Sundara Kanda: Hanuman's Odyssey by BS Murthy - HTML preview

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Canto 16

She is Seetha

 

Prayed then Hanuma in earnest

Lord Rama he revered most

And then thought of task on hand.

 

Seeing her in such distress

Felt as if his heart was seized.

 

Casts when shadow fate on man

Can he ever go beyond its reach?

 

But for being Rama’s spouse 

Wouldn’t have fate ever crunched her more?

  

Whichever way one might see it

Made for each other couple they make.

 

Seeing Seetha in her plight

Recalled he then Ram’s valour.

 

If not for her would have Ram

Cared to end ever Vali’s reign? 

 

 If not for his exile Ram

Why should ever he kill Viradha?

 

Miss not targets Ram’s arrows 

Struck were demons in their thousands.

 

Khara neither nor Trisura

Could stand Rama in combat.

  

But for Seetha how Sugreev

Would have got great Vali’s crown. 

  

Why in search of her I came

To this land that Ravan rules.

 

Were Rama to lose patience

Won’t he topsy-turvy world?

 

Not for Ram the crown of earth

Were Seetha not sharing throne. 

But for being Janaka’s darling

Can one decline Ravan’s hand?

 

Daunting must be plight her now

Though she is Lord Rama’s spouse.

 

Wonder how she puts up with 

Fiends all those who pester her! 

 

How sad Seetha had to miss

Folk back home all who love her. 

 

It’s her love for her man Ram

Makes which Seetha shun Ravan.

 

In her sorrow for her man

Lost she appetite once for all.

 

Ceases not she not to sigh

Once she never ceased to smile.

 

Seeks as oasis one in sands  

Craves Rama to see his wife.

 

Gets Ram when his beloved back 

Won’t he feel like dethroned king 

Gets when back his crown in time!    

 

No doubt it’s her will to meet 

Her man that keeps her going.

 

Turned she to her captor blind 

Ever she keeps her man in mind.

 

Seetha though is crown jewel 

Sans Ram she’s jewel-less crown.

 

It’s no different with Lord Ram 

Braves who though she’s not on hand.

 

Sight of hers as shakes me thus

How would Ram ever take her plight?

  

Can he bear to see Seetha’s

Plight now wretched as here captive? 

 

In the forlorn state of hers

Shadow she’s no more than 

Of the former self of hers.

  

Seem in vain the rays of moon

Try to soothe her soul perturbed.

 

At the plight of his Lord’s spouse

That’s what mighty Hanuman felt.