Friday, 19 October 2018
Wednesday, 10 October 2018
Lucknow the Capital City of Uttar Pradesh Named After Laxman
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uttar_Pradesh#History
https://www.google.com/search?q=Laxman+Teela
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucknow
http://www.lucknowonline.in
http://lucknowpulse.com/
http://www.lucknow.org.uk
https://nowlucknow.com/
http://www.lkouniv.ac.in
http://lucknow.nic.in
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=lucknow
https://www.slideshare.net/search/slideshow?searchfrom=header&q=lucknow
Thursday, 16 August 2018
Sons
- Prahast,
- Atikay and
- Indrajit
Monday, 13 August 2018
Tuesday, 31 July 2018
Sunday, 22 July 2018
Friday, 20 July 2018
Friday, 6 July 2018
Sunday, 1 July 2018
Sunday, 15 April 2018
Saturday, 6 January 2018
Bridge
sugreev suggested to take a safe route via land but tht could take them 365 days to reach lanka...lord haumana said tht he could fly to lanka so he will carry lord rama and lord lakshmana and other members and will fly but lord rama rejected it as th would consume lots of energy of lord hanumana and he wanted lord hanumana to be at his side ...jamban (bear) said to swim across the ocean... lord lakshmana who was listening to this conversation sulked and said if they wont die swimming they would certainly fight the battle then lord rama asked for his suggestion to which lord lakshmana replied "we should construct the ship and sail across the ocean"...but sugreev said the troop will require lots of ships and no one in the troop knows the art of building the ship and then it would plunder the forest which he didnt wanted... lord rama said he dont want to plunder the forest there must be some other way out he would request the ocean god to show him the way lord lakshman wasn't happy he went away after some time lord rama stood beside him and asked wht was the matter
lord lakshmana replied in the low tone "y do u suspect my abilities lord rama u know i have build lots of boats during the exile and have learnt the techniques and mechanism from various sages.. allow me i will construct a ship in no time and i assure u we will reach the lanka henceforth"
lord rama smiled and said" i never suspect u lakshmana who better than I know ur immense power i know constructing the ship is lot easier task for u but sometimes for the sake of dharma one has to opt for a difficult route and impossible task"
lord lakshmana didnt said anything and after three days wen lord rama threatened ocean god and ocean god asked him to build the stone bridge lord rama looked at lakshmana and he understood wht lord rama meant...ramsetu wasnt just the bridge tht he build on the ocean but it was the faith and belief he build in the mind of ppl NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE ! IF HEART AND MIND IS DEVOTED TO THY GOD STONE CAN FLOAT ON WATER ! Embarrassed
Tibet
wen lord rama went after marich the golden deer and the the demon shouted for help ...sita insisted lakshmana to go to him ignoring his warning tht probably its just a demonic imitation she insulted lakshmana by saying tht he desired her... in tibetian verision of ramayana (popular in some provinces) it is mentioned tht wen sita sent lakshmana after rama she not only accused him of having design on her but added a curse on him saying "Perhaps the younger brother thinks in his mind tht wen elder brother is dead he will live together with me...if i do not want it whoever touch me against my wish be burned " and hence she cursed lakshmana but little did she knew the curse tht she uttered protected her not against the innocent lakshmana but against ravana ...who held her captive but couldnt touch her... truly a curse tht turned into boon for herself
https://books.google.co.in/books?id=G4pgM3birUwC&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false
https://books.google.co.in/books?id=G4pgM3birUwC&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false
Lanka to Ayodhya to Nepal
अपि स्वर्णमयी लङ्का न मे लक्ष्मण रोचते ।
जननी जन्मà¤ूमिश्च स्वर्गादपि गरीयसी ।।
After defeating Ravana, and freeing Sita, Lord Rama established Vibhishana as the ruler of Lanka.
Rama's younger brother, Lakshmana, requested him to stay for some more time in Lanka, as it was such a beautiful city.
Rama replied that he was not tempted to tarry there. He did not like (न मे रोचते) Lanka (लङ्का) , even though it was filled with gold (अपि स्वर्णमयी), and very wonderful.
In Rama's view, ones's mother and one's motherland (जननी जन्मà¤ूमिश्च), were both superior to even heaven (स्वर्गादपि गरीयसी).
So how could a mere earthly city like Lanka keep him from returning to Ayodhya ?
The coat of arms of Nepal was changed in December, 2006, to include the flag of Nepal, Mount Everest, green hills, etc., plus a white silhouette in the shape of Nepal. The national motto of Nepal, though, written on the earlier coat of arms, was retained in the new one too.
It is-" जननी जन्मà¤ूमिश्च स्वर्गादपि गरीयसी l "!
https://books.google.co.in/books?id=G4pgM3birUwC&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false
last rites
many ppl doesnt agree with the words sitaji spoke to lakshmana at panchvati There is no doubt that the accusations that she levelled against him that day burns the heart and made even Lakshmana to react strongly
Words tht were uttered in anger no doubt. But then, who is not guilty of that sin? Who can be exempted..., 'The words uttered in anger give a clue to the mind, for they slip off when the mind is off-guard.' That may be true in stray instances. But it cannot be the general rule and the guiding factor, always. Not certainly in the case of Sita and Lakshmana.
On the contrary, the better thing is to trust the words of the mind when it is calm relatively; when quietude of comparative terms rule over it.
wen hanumana came for the search for sitaji and asked her for the mssg look wht message she had for Lakshmana...sita said convey my message to lakshmana "'Lakshmana, it is your duty to come to my rescue.' There are no ifs and buts and the all-knowing, yet teasing 'even ifs' are totally absent here. '.' Realise that 'it is my duty to rush to her rescue, for I was the one who was protecting her under the orders of Rama.'You were the one who were standing guard at the behest of Rama, before I sent you in search of him. 'idai kOththu vem sirai vIdu.' You, my guard, my protector owe a duty to me to
come to my rescue and take me out of this prison.
