Kishkindha Kanda · Sarga 28 of 67 · 66 verses
The Rains
Having killed Valin and consecrated Sugriva, Rama, living on the ridge of Malyavan, says to Lakshmana: “This is that time, the season of the coming of the waters. See the sky covered with clouds like mountains. Having drunk the essence of the oceans with the sun’s rays, and carried the embryo for nine months, the sky now gives birth to the elixir of life. One could climb the sky by stairs of clouds and garland the sun with kutaja and arjuna flowers.” Then he paints the whole monsoon in images: the sky like a wound bound with strips of cloud, copper with sunset and pale at the edges; the sky like a lover, its breath a gentle wind, its body smeared with the sandal of twilight. “This earth, scorched by heat and drenched with new water, sheds steam like tears, like Sita burning with grief. The winds, cool as camphor, scented with ketaka, released from the bellies of clouds, could be drunk from cupped hands. This mountain, with arjuna in bloom and fragrant with ketaka, is being consecrated by the streams of rain, like Sugriva with his enemy gone. The mountains, wearing black deerskins of cloud and sacred threads of rain, their caves filled with wind, seem to be reciting the Veda. The sky, lashed by lightning like golden whips, seems to groan with thunder within. The lightning flickering against the dark cloud seems to me like poor Vaidehi struggling in Ravana’s lap.”
He describes the dust laid, kings’ expeditions halted, travellers going home; the chakravakas leaving for the Manasa lake; the rivers rushing, coloured with mountain minerals, followed by the cries of peacocks; jambu fruit dark as bees, eaten freely; clouds like rutting elephants with lightning for banners and cranes for garlands; the ground bright with new grass and red cochineal insects, like a woman in a lac-dyed blanket. “Sleep slowly comes to Keshava; the river quickly goes to the ocean; the joyful crane goes to the cloud; the loving woman goes to her beloved.” Rivers carry, clouds rain, elephants trumpet, woods shine, the lovelorn brood, peacocks dance, monkeys take heart. Bees, drunk on the nectar of kadamba flowers, slowly let go of their intoxication when struck by the downpour. The woods seem a concert, with bees for lutes, frogs for throats and the thunder for drums; the forest floor full of honey-water seems a drinking ground. Rivers, swollen, break their banks and rush to their husband, the ocean; the mountains, bathed by clouds as kings are consecrated by men, show their own beauty; the sky is so covered that neither stars nor sun can be seen. Waterfalls hang from the peaks like strings of pearls and scatter in the caves like broken necklaces. “Kings’ marches have stopped; the army stays on the road. Enmities and roads alike have been levelled by water. In the month of Praushthapada, the time of study for the Sama-singing brahmanas has come. Surely Bharata, lord of Kosala, his work done and his stores gathered, has begun the vow of Ashadha. Surely the Sarayu’s flow rises as it fills, like the sound of Ayodhya seeing me come home. Sugriva enjoys these rich rains in comfort, his enemy conquered, with his wife, established in a great kingdom; but I, my wife taken and fallen from a great kingdom, sink like a sodden riverbank, Lakshmana. My grief is wide, the rains make the ways very hard to pass, and Ravana, my great enemy, seems to me beyond reach. Seeing that no march is possible and the roads very hard, I said nothing to Sugriva, though he bowed to me. And I do not want to speak to the monkey, who suffered long and has only now been reunited with his wife, though my own task weighs heavily. Having rested, he will know of himself that the time has come and remember the help he received; there is no doubt of it. So I stand waiting for the time, you of auspicious marks, wanting the favour of Sugriva and of the rivers. A hero who has been helped is bound to repay it; the ungrateful one who does not repay wounds the hearts of the strong.” Spoken to so, Lakshmana, considering, with joined palms, honouring his words, says to Rama, lovely to look at, showing his own good judgment: “All that you have said and wish for, lord of men, the lord of the monkeys will soon do. Waiting for autumn, bear this downpour of rain, resolved on subduing the enemy.”
