Sri Rama Charita Manasa - Shri Sita Ram Foundation, USA

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asa jiya° jåni dasånana sa≈gå, calå råma pada prema abha≈gå.
mana ati haraa janåva na teh∂, åju dekhihau° parama saneh∂.4.
ìTherefore, considering the welfare of your race you had better return home.î
When he heard this he flared up and showered many abuses on Mår∂ca. ìYou fool, you
presume to teach me as if you were my preceptor. Tell me which warrior in this world
is a match for me.î Then Mår∂ca thought to himself, ìIt does not do one good to make
enemies of the following nine, viz., one skilled in the use of a weapon, he who knows
oneís secret, a powerful master, a dunce, a wealthy man, a physician, a panegyrist, a
poet, an expert cook.î Either way he saw he must die: hence he sought refuge in the
Lord of Raghus. ìIf I argue further, the wretch would kill me; why, then, should I not be
killed by ›r∂ Råmaís arrows?î Pondering thus in his mind he accompanied Råvaƒa,
unremitting in his devotion to ›r∂ Råmaís feet. He felt extremely delighted at the thought
that he would be able to behold his greatest friend (›r∂ Råma), even though he would not
reveal his joy to Råvana. (1ó4)
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Cha≈.:nija parama pr∂tama dekhi locana suphala kari sukha påihau°,
‹r∂ sahita anuja sameta kæpåniketa pada mana låihau°.
nirbåna dåyaka krodha jå kara bhagati abasahi basakar∂,
nija påni sara sa≈dhåni so mohi badhihi sukhasågara har∂.
ìMy eyes will be rewarded when I behold my most beloved lord to my great
exultation and I shall fix my thoughts on the feet of the All-merciful accompanied by S∂tå
and His younger brother. To think that ›r∂ Hari, the Ocean of Bliss, whose very wrath
confers final beatitude and who, though subject to none gives Himself up entirely to the
will of His devotees, will fit an arrow with His own hands to His bow and slay me!î
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Do.: mama påche° dhara dhåvata dhare° saråsana båna,
phiri phiri prabhuhi bilokihau° dhanya na mo sama åna.26.
ìAs He runs after me on foot, carrying His bow and arrow, I shall again and again
turn in order to get a sight of my lord ! No one else is so blessed as I am.î (26)
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