"Rama owes a duty to himself and therefore he has to reach here.Lakshmana has the order of Rama to guard me and therefore he owes me a duty to come to my rescue. No. Not simply because of that. There is something else that demands him to do this. He is my son. He owes a duty to his mother. Listen to her."
Also let him know, Hanuman. I won't live a minute more than a month from now. Make this known to Lakshmana in particular..' My penance would come to an end in a period of a month.' if he does not turn up here within that time, ',' let him not come here at all. Let him go to the banks of the Ganges. 'Let him perform my last rites there in the banks of Ganges, with his palms of the colour of lotus petals.
If they do not come within the specified time limit, let them go back to Ayodhya and let Lakshmana perform my last rites in the banks of Ganges, for I would not be living any more.
That speaks volumes of the love that she has for Lakshmana as their own child. Who else can perform the last rites, but the son? there was no request in her words ...only the authority tht she has over lakshmana the undying and pure love tht she has for lakshmana tht she wants him to perform her last rites...Clap
Words tht were uttered in anger no doubt. But then, who is not guilty of that sin? Who can be exempted..., 'The words uttered in anger give a clue to the mind, for they slip off when the mind is off-guard.' That may be true in stray instances. But it cannot be the general rule and the guiding factor, always. Not certainly in the case of Sita and Lakshmana.
On the contrary, the better thing is to trust the words of the mind when it is calm relatively; when quietude of comparative terms rule over it.
wen hanumana came for the search for sitaji and asked her for the mssg look wht message she had for Lakshmana...sita said convey my message to lakshmana "'Lakshmana, it is your duty to come to my rescue.' There are no ifs and buts and the all-knowing, yet teasing 'even ifs' are totally absent here. '.' Realise that 'it is my duty to rush to her rescue, for I was the one who was protecting her under the orders of Rama.'You were the one who were standing guard at the behest of Rama, before I sent you in search of him. 'idai kOththu vem sirai vIdu.' You, my guard, my protector owe a duty to me to
come to my rescue and take me out of this prison.
"Rama owes a duty to himself and therefore he has to reach here.Lakshmana has the order of Rama to guard me and therefore he owes me a duty to come to my rescue. No. Not simply because of that. There is something else that demands him to do this. He is my son. He owes a duty to his mother. Listen to her."
Also let him know, Hanuman. I won't live a minute more than a month from now. Make this known to Lakshmana in particular..' My penance would come to an end in a period of a month.' if he does not turn up here within that time, ',' let him not come here at all. Let him go to the banks of the Ganges. 'Let him perform my last rites there in the banks of Ganges, with his palms of the colour of lotus petals.
If they do not come within the specified time limit, let them go back to Ayodhya and let Lakshmana perform my last rites in the banks of Ganges, for I would not be living any more.
That speaks volumes of the love that she has for Lakshmana as their own child. Who else can perform the last rites, but the son? there was no request in her words ...only the authority tht she has over lakshmana the undying and pure love tht she has for lakshmana tht she wants him to perform her last rites...Clap
Strangled
"Son, Any decision you take must be right
Why would father object knowing your character's might?"
"I've decided to live in the forest for fourteen years
This very thought brings in him endless tears"
Hearing this Kausalya started to sob
Pleading Rama not to take up the job
Rama became sad seeing His mother's sorrow
Disturbed by this, Lakshman took up his arrow
He strung his bow and twitched it loud
In a moment he became a thunder cloud
In a fit of anger, like a lion he roared
To lofty heights his anger had soared
"Brother, being a Hero why do you worry
The cause of this trouble I've decided to bury
Just take up your bow and come with me
If you wish not to fight, leave it to me"
"I'll tear Kaikeyi into a thousand pieces
And also her husband who silently eases
Not daring to speak against injustice
Pampering that seductive wife of his
Rama smiled like a mother on seeing her child
Amused on seeing his brother, turn so wild
Asked Lakshman to give up arms and take some rest
And started to speak, caressing Lakshman's cheeks and chest
"Brother, if you get angry and start to shoot
Even the hugest mountains you could uproot
But there is always a time to show your might
Not against our father you must propose to fight"
"Not because he's our beloved father, I say this
He is already in pain, you must not add to his.
And those words of disrespect against our father
Never again speak them that's my order"
Strangled by Rama's words of love and truth
Lakshman contained in his heart, his wrath and ruth
And promised Rama that he will never speak like that
Hoping to get from Rama an appreciative pat.
Why would father object knowing your character's might?"
"I've decided to live in the forest for fourteen years
This very thought brings in him endless tears"
Hearing this Kausalya started to sob
Pleading Rama not to take up the job
Rama became sad seeing His mother's sorrow
Disturbed by this, Lakshman took up his arrow
He strung his bow and twitched it loud
In a moment he became a thunder cloud
In a fit of anger, like a lion he roared
To lofty heights his anger had soared
"Brother, being a Hero why do you worry
The cause of this trouble I've decided to bury
Just take up your bow and come with me
If you wish not to fight, leave it to me"
"I'll tear Kaikeyi into a thousand pieces
And also her husband who silently eases
Not daring to speak against injustice
Pampering that seductive wife of his
Rama smiled like a mother on seeing her child
Amused on seeing his brother, turn so wild
Asked Lakshman to give up arms and take some rest
And started to speak, caressing Lakshman's cheeks and chest
"Brother, if you get angry and start to shoot
Even the hugest mountains you could uproot
But there is always a time to show your might
Not against our father you must propose to fight"
"Not because he's our beloved father, I say this
He is already in pain, you must not add to his.
And those words of disrespect against our father
Never again speak them that's my order"
Strangled by Rama's words of love and truth
Lakshman contained in his heart, his wrath and ruth
And promised Rama that he will never speak like that
Hoping to get from Rama an appreciative pat.