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स तदा वालिनं हत्वा सुग्रीवमभिषिच्य च । वसन् माल्यवतः पृष्ठे रामो लक्ष्मणमब्रवीत् ॥ १ ॥
Then, having killed Valin and consecrated Sugriva, Rama, dwelling on the ridge of Malyavan, said to Lakshmana:
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अयं स कालः सम्प्राप्तः समयोऽद्य जलागमः । सम्पश्य त्वं नभो मेघैः संवृतं गिरिसंनिभैः ॥ २ ॥
“This is that time arrived, the season of the coming of the waters today. See the sky covered with clouds like mountains.
नवमासधृतं गर्भं भास्करस्य गभस्तिभिः । पीत्वा रसं समुद्राणां द्यौः प्रसूते रसायनम् ॥ ३ ॥
“Having drunk the essence of the oceans with the rays of the sun, the sky, having carried the embryo for nine months, gives birth to the elixir of life.
शक्यमम्बरमारुह्य मेघसोपानपंक्तिभिः । कुटजार्जुनमालाभिरलंकर्तुं दिवाकरः ॥ ४ ॥
“It is possible to climb the sky by flights of cloud stairs and adorn the sun with garlands of kutaja and arjuna.
संध्यारागोत्थितैस्ताम्रैरन्तेष्वपि च पाण्डुभिः । स्निग्धैरभ्रपटच्छेदैर्बद्धव्रणमिवाम्बरम् ॥ ५ ॥
“With copper strips of cloud risen from the redness of twilight, and pale at the edges, glossy, the sky is like one with a bandaged wound.
मन्दमारुतिनिःश्वासं संध्याचन्दनरञ्जितम् । आपाण्डुजलदं भाति कामातुरमिवाम्बरम् ॥ ६ ॥
“With a gentle wind for its breath, coloured with the sandal of twilight, with pale clouds, the sky shines as if lovesick.
एषा घर्मपरिक्लिष्टा नववारिपरिप्लुता । सीतेव शोकसंतप्ता मही बाष्पं विमुञ्चति ॥ ७ ॥
“This earth, worn by heat, flooded with new water, like Sita burning with grief, lets out steam like tears.
मेघोदरविनिर्मुक्ताः कर्पूरदलशीतलाः । शक्यमञ्जलिभिः पातुं वाताः केतकगन्धिनः ॥ ८ ॥
“Released from the bellies of clouds, cool as camphor leaves, the winds scented with ketaka can be drunk with cupped hands.
एष फुल्लार्जुनः शैलः केतकैरभिवासितः । सुग्रीव इव शान्तारिर्धाराभिरभिषिच्यते ॥ ९ ॥
“This mountain, with arjunas in bloom, perfumed by ketakas, is being consecrated by streams of rain, like Sugriva with his enemy quieted.
मेघकृष्णाजिनधरा धारायज्ञोपवीतिनः । मारुतापूरितगुहाः प्राधीता इव पर्वताः ॥ १० ॥
“Wearing black deerskins of cloud, with sacred threads of rain, their caves filled with wind, the mountains seem to be reciting.
कशाभिरिव हैमीभिर्विद्युद्भिरभिताडितम् । अन्तःस्तनितनिर्घोषं सवेदनमिवाम्बरम् ॥ ११ ॥
“Struck by lightnings as if by golden whips, with the sound of thunder within, the sky seems as if in pain.
नीलमेघाश्रिता विद्युत् स्फुरन्ती प्रतिभाति मे । स्फुरन्ती रावणस्याङ्के वैदेहीव तपस्विनी ॥ १२ ॥
“The lightning, flickering, resting on the dark cloud, seems to me like poor Vaidehi struggling in Ravana’s lap.
इमास्ता मन्मथवतां हिताः प्रतिहता दिशः । अनुलिप्ता इव घनैर्नष्टग्रहनिशाकराः ॥ १३ ॥
“These directions, kind to lovers, are blocked, as if smeared with clouds, the planets and moon lost.
