Lakshman Rao U
The son of Vayu, Hanuman, received a head ornament from Sita, the daughter of King Janaka. He preserved it with deep devotion. Upon receiving this precious token, his spirits soared immeasurably. Sita said to him, “Give this ‘identity’ to Rama. On seeing it, his memory will revolve around me, my father King Dasaratha, and my…
The son of Vayu, Hanuman, deeply understood the inner meaning behind the words of Janaka’s daughter, Sita. Adept in conversation and filled with reverence, Hanuman said: “O virtuous and devoted Sita Devi, the pious glow on your face fills me with faith and strengthens my confidence. Your reasoning is graceful and fitting for a chaste…
Glowing like the cool moon, having regained her composure, Sita began to speak meaningfully to Hanuman, the son of Vayu: “Hanuman, your words that Rama is consumed by grief and sorrow for me are like poisoned delight. Though sweet, they pierce my heart. God binds all beings—whether in wealth or poverty, in joy or grief—with…
The daughter of King Janaka, Sita, heard of Rama’s grace from Hanuman. In a spirit of earnest curiosity, she asked, “O Hanuman, where did you meet Rama? How do you know Lakshmana? How did humans and monkeys forge such a bond? Tell me what you observed about Rama and Lakshmana. Hearing about them will soothe…
Among the mighty monkeys, Hanuman, the son of Vayu, noble and revered, listened as Sita, the chaste princess of Videha, spoke sorrowfully, weighed down by the pain of separation. With a calm and gentle voice, he offered comfort. “O daughter of Janaka,” Hanuman said, “I come not as a stranger, but as the messenger of…
Though Sita, scion of auspicious fortune and pious omens, stood unshaken by the wavering tides of mortal emotions, time, ever impartial and inexorable, seeks to test every being, be it animate or inanimate. In but a fleeting moment, she stumbled, descending into the abyss of anguish, losing the delicate balance of her steadfast heart. Ravana’s…
Like clusters of fully bloomed lotuses unfolding upon tranquil waters, the moonlight tenderly graced the heavens. As a regal swan glides upon crystalline blue depths, so did the moon ascend the vast expanse of the night sky. The cool, silken glow spread across the land, as though offering solace to the son of Vayu in…
Lakshmana Rao U In the sacred verses of the Śruti and the Upaniṣads, Śiva is extolled as one of the primordial forces governing the cosmos. Though later adorned as the cosmic Yogi, his essence remains undiminished, pervading all existence. Revered as the Destroyer, he first emerged as Rudra, the tempestuous lord of storms, evoking both…
