सुसुखे हि बहुद्रव्ये तस्मिन् हि धरणीधरे। वसतस्तस्य रामस्य रतिरल्पापि नाभवत्
Though the mountain was pleasant and rich in resources, even while living there, Rāma found little joy.
हृतां हि भार्यां स्मरतः प्राणेभ्योऽपि गरीयसीम्। उदयाभ्युदितं दृष्ट्वा शशाङ्कं च विशेषतः
For, remembering his wife, who was dearer than life, especially when he saw the rising moon.
आविवेश न तं निद्रा निशासु शयनं गतम्। तत्समुत्थेन शोकेन बाष्पोपहतचेतनम्
Sleep did not come to him at night when he lay down, his mind overwhelmed by grief and tears.
तं शोचमानं काकुत्स्थं नित्यं शोकपरायणम्। तुल्यदुःखोऽब्रवीद्भ्राता लक्ष्मणोऽनुनयं वचः
Lakṣmaṇa, sharing the same sorrow, spoke conciliatory words to the grieving Kākutstha, who was always immersed in distress.
अलं वीर व्यथां गत्वा न त्वं शोचितुमर्हसि। शोचतो ह्यवसीदन्ति सर्वार्था विदितं हि ते
Enough, hero, with your anguish; you should not grieve. For all endeavors fail when one grieves, as you well know.
भवान् क्रियापरो लोके भवान् देवपरायणः। आस्तिको धर्मशीलश्च व्यवसायी च राघव
You are devoted to action in this world, you are dedicated to the gods, you are faithful, righteous, and resolute, O Rāghava.
न ह्यव्यवसितः शत्रुं राक्षसं तं विशेषतः। समर्थस्त्वं रणे हन्तुं विक्रमे जिह्मकारिणम्
Indeed, without resolve, one cannot defeat an enemy, especially that Rākṣasa. You are capable of slaying the deceitful one in battle with your valor.
समुन्मूलय शोकं त्वं व्यवसायं स्थिरीकुरु। ततः सपरिवारं तं राक्षसं हन्तुमर्हसि
Uproot your sorrow and strengthen your resolve; then you will be able to destroy that Rākṣasa along with his kin.
पृथिवीमपि काकुत्स्थ ससागरवनाचलाम्। परिवर्तयितुं शक्तः किं पुनस्तं हि रावणम्
O Kākutstha, you are able to overturn even the earth with its oceans, forests, and mountains—what then of that Rāvaṇa?
शरत्कालं प्रतीक्षस्व प्रावृट्कालोऽयमागतः। ततः सराष्ट्रं सगणं रावणं तं वधिष्यसि
Wait for the autumn season; the rainy season has now arrived. Then you will slay Rāvaṇa, along with his realm and followers.
अहं तु खलु ते वीर्यं प्रसुप्तं प्रतिबोधये। दीप्तैराहुतिभिः काले भस्मच्छन्नमिवानलम्
I will awaken your dormant strength, like kindling a fire covered in ashes with bright offerings at the proper time.
लक्ष्मणस्य हि तद् वाक्यं प्रतिपूज्य हितं शुभम्। राघवः सुहृदं स्निग्धमिदं वचनमब्रवीत्
Honoring Lakṣmaṇa's beneficial and auspicious words, Rāghava spoke these affectionate words to his dear friend.
वाच्यं यदनुरक्तेन स्निग्धेन च हितेन च। सत्यविक्रमयुक्तेन तदुक्तं लक्ष्मण त्वया
What should be spoken by one who is devoted, affectionate, and well-wishing, endowed with truth and valor, has indeed been spoken by you, Lakṣmaṇa.
एष शोकः परित्यक्तः सर्वकार्यावसादकः। विक्रमेष्वप्रतिहतं तेजः प्रोत्साहयाम्यहम्
This sorrow, which undermines all endeavors, is now abandoned; I encourage your undiminished energy in valorous deeds.
शरत्कालं प्रतीक्षिष्ये स्थितोऽस्मि वचने तव। सुग्रीवस्य नदीनां च प्रसादमनुपालयन्
I will wait for the autumn season, as you have advised, and I will seek the favor of Sugrīva and the rivers.
उपकारेण वीरस्तु प्रतिकारेण युज्यते। अकृतज्ञोऽप्रतिकृतो हन्ति सत्त्ववतां मनः
A hero is bound by repayment for help; ingratitude and failure to reciprocate destroy the minds of the noble.