क्वचिद् बाष्पाभिसंरुद्धान् वर्षागमसमुत्सुकान् । कुटजान् पश्य सौमित्रे पुष्पितान् गिरिसानुषु । मम शोकाभिभूतस्य कामसंदीपनान् स्थितान् ॥ १४ ॥
“See, Saumitri, the kutajas in flower on the mountain slopes, in places choked with steam, eager for the coming of the rains, standing to inflame love in me, overcome with grief.
रजः प्रशान्तं सहिमोऽद्य वायु- र्निदाघदोषप्रसराः प्रशान्ताः । स्थिता हि यात्रा वसुधाधिपानां प्रवासिनो यान्ति नराः स्वदेशान् ॥ १५ ॥
“The dust is laid; the wind today is cool; the spread of the faults of summer is quieted; the marches of kings have stopped; men living abroad go to their own countries.
सम्प्रस्थिता मानसवासलुब्धाः प्रियान्विताः सम्प्रति चक्रवाकाः । अभीक्ष्णवर्षोदकविक्षतेषु यानानि मार्गेषु न सम्पतन्ति ॥ १६ ॥
“The chakravakas, longing to dwell at the Manasa, have set out now with their mates. On roads broken by constant rainwater, carriages do not move.
क्वचित् प्रकाशं क्वचिदप्रकाशं नभः प्रकीर्णाम्बुधरं विभाति । क्वचित् क्वचित् पर्वतसंनिरुद्धं रूपं यथा शान्तमहार्णवस्य ॥ १७ ॥
“In places bright, in places dark, the sky, scattered with clouds, shines, here and there blocked by mountains, like the form of the calm great ocean.
व्यामिश्रितं सर्जकदम्बपुष्पै- र्नवं जलं पर्वतधातुताम्रम् । मयूरकेकाभिरनुप्रयातं शैलापगाः शीघ्रतरं वहन्ति ॥ १८ ॥
“Mixed with sarja and kadamba flowers, copper with mountain minerals, followed by the cries of peacocks, the new water: the mountain rivers carry it very swiftly.
रसाकुलं षट्पदसंनिकाशं प्रभुज्यते जम्बुफलं प्रकामम् । अनेकवर्णं पवनावधूतं भूमौ पतत्याम्रफलं विपक्वम् ॥ १९ ॥
“Full of juice, like a bee, the jambu fruit is eaten freely; the ripe mango fruit, of many colours, shaken by the wind, falls to the ground.
विद्युत्पताकाः सबलाकमालाः शैलेन्द्रकूटाकृतिसंनिकाशाः । गर्जन्ति मेघाः समुदीर्णनादा मत्ता गजेन्द्रा इव संयुगस्थाः ॥ २० ॥
“With lightning for banners, with garlands of cranes, like the peaks of great mountains, the clouds thunder, with their roars risen, like rutting lordly elephants standing in battle.
वर्षोदकाप्यायितशाद्वलानि प्रवृत्तनृत्तोत्सवबर्हिणानि । वनानि निर्वृष्टबलाहकानि पश्यापराह्णेष्वधिकं विभान्ति ॥ २१ ॥
“With meadows nourished by rainwater, with peacocks beginning the festival of dance, the woods, their clouds having rained, see, shine more in the afternoons.
समुद्वहन्तः सलिलातिभारं बलाकिनो वारिधरा नदन्तः । महत्सु शृङ्गेषु महीधराणां विश्रम्य विश्रम्य पुनः प्रयान्ति ॥ २२ ॥
“Carrying a great load of water, with cranes, roaring, the clouds, resting and resting on the great peaks of the mountains, go on again.
मेघाभिकामा परिसम्पतन्ती सम्मोदिता भाति बलाकपंक्तिः । वातावधूता वरपौण्डरीकी लम्बेव माला रुचिराम्बरस्य ॥ २३ ॥
“Desiring the clouds, flying together, delighted, the line of cranes shines like a long garland of fine white lotuses, shaken by the wind, of the lovely sky.
