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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.’
Jag karan taran bhav bhanjan dharni bhar/
Ki tumh akhil bhuwan pati leenh manuj avatar//
Or You might be Bhagwan himself: the reason of all existence and master of all beings-who has taken the human avatar to alleviate the heavy burden of evil doers on this earth, and to help us all to cross the sea of existential pains.( Are you Bhagwan himself? Hanumanji queries.)
Kosales Dasrath ke jaye/ Hum pitu bachan maani ban aaye//
Naam Ram Lacchiman dvau bhai /Sang naari sukumari suhayi//
( Lord Ram said-) We are the sons of Dasrath-the King of Kosala. We have obeyed our father ‘s words to reach these forests. We are named Ram and Laxman, and we were accompanied by a beautiful lady.
Iham hari nisichar Baidehi/Bipra firahim hum khojat tehi//
Aapan charit kaha humgaayi/Kahahu bipra nij katha buchaayi//
Here, in these forests, the rakshasas stole (my wife) Vaidehi. Hey, Brahmin! We are wandering about in search of her. We have told you our story. Now, you tell us yours.
Prabhu pahichaani parevu gahi charna/ So sukh Uma jaayi nahim barna//
Pulakit tan mukh aav na bachna/Dekhat ruchir besh kai rachna//
Recognising the Lord, Hanuman clutched His feet and fell on the ground( He did danda namaskar).( Lord Shiv says: )’Hey Uma! That happiness is beyond words (ineffable).His body is thrilled, words cannot escape his mouth.Hanuman is gazing at the beautiful form of His Lord.’
Puni dheeraju dhari astuthy keenhi/ Harash hridayam nij nadhahi cheenhi//
Mor nyavu mai poocha sayim / Tumh poochahu kas nar ki nayim//
Then Hanuman composed himself and praised the Lord, his heart was filled with jubilance on recognising his Master. ( Then Hanumanji said) Hey Lord, my asking was justified, but how come You are asking like a mere human being?
( I saw You after the lapse of aeons, and that too clad in the dress of a sanyasi, I failed to recognise you and according to my monkey-brains, I asked you about yourself! But Lord, You are You! How come you are asking this monkey to narrate his story?)
Tav maya bas firvu bhulana/ Ta te mai nahim Prabhu pahichana//
I am meandering through the world dazed by Your Maya- and consequently did not recognise my own Master!
Eku mai mand mohbas kutil hriday agyan/
Puni prabhu mohi bisarevu Deenbandhu bhagwan//
First, I am a dullard; second, I am a victim of Maya( illusion), third, my heart is wicked and ignorant. And now, My Compassionate Lord! It seems You too have forgotten me!
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.
The artist says that it is a joy to design the book. For me it is a blessing to have been a part of its creation. Hanumanji is all about total detachment, absolute joy, perfect strength, and total surrender to the Lord’s will.
My favourite lines:
Sakha mrig ke badi manusayi
Sakha tem sakha par jayi
Naghi sindhu hatakpur jaara
Nisichar gan badhi bipin ujaara
So sab tav Pratap Raghurai
Nadh na kacchu mori prabutai…
That a monkey like me can jump from one branch to another is itself a big deal-akin to Purushartha- Dharma, Artha, Kama, Moksha…That I could jump across the ocean, burn the golden city, kill the Rakshasas and uproot Ashokvatika- all these are, My Lord, a manifestation of Your glory, there is nothing great about my role herein.