Friday, 5 January 2018
Kalahandi
In the Katpar-Purubadi mountain range of Kalahandi district, a holy place named Patala-Ganga is known for a legend, which says that to quench the thirst of Sita, Lakshmana brought forth water from patala by piercing an arrow into the earth. It is a natural fountain. Here, the footmarks of Rama lakshmana and Sita are worshipped in a stone.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kalahandi_district
Sitakund Vindhyachal
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Sitakund+Vindhyachal
Song on Adi Sesha(Lakshman) by Datta Swami
Harimeva sevase he Adishesha!
(Oh! Adishesha! You are always serving the Lord only).
Swaartham Kimapi Naastivaa pannagesha!
(Oh! King of serpents! Don't you have any single work, which is selfish?)
Deyam kimavashishtam te soumithre!
(Oh! Son of Sumithra! What is left over, which I did not give you?)
Atmaanameva Arpayaami Ahinayaka!
(Oh! Leader of serpents! Only I am left over and hence, I am dedicating Myself to you).
Apadamastakavapuriva Bhava Vasuke!
(Oh! Vasuki! From top to bottom I am in constant association with your body just like My soul is in constant association with this body. Hence, you are also like My body).
(Oh! Adishesha! You are always serving the Lord only).
Swaartham Kimapi Naastivaa pannagesha!
(Oh! King of serpents! Don't you have any single work, which is selfish?)
Deyam kimavashishtam te soumithre!
(Oh! Son of Sumithra! What is left over, which I did not give you?)
Atmaanameva Arpayaami Ahinayaka!
(Oh! Leader of serpents! Only I am left over and hence, I am dedicating Myself to you).
Apadamastakavapuriva Bhava Vasuke!
(Oh! Vasuki! From top to bottom I am in constant association with your body just like My soul is in constant association with this body. Hence, you are also like My body).
illa
during the forest exile ram sitaji and lakshmanji decided to halt at ramchandrapuram a place near pondicherry...rama aksed lakshmana to build the cottage...accordingly lakshmana went in the forest...in the forest lakshmana was collecting dry woods uanware about a girl who was looking at him..from a distance the girl was illa (illa means extremely beautiful) a daughter in law of sage kavyadarsha she was virgin widow of prabanda the son of sage kavyadarsha also known as bhavita she spotted lakshmana and immediately fell for him slowly she came and embraced lakshmana from behind and asked him to make her his wife...lakshmana was preplexed and suprised he asked her to stay away but girl didnt budge...lakshmana struggled hard to free himself... in the struggle the girl fell on the river godavari and the crocodile who was waiting there caught her legs in its jaws
at first lakshmana thought to let go but his kind and merciful heart did not allow him to do so he killed the crocodile and saved the girl immediately illa fell on the feet of lakshmana the girl apologized and weeped here lakshmana thought to immolate himself as he thought his body was contaminated by the evil touch of lustful woman there came sage kavyadarsha father in law in search for her and said to "lakshmana dont take such drastic actionsthe fault lies in the girl i will burnt her alive" lakshmana was kind hearted he pleaded mercy for the girl then sage kavyadarsha made him sit on the ground the with his occult power poured divine water on lakshmana to remove the dust of the girl's dusty desires and the river formed there known as laskhmana ganga this is independant stream tht flows into godavari before merging in the sea and whoever drinks the water from this stream is purified in mind and thought
at first lakshmana thought to let go but his kind and merciful heart did not allow him to do so he killed the crocodile and saved the girl immediately illa fell on the feet of lakshmana the girl apologized and weeped here lakshmana thought to immolate himself as he thought his body was contaminated by the evil touch of lustful woman there came sage kavyadarsha father in law in search for her and said to "lakshmana dont take such drastic actionsthe fault lies in the girl i will burnt her alive" lakshmana was kind hearted he pleaded mercy for the girl then sage kavyadarsha made him sit on the ground the with his occult power poured divine water on lakshmana to remove the dust of the girl's dusty desires and the river formed there known as laskhmana ganga this is independant stream tht flows into godavari before merging in the sea and whoever drinks the water from this stream is purified in mind and thought
Rekha
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lakshmana_rekha
after ram's victory shri ram ordered lakshmana to lit the fire. haumana couldn't see Mother Sita would walk into the fire, after all that trouble. So he left that place. And Vibhisana also left that place. Laksmana was a thankless person all the time. He was always given the thankless jobs. So he went to Mother Sita and told her, "Please come, and go into the fire." Sitadevi climbed into the fire. She was sitting on the fire and the fire was glowing. Nothing happened to her. That's all there in Ramayana. But something did happen. What happened was that Agni came there and brought the original Sita. Sita was actually never in Sri Lanka. This was a big scandal. This scandal was arranged by Laksmana. When Marica got the arrow of Ramacandra in his heart, he shouted, "Oh Laksmana! Oh Sitadevi!" Sitadevi told Laksmana, "Your brother is in trouble! You must go and save Him!" Laksmana was smiling. Sita said, "What kind of a demoniac person are you? How can you smile and laugh when your brother is getting killed by the demons?" Laksmana said, "What problem is there? When people get a problem they chant Rama's name. How can He have problem? Anyone who is afraid of an enemy, they chant Rama's name and they get protected. How can He have any enemy? He is protecting everyone in this world. How can he have a problem?" Sitadevi said, "Now I know your plan! You always wanted to have me as your wife. Now that Rama will be dead you will be happy." Laksmana closed his ears.