तदेव युक्तं प्रणिधाय लक्ष्मणः कृताञ्जलिस्तत् प्रतिपूज्य भाषितम्। उवाच रामं स्वभिरामदर्शनं प्रदर्शयन् दर्शनमात्मनः शुभम्
Lakṣmaṇa, reflecting on this, with joined palms, honored those words and spoke to Rāma, revealing his own auspicious intent.
यथोक्तमेतत् तव सर्वमीप्सितं नरेन्द्र कर्ता नचिरात् तु वानरः। शरत्प्रतीक्षः क्षमतामिमं भवान् जलप्रपातं रिपुनिग्रहे धृतः
All that you desire will soon be accomplished, O king; the monkey will act as you have said. Await the autumn, endure this rainfall, and be steadfast in subduing the enemy.
नियम्य कोपं परिपाल्यतां शरत् क्षमस्व मासांश्चतुरो मया सह। वसाचलेऽस्मिन् मृगराजसेविते संवर्तयन् शत्रुवधे समर्थः
Restrain your anger, preserve the autumn, endure four months with me; dwell on this mountain, frequented by lions, preparing for the destruction of the enemy.
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Listen now to the twenty-eighth chapter. In the glorious Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa, in the Kiṣkindhā Kāṇḍa, the twenty-eighth chapter.
स तदा वालिनं हत्वा सुग्रीवमभिषिच्य च। वसन् माल्यवतः पृष्ठे रामो लक्ष्मणमब्रवीत्
Then, having slain Vāli and installed Sugrīva, Rāma, dwelling on the slope of Mālyavat, spoke to Lakṣmaṇa.
अयं स कालः सम्प्राप्तः समयोऽद्य जलागमः। सम्पश्य त्वं नभो मेघैः संवृतं गिरिसंनिभैः
Now that time has arrived, the season of rains is here today; look, the sky is covered with clouds, massive as mountains.
नवमासधृतं गर्भं भास्करस्य गभस्तिभिः। पीत्वा रसं समुद्राणां द्यौः प्रसूते रसायनम्
The sky, having borne the sun’s rays like a pregnancy for nine months, now, having drunk the essence of the oceans, gives birth to the elixir of rain.
शक्यमम्बरमारुह्य मेघसोपानपंक्तिभिः। कुटजार्जुनमालाभिरलंकर्तुं दिवाकरः
The sun could ascend the sky, adorned with rows of cloud-steps, and deck itself with garlands of kuṭaja and arjuna flowers.
संध्यारागोत्थितैस्ताम्रैरन्तेष्वपि च पाण्डुभिः। स्निग्धैरभ्रपटच्छेदैर्बद्धव्रणमिवाम्बरम्
With red and pale streaks at the edges, born from the glow of twilight, and glossy rents in the cloud-veil, the sky appears as if bandaged with wounds.
मन्दमारुतिनिःश्वासं संध्याचन्दनरञ्जितम्। आपाण्डुजलदं भाति कामातुरमिवाम्बरम्
The sky, faintly exhaling with gentle breezes, tinged with the sandalwood hue of dusk, and pale with clouds, shines like a lovesick soul.
एषा घर्मपरिक्लिष्टा नववारिपरिप्लुता। सीतेव शोकसंतप्ता मही बाष्पं विमुञ्चति
This earth, scorched by the heat and now drenched with fresh water, seems to weep like a woman tormented by sorrow.
मेघोदरविनिर्मुक्ताः कर्पूरदलशीतलाः। शक्यमञ्जलिभिः पातुं वाताः केतकगन्धिनः
The winds, released from the bellies of clouds, cool as camphor petals, and fragrant with ketaka, could be drunk with cupped hands.
एष फुल्लार्जुनः शैलः केतकैरभिवासितः। सुग्रीव इव शान्तारिर्धाराभिरभिषिच्यते
See this mountain, its arjuna trees in full bloom, perfumed by ketaka, being anointed by streams, like Sugriva, pacified and crowned.
मेघकृष्णाजिनधरा धारायज्ञोपवीतिनः। मारुतापूरितगुहाः प्राधीता इव पर्वताः
The mountains, draped in black cloud-skins and garlanded with streams like sacred threads, their caves filled with wind, seem like priests reciting Vedic hymns.