बालेन्द्रगोपान्तरचित्रितेन विभाति भूमिर्नवशाद्वलेन । गात्रानुपृक्तेन शुकप्रभेण नारीव लाक्षोक्षितकम्बलेन ॥ २४ ॥
“The earth shines with new grass dotted with young cochineal insects, like a woman with a parrot-coloured blanket sprinkled with lac, clinging to her limbs.
निद्रा शनैः केशवमभ्युपैति द्रुतं नदी सागरमभ्युपैति । हृष्टा बलाका घनमभ्युपैति कान्ता सकामा प्रियमभ्युपैति ॥ २५ ॥
“Sleep slowly goes to Keshava; the river quickly goes to the ocean; the delighted crane goes to the cloud; the loving beloved goes to her lover.
जाता वनान्ताः शिखिसुप्रनृत्ता जाताः कदम्बाः सकदम्बशाखाः । जाता वृषा गोषु समानकामा जाता मही सस्यवनाभिरामा ॥ २६ ॥
“The woodlands have become places where peacocks dance well; the kadambas have become laden with kadamba blossoms; the bulls have become of equal desire among the cows; the earth has become lovely with crops and forests.
वहन्ति वर्षन्ति नदन्ति भान्ति ध्यायन्ति नृत्यन्ति समाश्वसन्ति । नद्यो घना मत्तगजा वनान्ताः प्रियाविहीनाः शिखिनः प्लवंगमाः ॥ २७ ॥
“The rivers flow, the clouds rain, the rutting elephants trumpet, the woodlands shine, those without their beloved brood, the peacocks dance, the monkeys take heart.
प्रहर्षिताः केतकिपुष्पगन्ध- माघ्राय मत्ता वननिर्झरेषु । प्रपातशब्दाकुलिता गजेन्द्राः सार्धं मयूरैः समदा नदन्ति ॥ २८ ॥
“Delighted, having smelled the scent of ketaka flowers, maddened at the forest waterfalls, confused by the noise of the cascades, the lordly elephants trumpet with the peacocks, in rut.
धारानिपातैरभिहन्यमानाः कदम्बशाखासु विलम्बमानाः । क्षणार्जितं पुष्परसावगाढं शनैर्मदं षट्चरणास्त्यजन्ति ॥ २९ ॥
“Struck by the falling streams, hanging on the kadamba branches, the bees slowly give up the intoxication gained in a moment, steeped in flower nectar.
अङ्गारचूर्णोत्करसंनिकाशैः फलैः सुपर्याप्तरसैः समृद्धैः । जम्बूद्रुमाणां प्रविभान्ति शाखा निपीयमाना इव षट्पदौघैः ॥ ३० ॥
“With fruits like heaps of charcoal powder, rich, full of juice, the branches of the jambu trees shine as if being drunk by swarms of bees.
तडित्पताकाभिरलंकृताना- मुदीर्णगम्भीरमहारवाणाम् । विभान्ति रूपाणि बलाहकानां रणोत्सुकानामिव वारणानाम् ॥ ३१ ॥
“The forms of the clouds, adorned with lightning banners, with deep, great roars risen, shine like those of elephants eager for battle.
मार्गानुगः शैलवनानुसारी सम्प्रस्थितो मेघरवं निशम्य । युद्धाभिकामः प्रतिनादशङ्की मत्तो गजेन्द्रः प्रतिसंनिवृत्तः ॥ ३२ ॥
“Following the path, keeping to the mountain forests, having set out, hearing the cloud’s roar, eager for battle, suspecting a rival’s roar, the rutting lordly elephant turns back.
क्वचित् प्रगीता इव षट्पदौघैः क्वचित् प्रनृत्ता इव नीलकण्ठैः । क्वचित् प्रमत्ता इव वारणेन्द्रै- र्विभान्त्यनेकाश्रयिणो वनान्ताः ॥ ३३ ॥
“In places as if sung by swarms of bees, in places as if danced by blue-throats, in places as if maddened by lordly elephants, the woodlands, shelters of many, shine.