"Oh no! What is this?" Then she said, "If not, then you must go now." So he said, "All right, I will go." But then he thought, "I'm not just going to leave like this." So he took his Agni astra, the astra of fire, and he drew a line in front of the ashrama. He said, "You be beyond this line. Don't cross this line." he closed his eyes and asked agni dev to protect sita and took her under his protection if something happens to her So then Ravana came as a sannyasi, and he was trying to first enter the house. When he came, he touched the line and the fire came, and he couldn't go in. Then he called, "Is there anyone in the house?" Sita devi came, and Ravana asked, "Whose house is this?" Sita said, "This is the son of Dasaratha's house. He is in exile. Nobody who comes to this house goes without getting something. So I wll give you something." Then she brought some fruits. Ravana said, "I don't enter houses. I am a naisthika sannyasa. You have to come outside and bring it to me." She said, "I have been told by my protectors not to cross this line." He said, "All right, I won't take. I'm going, and I'm angry." She said, "No, no, don't go angry." He said, "Yes, all these Dasaratha and Rama, they are all just misers. They don't give any charity. I'm going, and I'll tell everyone, 'This is Rama'." So Sitadevi thought, "Oh, this is very bad. I have to protect the name of my husband." So she crossed the line. When she crossed the line, the fire came again and Agni took her to his palace. He produced a Sita who was illusory, and that was the Sita Ravana took.
http://www.iskcondesiretree.com/page/ramacandra-vijayotsava
after ram's victory shri ram ordered lakshmana to lit the fire. haumana couldn't see Mother Sita would walk into the fire, after all that trouble. So he left that place. And Vibhisana also left that place. Laksmana was a thankless person all the time. He was always given the thankless jobs. So he went to Mother Sita and told her, "Please come, and go into the fire." Sitadevi climbed into the fire. She was sitting on the fire and the fire was glowing. Nothing happened to her. That's all there in Ramayana. But something did happen. What happened was that Agni came there and brought the original Sita. Sita was actually never in Sri Lanka. This was a big scandal. This scandal was arranged by Laksmana. When Marica got the arrow of Ramacandra in his heart, he shouted, "Oh Laksmana! Oh Sitadevi!" Sitadevi told Laksmana, "Your brother is in trouble! You must go and save Him!" Laksmana was smiling. Sita said, "What kind of a demoniac person are you? How can you smile and laugh when your brother is getting killed by the demons?" Laksmana said, "What problem is there? When people get a problem they chant Rama's name. How can He have problem? Anyone who is afraid of an enemy, they chant Rama's name and they get protected. How can He have any enemy? He is protecting everyone in this world. How can he have a problem?" Sitadevi said, "Now I know your plan! You always wanted to have me as your wife. Now that Rama will be dead you will be happy." Laksmana closed his ears.
"Oh no! What is this?" Then she said, "If not, then you must go now." So he said, "All right, I will go." But then he thought, "I'm not just going to leave like this." So he took his Agni astra, the astra of fire, and he drew a line in front of the ashrama. He said, "You be beyond this line. Don't cross this line." he closed his eyes and asked agni dev to protect sita and took her under his protection if something happens to her So then Ravana came as a sannyasi, and he was trying to first enter the house. When he came, he touched the line and the fire came, and he couldn't go in. Then he called, "Is there anyone in the house?" Sita devi came, and Ravana asked, "Whose house is this?" Sita said, "This is the son of Dasaratha's house. He is in exile. Nobody who comes to this house goes without getting something. So I wll give you something." Then she brought some fruits. Ravana said, "I don't enter houses. I am a naisthika sannyasa. You have to come outside and bring it to me." She said, "I have been told by my protectors not to cross this line." He said, "All right, I won't take. I'm going, and I'm angry." She said, "No, no, don't go angry." He said, "Yes, all these Dasaratha and Rama, they are all just misers. They don't give any charity. I'm going, and I'll tell everyone, 'This is Rama'." So Sitadevi thought, "Oh, this is very bad. I have to protect the name of my husband." So she crossed the line. When she crossed the line, the fire came again and Agni took her to his palace. He produced a Sita who was illusory, and that was the Sita Ravana took.
http://www.iskcondesiretree.com/page/ramacandra-vijayotsava
General
Half Marriage
One day, Lakshmana eyes fell on a tiny sapling of lime, struggling upwards under the shade of a huge tree. He desired to plant it nearer the cottage and help it grow vigorously under his care; so, he was digging it up by the roots with intense love and attention, when the wicked and vicious sister of Ravana, Surpanakha by name, rushed into the scene!
As soon as her eyes fell on Lakshmana, she was allured by the halo of goodness and the splendour that illumined his body. She was struck dumb at the unexpected vision. She suddenly transformed herself into a charmingly pretty damsel and approached Lakshmana with amorous gestures. But, Lakshmana paid no heed; he continued his task, unaffected by the apparition. Surpanakha could not bear inattention any longer. She came close to him and in a pathetic voice, she appealed, "Lord! Why are you plunging me into despair? Cool my unbearable ardour; cast on me your loving happiness-conferring eye." Lakshmana did not react to her call; he heard her words, but he only smiled within himself at her audacity; he continued with his attempt to pluck the plant safely from the shade. Surpanakha lost patience; she prepared to draw him to herself. But, Lakshmana drew back, saying, "Mother! I am the bondslave of Sri Rama. I am not a free man; whatever I do, however small a job it may be, is done only as He commands", as a prelude to the advice he planned to give her. Hearing his words and curious to know with whom he was talking, Sita and Rama came out of the cottage into the garden. Rama noticed Surpanakha and recognised that she had changed into the damsel before him. He prepared himself for all eventualities. Meanwhile, Surpanakha pelted harsh abusive words at Lakshmana like, 'coward', and 'villain' and laughed loudly in scorn at his irresponsive behaviour. She had not noticed Rama, all her attention and anger were fixed on Lakshmana alone. She pleaded before him, "O Most Charming! Wed me and be happy. I can delight you and serve you most loyally." Lakshmana tried to ward her off by saying, "Pretty woman! I am a slave; If I wed you, you will have to live as a slave", and continuing the jocular retort, he said in fun, "Well. There is my master, Rama; if you wed him, I will be your slave." Surpanakha took him at his word; she believed that it was good strategy. She turned to the cottage which Lakshmana had pointed to her; and, there, standing near the door, laughing together at her, she found a very beautiful woman and beside her, the embodiment of masculine charm!
