A hungry baby mistook the rising sun for a ripe fruit.
When Hanumān was a tiny child, he woke one morning hungry and saw the sun glowing red on the horizon.
Mistaking it for a sweet, ripe fruit, the playful baby leapt into the sky to pluck it.
Higher and higher he soared, fearless and full of wonder, reaching toward the blazing sphere.
The gods, astonished by such strength in one so small, gently intervened, and Hanumān was returned to earth — blessed, it is said, with many divine gifts that would one day serve Rāma.
Even in infancy, his boundless courage and innocent heart hinted at the great devotee he would become.
Illustration: AI-generated (Vedha360)