कदम्बसर्जार्जुनकन्दलाढ्या वनान्तभूमिर्मधुवारिपूर्णा । मयूरमत्ताभिरुतप्रनृत्तै- रापानभूमिप्रतिमा विभाति ॥ ३४ ॥
“Rich in kadamba, sarja, arjuna and kandala, full of honey-water, the woodland ground, with peacocks’ maddened cries and dances, shines like a drinking ground.
मुक्तासमाभं सलिलं पतद् वै सुनिर्मलं पत्रपुटेषु लग्नम् । हृष्टा विवर्णच्छदना विहंगाः सुरेन्द्रदत्तं तृषिताः पिबन्ति ॥ ३५ ॥
“The water falling, like pearls, very clear, clinging in the cups of leaves: the birds, delighted, their plumage changed in colour, thirsty, drink the gift of the lord of the gods.
षट्पादतन्त्रीमधुराभिधानं प्लवंगमोदीरितकण्ठतालम् । आविष्कृतं मेघमृदङ्गनादै- र्वनेषु संगीतमिव प्रवृत्तम् ॥ ३६ ॥
“With the sweet voice of the lute that is the bee, with the throat-rhythm raised by the frogs, revealed by the drum-sounds of the clouds, a concert seems to have begun in the woods.
क्वचित् प्रनृत्तैः क्वचिदुन्नदद्भिः क्वचिच्च वृक्षाग्रनिषण्णकायैः । व्यालम्बबर्हाभरणैर्मयूरै- र्वनेषु संगीतमिव प्रवृत्तम् ॥ ३७ ॥
“With peacocks, in places dancing, in places crying out, in places their bodies perched on treetops, their ornaments of tails hanging down, a concert seems to have begun in the woods.
स्वनैर्घनानां प्लवगाः प्रबुद्धा विहाय निद्रां चिरसंनिरुद्धाम् । अनेकरूपाकृतिवर्णनादा नवाम्बुधाराभिहता नदन्ति ॥ ३८ ॥
“Woken by the sounds of the clouds, leaving the long-restrained sleep, the frogs of many forms, shapes, colours and voices, struck by the new streams of water, cry out.
नद्यः समुद्वाहितचक्रवाका- स्तटानि शीर्णान्यपवाहयित्वा । दृप्ता नवप्रावृतपूर्णभोगा- दृतं स्वभर्तारमुपोपयान्ति ॥ ३९ ॥
“The rivers, carrying chakravakas, sweeping away crumbled banks, proud, their full bodies covered anew, go quickly near their own husband.
नीलेषु नीला नववारिपूर्णा मेघेषु मेघाः प्रतिभान्ति सक्ताः । दवाग्निदग्धेषु दवाग्निदग्धाः शैलेषु शैला इव बद्धमूलाः ॥ ४० ॥
“Dark clouds full of new water, clinging to dark clouds, appear like mountains burned by forest fire clinging to mountains burned by forest fire, rooted fast.
प्रमत्तसंनादितबर्हिणानि सशक्रगोपाकुलशाद्वलानि । चरन्ति नीपार्जुनवासितानि गजाः सुरम्याणि वनान्तराणि ॥ ४१ ॥
“The elephants roam lovely woodlands resounding with maddened peacocks, with meadows full of cochineal insects, scented with nipa and arjuna.
नवाम्बुधाराहतकेसराणि द्रुतं परित्यज्य सरोरुहाणि । कदम्बपुष्पाणि सकेसराणि नवानि हृष्टा भ्रमराः पिबन्ति ॥ ४२ ॥
“Quickly leaving the lotuses, whose filaments are struck by new streams of water, the delighted bees drink the new kadamba flowers with their filaments.
मत्ता गजेन्द्रा मुदिता गवेन्द्रा वनेषु विक्रान्ततरा मृगेन्द्राः । रम्या नगेन्द्राः निभृता नरेन्द्राः प्रक्रीडितो वारिधरैः सुरेन्द्रः ॥ ४३ ॥
“The lordly elephants are in rut, the lordly bulls delighted, the lordly beasts more valiant in the woods, the lordly mountains lovely, the lords of men at rest, the lord of the gods at play with the clouds.