Surpanakha was smitten with passionate love; she ran forward to Rama and weeping out her distress, she prayed, "God of Love! God of Beauty! Accept me as yours." Rama too decided to treat her to a homily and derive some fun out of the ludicrous situation before him. He said with a chuckle, "O Beauteous Woman! I cannot wed you, for, I am under the vow of monogamy. I have my wife here; my brother, Lakshmana there, has a wife, but, she is not here. So, wed him and derive fulfilment. He is the proper person for you; approach him." At this, the woman hastened to where Lakshmana was and started her appeals once again. She said, "Your brother has agreed to the wedding; so, do not delay; accept me." Her attitude now was very humble and gentle. Lakshmana grasped the absurdity of her plight and wanted to heighten the fun. He sent her to Rama and Rama sent her back to Lakshmana several times, until she grew so desperate, and blinded by passion, she relapsed into her demonic nature! Her crooked intelligence told her that it was Sita that stood in the way of her success in this adventure of lust; for, Rama could not wed her, since Sita was by His side. If she were removed, Rama would certainly yield to her solicitations. So, she fell upon Sita in order to kill her and swallow her; for, she was a demon to the core. At this, Lakshmana stood ready, watching the face of Rama for orders. Rama realised that the woman was far gone and she had to be stopped. Feeling that an axe need not be used when the nails are enough, He raised his hand up, and counted four on his fingers, looking at Lakshmana.
Lakshmana immediately grasped the meaning of that command! Lakshmana rushed towards the demonic woman with his sword drawn; slashed off her ears and nose
even in rajasthan its a popular belief tht supernakha was bewitched by lakshmana and she persuaded him to marry her after several unsucessful attempts she commits suicide and does tapas to marry lakshmana finally she gets the boon tht she will get the oppurtunity to be his wife in the next birth ...accordingly lakshmana and supernakha are born again and in due course of time she gets the chance to marry him she completes three pheras with him and becomes his wife but before the other pheras could be completed lakshman had to leave her and he is killed in the battle he goes back to heaven and supernakha becomes the wife of lakshman but lakshman is not her husband
Source
Lakshman and Sooparnakha (varied version-ramkatha vahini by satya sai baba)
Lakhaniya Dari
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Lakhaniya+Dari
http://yogi-saraswat.blogspot.in/2016/05/lakhaniya-dari-fall-varanasi.html
http://travel-paresh.blogspot.in/2008/08/lakhaniya-dari-one-of-those-where-water.html
Ushnagundam
Ushnagundam: To the southwest of Badrachalam Andhra pradesh, there is a spot known as Ushnagundam (the hot pool) right in the bed of the Godavari. The spot is surrounded on all sides by the cool flowing current of the river when the sand is removed, hot water springs out These hot springs in the bed of the river expands about 100 square yards and if a pit is dug at any spot in that area produces hot water.
The Ramayana records this to be a site visited by Sita, Rama and Lakshman'..lakshman fetched the water for seethe devi to bathe in.
one tales suggests Lakshman here shot an arrow and the hot water fsprouted for Sita to bathe in.
The Brahmanda Puranam says these hot springs formed as a result of the celestial fire offered by the divine serpent "Adi Sesha"''''
as per the other legend lakshmana assumed the form of adi shesha and the fire offered by him made the water hot ''''
balchandran is the place where lord rama spent 11 years of the exile as per the popular belief...it is the place where sitamaa was abducted by ravana (local legend) there is a temple dedicated to lord rama sitaji and lord lakshman
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Ushnagundam
The Ramayana records this to be a site visited by Sita, Rama and Lakshman'..lakshman fetched the water for seethe devi to bathe in.
one tales suggests Lakshman here shot an arrow and the hot water fsprouted for Sita to bathe in.
The Brahmanda Puranam says these hot springs formed as a result of the celestial fire offered by the divine serpent "Adi Sesha"''''
as per the other legend lakshmana assumed the form of adi shesha and the fire offered by him made the water hot ''''
balchandran is the place where lord rama spent 11 years of the exile as per the popular belief...it is the place where sitamaa was abducted by ravana (local legend) there is a temple dedicated to lord rama sitaji and lord lakshman
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Ushnagundam
Role
- LakshmaNa - the baalya sakha
- LakshmaNa - the companion
- LakshmaNa – the husband of OormiLa
- LakshmaNa – the Assistant Administrator
- LakshmaNa – the angry young brother
- LakshmaNa – the boat builder
- LakshmaNa – the engineer
- LakshmaNa – the chef
- LakshmaNa – the scavenger
- LakshmaNa – the ambassador or envoy or commissioner
- LakshmaNa – the Security Officer or Security guard
- LakshmaNa – the Warrior
- LakshmaNa – the Minister or counselor or advisor and
- LakshmaNa – the arduous servant
separation
Raam could bear and survive many days in separation from His beloved Jaanakee; and He could even survive the separation from His dearest brother Bharat for 14 years; but anytime when the question of separation from His life-breath Lakshman arose, He could not just imagine His existence without him even for a day. He is ready to give His life when He beholds Lakshman lying unconscious and also later on in Vaalmeeki Raamaayan, Uttar Kaand also when He had to exile Lakshman, He at once decides to leave this Prithvi for His divine abode.
