati matu bharosem/ Rahayi asoch banayi Prabhu posem//
About that, let me take your oath My Lord- I know nothing of prayer and meditation! The servant stays unconcerned due to his Master’s presence like a child with his mother. The Master has to take care of his servant.
As kahi parevu charan akulayi/ Nij tanu pragati preeti ur chaayi//
Tab Raghupati udayi ur laava/ Nij lochan jal seenchi judaava//
Saying thus, Hanuman fell weeping at SriRamji’s feet. He took on his original form. Then SriRamji lifted him up and hugged him close to his heart. The divine tears from the Lord’s eyes cooled Hanuman’s agony.
Sunu kapi jiyam manasi jani oona / Taim mam priya Lacchiman te doona//
Samadarsy mohi kah sab kovu/Sevak priya anyagati sovu//
The Lord said: ‘Listen, do not feel sad. To me, you are twice as dear as Laxman himself. Everyone mentions that I am samadarsy- that no one is very dear to me nor unpleasant.( Everyone is equal in my eyes) However, the servant is particularly beloved to me : because, but for Me, he has no other refuge.’
So ananya jakem asi mati na tarayi Hanumant/
Mai sevak sacharachar roop swami bhagwant//
‘And Hanuman! The unique one is he, who is aware that he is the servant and the whole universe is a manifestation of His Lord.’
Jarat sakal sur brindh bisham garal jehim pan kiya/
Tehi an bhajasi man mandh ko kripal Sankar sarisa//
Hey my dullard mind! Why don’t you meditate on Shiv- the one who willingly drank the dreaded Halahal Poison to end the agony of the Devas (who were burning due its poisonous fumes?)
Who else is as compassionate as Him?
Aagem chal bahuri Raghuraya/Rishyamuk parbat niaraya//
Tah rah sachiv sahit Sugreeva/Aavat dekhi atul bal seemva//
SriRamji walked onwards. He reached near Rishyamuk mountain. There, Sugreev was staying along with his ministers. On seeing the radiant and strong young men…
Ati sabheet kah sunu Hanumana/Purush jugal bal roop nidhana//
Dhari batu roop dekhu teim jaayi/Kahesu jaani jiyam sayan buchayi//
A terrified Sugreev said thus: Listen, Hanuman! These young men epitomise beauty and strength. Disguise yourself as a Brahmin and go to them, understand the reason of their arrival( find the truth) and convey that to me through your gestures.
Padaye Bali hohim mann maila/Bhagaum turat tajaum yeh saila//
Bipra roop dhari kapi tah gayavu/Madh nayi poochat as bhayavu//
If these are men sent by Bali- the one whose mind is polluted- then I shall leave this mountain immediately. On hearing these words, Hanumanji approached SriRamji in the guise of a Brahmin and enquired thus:
Ko tumh syamal gaur sareera/Chattri roop firahu ban beera//
Kadin bhoomi komal pad gaami/Kavan hetu bicharahu ban swami//
Hey valiant ones !In dusky and fair hues, looking like Kshatriyas, you are roaming around these forests. Who are you?
Hey Swami! Your soft feet are traversing these tough terrains; why are you wandering through the forests in this manner?
Mridul manohar sundar gaata/Sahat dusah ban aatap baata//
Ki tumh teeni dev mah kovu/Nar Narayan ki tumh dovu//
Your beautiful, attractive forms enchant the mind. You are enduring the intolerable heat and air of these forests. Are you Brahma, Shiv or Vishnu-or are you Nar and Narayan?
The last few chapters arrive for correction. The artist has done a spectacular job. As I edit, snipping a word here, adding a comma there, I stare at the divine pictures.
The journey has come to an end: Sundar Kanda- 156 pages, 50 chapters. And quietly a book is born. The end is actually a beginning. As always in life.
But I cannot leave Hanumanji alone. The journey with Him has changed my life. How can I let go now- when the joy of describing everything about Him has got me addicted? It is like inhaling camphor in the temple. So I promise myself that the next book on Him is going to be Kishkindha Kand. The thought energises me. Another journey to look forward to. Great!
What have I learnt in the presently concluded one? That I am never alone. That the shield of divine protection encompasses me and my loved ones at all times. That one can achieve seemingly impossible tasks with His blessings. That detachment is not just a philosophy but a very strongly protected forcefield. If the focus is on Him, everything meaningless falls on the wayside- what remains is what is meant to remain. Fair enough for this life journey.