मेघाः समुद्भूतसमुद्रनादा महाजलौघैर्गगनावलम्बाः । नदीस्तटाकानि सरांसि वापी- र्महीं च कृत्स्नामपवाहयन्ति ॥ ४४ ॥
“The clouds, with the roar of the ocean risen, hanging from the sky with great floods of water, sweep away rivers, ponds, lakes, wells and the whole earth.
वर्षप्रवेगा विपुलाः पतन्ति प्रवान्ति वाताः समुदीर्णवेगाः । प्रणष्टकूलाः प्रवहन्ति शीघ्रं नद्यो जलं विप्रतिपन्नमार्गाः ॥ ४५ ॥
“Vast rushes of rain fall; winds blow with risen force; rivers, their banks gone, quickly carry their water, their courses lost.
नरैर्नरेन्द्रा इव पर्वतेन्द्राः सुरेन्द्रदत्तैः पवनोपनीतैः । घनाम्बुकुम्भैरभिषिच्यमाना रूपं श्रियं स्वामिव दर्शयन्ति ॥ ४६ ॥
“The lordly mountains, being consecrated with pitchers of cloud-water given by the lord of the gods and brought by the wind, like lords of men by men, show their own form and glory.
घनोपगूढं गगनं न तारा न भास्करो दर्शनमभ्युपैति । नवैर्जलौघैर्धरणी वितृप्ता तमोविलिप्ता न दिशः प्रकाशाः ॥ ४७ ॥
“The sky is wrapped in clouds; neither star nor sun comes into view. The earth is sated with new floods; the directions, smeared with darkness, are not bright.
महान्ति कूटानि महीधराणां धाराविधौतान्यधिकं विभान्ति । महाप्रमाणैर्विपुलैः प्रपातै- र्मुक्ताकलापैरिव लम्बमानैः ॥ ४८ ॥
“The great peaks of the mountains, washed by the streams, shine more, with vast, huge cascades hanging like strings of pearls.
शैलोपलप्रस्खलमानवेगाः शैलोत्तमानां विपुलाः प्रपाताः । गुहासु संनादितबर्हिणासु हारा विकीर्यन्त इवावभान्ति ॥ ४९ ॥
“The vast cascades of the best of mountains, their speed stumbling on the mountain rocks, shine like necklaces scattered in the caves where peacocks cry.
शीघ्रप्रवेगा विपुलाः प्रपाता निर्धौतशृङ्गोपतला गिरीणाम् । मुक्ताकलापप्रतिमाः पतन्तो महागुहोत्सङ्गतलैर्ध्रियन्ते ॥ ५० ॥
“The swift, vast cascades of the mountains, washing the peaks and their bases, falling like strings of pearls, are caught in the laps of great caves.
सुरतामर्दविच्छिन्नाः स्वर्गस्त्रीहारमौक्तिकाः । पतन्ति चातुला दिक्षु तोयधाराः समन्ततः ॥ ५१ ॥
“Like the pearls of heavenly women’s necklaces broken in the crush of love, the matchless streams of water fall in the directions on every side.
विलीयमानैर्विहगैर्निमीलद्भिश्च पङ्कजैः । विकसन्त्या च मालत्या गतोऽस्तं ज्ञायते रविः ॥ ५२ ॥
“By the birds settling in to rest, by the closing lotuses, and by the opening malati, it is known that the sun has set.
वृत्ता यात्रा नरेन्द्राणां सेना पथ्येव वर्तते । वैराणि चैव मार्गाश्च सलिलेन समीकृताः ॥ ५३ ॥
“The marches of kings have ended; the army stays on the road. Enmities and roads alike have been levelled by water.
मासि प्रौष्ठपदे ब्रह्म ब्राह्मणानां विवक्षताम् । अयमध्यायसमयः सामगानामुपस्थितः ॥ ५४ ॥
“In the month of Praushthapada, the time of study has arrived for the Sama-singing brahmanas who wish to recite the Veda.