rambha and menaka
urmila devi had asked for the boon tht lakshmanji forget about her so tht he could concentrate on lord rama and sitaji wen ramji returned to ayodhya lakshmanji was still in his service as he didnt remember urmila his wife coz of the boon...urmila devi too didnt came to meet lakshmanji as she knew it was futile attempt as she herself had asked for the boon so she remained in her chamber and everyone else forgot about urmila they were too engaged in celebrating lord rama's return to ayodhya nidra devi who was watching the whole incident grew impateint and she came to ayodha and met lord rama...lord rama welcomed her and asked the purpose of her visit she explained the whole situation tht how she has made lord lakshmana forgot about urmila and now he doesnt remember his wife lord rama smiled and said dont worry he will make him remind of urmila and then lord rama and sitaji told lakshman about urmila...lakshman remembered urmila and taking lord rama's permission he went in her chamber urmila was in deep slumber may be she was distressed and she was exhausted...lakshmana entered her chamber and he was taken aback by urmila's beauty she was like a bud wen he left her and now she blossomed into the most beautiful flower her beauty was enchanting as rambha and menaka (the most beautiful woman on earth) her skin as white as moon her hands as delicate as cloud...her pristine face captivated him... he was stunned to see her and was looking at her beauty as the cakora bird looks at the moon and he smiled sheepishly and quitely started walking away meawhile urmila's woke up and she saw someone in her chamber since lakshman was walking away she couldnt recognize him and she grew angry and put pallu in her head (in ancient times woman use to do parda from the outsiders) she warned him saying how dare he entered the chamber without her permission and if her husband came to know this he will punish him...lakshmanji who was facing her back said in playful manner but y the beauty like u are waiting for the person who left u long ago this person doesnt deserve u at all ...laskhman voice in these 14 years had changed quite a bit morever his physique were more defined now...so urmila failed to recognize him ...she grew extremely angry and yelled tht she cant take one more word against her husband and said whoever he is he has to face her wrath he shouldnt undermine her capability her stritiva she said she is sister of sita who had capacity to burn entire lanka...she is wife of lord shesha avtaar and with her mere look she could burn him to ashes..she asked him tell her about his whereabouts...laskhmana then introduced himself knowing it she immediately fall on his feet and asked for forgiveness he then embraced her...Embarrassed Profile
Best
Once Vikramaditya asked which is the best sloka in Ramayana (ramcharitmanas )and offered a reward of 1000 gold coins. Vararuchi was a great Sanskrit scholar in the court of Vikramaditya. He tried to find the best sloka by discussing with many learned pandits. But could not arrive at a conclusion. One day while sleeping below a tree 2 Pishas (spirits) settled on the tree and were talking. As Vararuchi knew their language he was able to follow their conversation. They said as follows.
1st. Pishas: Where have you been?
2nd. Pishas: There was a birth of baby in a pariah's (one outside the four castes – a very low caste) house. I had a good feed of the offal's.
1st. Pishas: What child?
2nd. Pishas: A female one. I also read the fate of the child written on her head
1st. Pishas: Whom will she marry?
2nd. Pishas: The one below the tree who does not know the MAMVIDHI will marry her.
Hearing this Vararuchi was shocked but also happy that he got the answer. He immediately went to the King and recited the sloka in Ayodyakanda 40th Sarga
raman dashratham vidhi maam vidhi janak aatamjaam
ayodhyaam asthaveem vishi gacch taath yatha sukham
it is one tht sumitra said to lakshman wen he took her permission to accompany lord rama...
It has 3 meanings as follows.
varachui went to vikaramaditya and recited this sholka vikramaditya became impressed and gifted him 1000 coins
http://mghariharan.wordpress.com
1st. Pishas: Where have you been?
2nd. Pishas: There was a birth of baby in a pariah's (one outside the four castes – a very low caste) house. I had a good feed of the offal's.
1st. Pishas: What child?
2nd. Pishas: A female one. I also read the fate of the child written on her head
1st. Pishas: Whom will she marry?
2nd. Pishas: The one below the tree who does not know the MAMVIDHI will marry her.
Hearing this Vararuchi was shocked but also happy that he got the answer. He immediately went to the King and recited the sloka in Ayodyakanda 40th Sarga
raman dashratham vidhi maam vidhi janak aatamjaam
ayodhyaam asthaveem vishi gacch taath yatha sukham
it is one tht sumitra said to lakshman wen he took her permission to accompany lord rama...
It has 3 meanings as follows.
- Meaning 1:"Know Rama to be Dasaratha. Look upon Seetha the daughter of Janaka as myself. Consider the forest as Ayodhya and depart happily, my son!"
- Meaning 2: Know Rama is one with 10 avtharas (Vishnu) Know Seetha as Lakshmi (Mam) and Know Forest as Ayodya (Un conquerable-Vaikunta) and depart happily
- Meaning 3: Consider Dasaratha as Dead, consider me as departed to my maternal home (as widow), and forget Ayodya and depart happily.
the deeper meaning is if the mind is dwelled on almighty the desert appears as fertile land the barren lands are like heaven and if mind is deprived of lord's love even the luxuries and pleasure of the world cant make one happy and content...his life is purposeless Embarrassed
varachui went to vikaramaditya and recited this sholka vikramaditya became impressed and gifted him 1000 coins
http://mghariharan.wordpress.com
Poem : The Other Raghava: Lakshman and Urmila
It was this very day,
Five summers ago'
The accursed boon was granted,
And many a heart was broken!
Fourteen years they must live
Away from home; Fourteen years he must,
Away from me!
Oh, this is the blessed kingdom
Of the Sun, but its Sun has been shunned away
To the forests, and away, away went my Moon
With the Sun,
Whence he came.
Yes, away went Ram,
Renouncing a Sceptre, a Kingdom, a Title-
Not his Love!
But went my Lakshman,
Renouncing me,
To serve his lotus feet!
His parting words were these:
[They were a knell to my feminine ear,
But pride to the better self I possess-
The part that is Lakshman himself.]
'I go with Ram,
For he's par with my Sire- nay,
Greater, much, much greater.
He is my king,
My soul,
My god,
The object whence I came!!'
He stood in a hermit's habit,
But with the wrath of the prince he was,
That wrath unique to him, yet which was love itself-
The wrath at the injustice to Ram.
His livid eyes then sheathed,
Its anger extinguished by my tears!
Then I knew'.
The heart that enshrined Ram,
Held an altar for me too'.
Oh, and he left, he left with Ram,
His Sire,
His Soul,
His God,
The object whence he came''
*
Without a word, she let me go,
To discharge my blood's duty.
Oh, she forewent her love,
To let mine be proven,
Yet she proved her's- her love for me.
Oh her duties to me can wait
But, not mine to Ram:
At birth, he had his mothers,
And at every breath of his span,
He would, his Sita;
At home, to share him away
Were Bharath and Chatrugn,
And the denizens and citizens of Saketh!
With King Dasharatha to adore,
With Mandira to despise...
Oh, a whole life-time would have thus passed...
But, now it's Lakshman's turn,
With Lakshman alone
To shoulder his burden,
To bend to his kingly command,
To support, to guard, to serve...
This, the purpose, the object of my life,
And this Urmila would not know...
The sun has set,
Another aeon gone by!
She'd have wept her eyes to sleep-
Let her sleep,
Sleep, her only oblivion,
Sleep, I have renounced
To embellish my wakeful hours,
With sweeter memories...
*
There were times I envied Ram,
To be loved so dear by mine own Lakshman-
That's gone now'
No, but its Lakshman I envy,
His heart I envy,
To love for love's sake,
To relinquish his own everything for those he loves-
And tho' it's not an object worth measuring,
His gathers a momentous greatness,
A greatness surpassing
Nature and the worlds-
Why, his own Ram'..
*
Five summers am I older
To the day I last saw her,
But I feel no pain, no separation.
For she lives here in spirit,
An inherence in me'
Oh, and there's Ram- bless him-
The world begins and ends in him!
In his words, I hear her kindness,
My mother's in Sita's'.
Urmila, Love, Time's plough
Has dug an abyss,
Now filled with memories,
Our memories and your tears-
I'll be there soon,
To wipe them away.
But just now
Its light- fingered contempt
To stem the flow- for they are icons
Of love- pouring forth from
Your beautiful eyes!
True, Sita's felicity is for Ram,
But your tears are for me'
*
This castle echoes
My plaintive mood:
They are bereft of a king!
Oh, and my Queens!
Their state makes mine a trifle-
A paltry span of loss!!
They've lost their King forever,
And the wild has borrowed
Their heirs, away for fourteen summers!!
Bharath has renounced
His stately attire;
He reigns, in the name of Ram,
A pestilence-stricken people!
And Chatrugn,
The scion, has forgotten to smile;
And my sisters'.
Our own Ayodhya'.
Oh, there were happier times'.
Oh, Lakshman, brother Ram!
Charge your arrows
To speed the spheres-
Time, indeed, is lame-footed.
I can bear this no more'..
*
Yet, you must, Love,
You must bear it all- and
You will!
My shoulders are bruised,
This bow-string unkindly cuts into them;
Oh, this is no Ayodhya;
This way side rill that impeded my path
Is not my Sarayu;
Mother Nature is no Mother Sumitra!
And not one object here can ever replace
You to me, my Urmila!
These forest floors are not
Your soft lap to rest my head;
These winds bring me none
Of your warmth.
Yet for Ram,
I would weather the Underworld!
For me, Love, weather
Time's slow-footed lameness!
Honour me, Urmila,
With your patience!
Could not I have
Borne you across this perilous wild?
Do not mine arms
Possess that strength?
But I grant that your heart,
Your meekest, tenderest heart,
Were stronger than mine arms-even me!
[For I remember,
And will always do,
It won me, my pride and all]
I know it can bear
Undauntedly, a bereavement of a lifetime,
And fourteen summers?
Tell me, Love, am I not worth the wait??
"The hour of return is nigh…
It'd soon be dawn,
And all would dawn
For this empire, this people, and me!
This new sun I await.
He would bring me my moon…..
Fourteen summers has it been!
Fourteen summers- oh no, a lifetime has ended
In weary waiting and hapless tears!
But its end is here, so also a new beginning……..
Have I grown? Have I diminished?
I do not know. He will have to tell me,
For I merely groped, groped within time-
Within the dark, unkind labyrinthine walls of time….
But, now the dearest hour of return is nigh!
The thousand eyes of the night stare
In quiet pursuit
Of his, of their advancing toward the forlorn Saketh.
Yes, the Sun would see the journeys end-
My agony's end!
Yet, where is the Sun-
The lone eye of the day?
Sleep no more Sun!
Yoke thine steeds of the steep heaven
And tread the yon east! "
So spake Urmila,
Unto the night.
She stood, alone and concealed,
In the highest tower of the heaven-like castle.
Her beautiful eyes,
Those that he so adored,
Darted between the east and the west:
East would bring her the sun,
And the dear west, her own Moon!
Beneath her lay a quiet Saketh,
A sea of people, waiting weary
To witness the beginning of a new era,
The birth of a new kingship,
The sway of a new, noble sceptre-
The long awaited reign of Ram….
Not a soul breathed,
Batted nor an eye-lid!
Only silence and hope,
The silent hope and hopeful silence reigned….
The long hours stretched,
Stretched harshly into an immeasurable length,
As though the world were still,
As though the gods above willed her
To grieve more, to bear more….
T'was agony,
Triple fold at its end…
Tears, her only friend for years now
Welled up from the bowels of her heart!
She closed her eyes,
Willing them repressed.
No, this was no moment to weep,
It was his return,
The end of this cruel penance!
With a prayer,
A resurgence of forbearance
Her eyes opened:
And caught in them,
The streak of light in the yonder East:
A gilded diadem
Embellishing the dark, dark space…
Then Dawn,
The glorious, kind old Dawn
Seeped through the dark entirety.
A morning was blanketed
Over a diminishing night…..
In awe, she stood,
Above the meditating Saketh,
Above the golden rim of the mounting Sun,
Above all joy, above all sorrow...
The moment,
The long-awaited moment of reunion
Was closing in….
Then, a sacred, sacred throb
On the high left temple told her:
He was home.
Five summers ago'
The accursed boon was granted,
And many a heart was broken!
Fourteen years they must live
Away from home; Fourteen years he must,
Away from me!
Oh, this is the blessed kingdom
Of the Sun, but its Sun has been shunned away
To the forests, and away, away went my Moon
With the Sun,
Whence he came.