निवृत्तकर्मायतनो नूनं संचितसंचयः । आषाढीमभ्युपगतो भरतः कोसलाधिपः ॥ ५५ ॥
“Surely Bharata, lord of Kosala, his works of building ceased, his stores gathered, has undertaken the Ashadhi.
नूनमापूर्यमाणायाः सरय्वा वर्धते रयः । मां समीक्ष्य समायान्तमयोध्याया इव स्वनः ॥ ५६ ॥
“Surely the speed of the filling Sarayu rises, like the noise of Ayodhya seeing me coming home.
इमाः स्फीतगुणा वर्षाः सुग्रीवः सुखमश्नुते । विजितारिः सदारश्च राज्ये महति च स्थितः ॥ ५७ ॥
“Sugriva enjoys these rains rich in good things at ease, his enemy conquered, with his wife, established in a great kingdom.
अहं तु हृतदारश्च राज्याच्च महतश्च्युतः । नदीकूलमिव क्लिन्नमवसीदामि लक्ष्मण ॥ ५८ ॥
“But I, my wife carried off and fallen from a great kingdom, sink like a sodden riverbank, Lakshmana.
शोकश्च मम विस्तीर्णो वर्षाश्च भृशदुर्गमाः । रावणश्च महाञ्छत्रुरपारः प्रतिभाति मे ॥ ५९ ॥
“My grief is wide, and the rains are very hard to pass, and Ravana, the great enemy, appears to me without a far shore.
अयात्रां चैव दृष्ट्वेमां मार्गांश्च भृशदुर्गमान् । प्रणते चैव सुग्रीवे न मया किंचिदीरितम् ॥ ६० ॥
“Seeing this no-marching and the very difficult roads, I said nothing, though Sugriva had bowed.
अपि चापि परिक्लिष्टं चिराद् दारैः समागतम् । आत्मकार्यगरीयस्त्वाद् वक्तुं नेच्छामि वानरम् ॥ ६१ ॥
“And besides, I do not wish to speak to the monkey, who was long afflicted and has only lately come together with his wife, though my own task weighs heavily.
स्वयमेव हि विश्रम्य ज्ञात्वा कालमुपागतम् । उपकारं च सुग्रीवो वेत्स्यते नात्र संशयः ॥ ६२ ॥
“Having rested, Sugriva will know of himself that the time has come, and the help; there is no doubt here.
तस्मात् कालप्रतीक्षोऽहं स्थितोऽस्मि शुभलक्षण । सुग्रीवस्य नदीनां च प्रसादमभिकांक्षयन् ॥ ६३ ॥
“So I stand waiting for the time, you of auspicious marks, desiring the favour of Sugriva and of the rivers.
उपकारेण वीरो हि प्रतीकारेण युज्यते । अकृतज्ञोऽप्रतिकृतो हन्ति सत्त्ववतां मनः ॥ ६४ ॥
“A hero who has been helped is joined with repaying; the ungrateful one who does not repay wounds the minds of the strong.”
अथैवमुक्तः प्रणिधाय लक्ष्मणः कृताञ्जलिस्तत् प्रतिपूज्य भाषितम् । उवाच रामं स्वभिरामदर्शनं प्रदर्शयन् दर्शनमात्मनः शुभम् ॥ ६५ ॥
Then, spoken to so, Lakshmana, considering, with joined palms, honouring that speech, spoke to Rama, lovely to look on, showing his own good judgment:
यदुक्तमेतत् तव सर्वमीप्सितं नरेन्द्र कर्ता नचिराद्धरीश्वरः । शरत्प्रतीक्षः क्षमतामिमं भवान् जलप्रपातं रिपुनिग्रहे धृतः ॥ ६६ ॥
“All this that you have said and wish for, lord of men, the lord of the monkeys will do before long. Waiting for autumn, bear this downpour of water, resolved on subduing the enemy.”