Yes, away went Ram,
Renouncing a Sceptre, a Kingdom, a Title-
Not his Love!
But went my Lakshman,
Renouncing me,
To serve his lotus feet!
His parting words were these:
[They were a knell to my feminine ear,
But pride to the better self I possess-
The part that is Lakshman himself.]
'I go with Ram,
For he's par with my Sire- nay,
Greater, much, much greater.
He is my king,
My soul,
My god,
The object whence I came!!'
He stood in a hermit's habit,
But with the wrath of the prince he was,
That wrath unique to him, yet which was love itself-
The wrath at the injustice to Ram.
His livid eyes then sheathed,
Its anger extinguished by my tears!
Then I knew'.
The heart that enshrined Ram,
Held an altar for me too'.
Oh, and he left, he left with Ram,
His Sire,
His Soul,
His God,
The object whence he came''
*
Without a word, she let me go,
To discharge my blood's duty.
Oh, she forewent her love,
To let mine be proven,
Yet she proved her's- her love for me.
Oh her duties to me can wait
But, not mine to Ram:
At birth, he had his mothers,
And at every breath of his span,
He would, his Sita;
At home, to share him away
Were Bharath and Chatrugn,
And the denizens and citizens of Saketh!
With King Dasharatha to adore,
With Mandira to despise...
Oh, a whole life-time would have thus passed...
But, now it's Lakshman's turn,
With Lakshman alone
To shoulder his burden,
To bend to his kingly command,
To support, to guard, to serve...
This, the purpose, the object of my life,
And this Urmila would not know...
The sun has set,
Another aeon gone by!
She'd have wept her eyes to sleep-
Let her sleep,
Sleep, her only oblivion,
Sleep, I have renounced
To embellish my wakeful hours,
With sweeter memories...
*
There were times I envied Ram,
To be loved so dear by mine own Lakshman-
That's gone now'
No, but its Lakshman I envy,
His heart I envy,
To love for love's sake,
To relinquish his own everything for those he loves-
And tho' it's not an object worth measuring,
His gathers a momentous greatness,
A greatness surpassing
Nature and the worlds-
Why, his own Ram'..
*
Five summers am I older
To the day I last saw her,
But I feel no pain, no separation.
For she lives here in spirit,
An inherence in me'
Oh, and there's Ram- bless him-
The world begins and ends in him!
In his words, I hear her kindness,
My mother's in Sita's'.
Urmila, Love, Time's plough
Has dug an abyss,
Now filled with memories,
Our memories and your tears-
I'll be there soon,
To wipe them away.
But just now
Its light- fingered contempt
To stem the flow- for they are icons
Of love- pouring forth from
Your beautiful eyes!
True, Sita's felicity is for Ram,
But your tears are for me'
*
This castle echoes
My plaintive mood:
They are bereft of a king!
Oh, and my Queens!
Their state makes mine a trifle-
A paltry span of loss!!
They've lost their King forever,
And the wild has borrowed
Their heirs, away for fourteen summers!!
Bharath has renounced
His stately attire;
He reigns, in the name of Ram,
A pestilence-stricken people!
And Chatrugn,
The scion, has forgotten to smile;
And my sisters'.
Our own Ayodhya'.
Oh, there were happier times'.
Oh, Lakshman, brother Ram!
Charge your arrows
To speed the spheres-
Time, indeed, is lame-footed.
I can bear this no more'..
*
Yet, you must, Love,
You must bear it all- and
You will!
My shoulders are bruised,
This bow-string unkindly cuts into them;
Oh, this is no Ayodhya;
This way side rill that impeded my path
Is not my Sarayu;
Mother Nature is no Mother Sumitra!
And not one object here can ever replace
You to me, my Urmila!
These forest floors are not
Your soft lap to rest my head;
These winds bring me none
Of your warmth.
Yet for Ram,
I would weather the Underworld!
For me, Love, weather
Time's slow-footed lameness!
Honour me, Urmila,
With your patience!
Could not I have
Borne you across this perilous wild?
Do not mine arms
Possess that strength?
But I grant that your heart,
Your meekest, tenderest heart,
Were stronger than mine arms-even me!
[For I remember,
And will always do,
It won me, my pride and all]
I know it can bear
Undauntedly, a bereavement of a lifetime,
And fourteen summers?
Tell me, Love, am I not worth the wait??
"The hour of return is nigh…
It'd soon be dawn,
And all would dawn
For this empire, this people, and me!
This new sun I await.
He would bring me my moon…..
Fourteen summers has it been!
Fourteen summers- oh no, a lifetime has ended
In weary waiting and hapless tears!
But its end is here, so also a new beginning……..
Have I grown? Have I diminished?
I do not know. He will have to tell me,
For I merely groped, groped within time-
Within the dark, unkind labyrinthine walls of time….
But, now the dearest hour of return is nigh!
The thousand eyes of the night stare
In quiet pursuit
Of his, of their advancing toward the forlorn Saketh.
Yes, the Sun would see the journeys end-
My agony's end!
Yet, where is the Sun-
The lone eye of the day?
Sleep no more Sun!
Yoke thine steeds of the steep heaven
And tread the yon east! "
So spake Urmila,
Unto the night.
She stood, alone and concealed,
In the highest tower of the heaven-like castle.
Her beautiful eyes,
Those that he so adored,
Darted between the east and the west:
East would bring her the sun,
And the dear west, her own Moon!
Beneath her lay a quiet Saketh,
A sea of people, waiting weary
To witness the beginning of a new era,
The birth of a new kingship,
The sway of a new, noble sceptre-
The long awaited reign of Ram….
Not a soul breathed,
Batted nor an eye-lid!
Only silence and hope,
The silent hope and hopeful silence reigned….
The long hours stretched,
Stretched harshly into an immeasurable length,
As though the world were still,
As though the gods above willed her
To grieve more, to bear more….
T'was agony,
Triple fold at its end…
Tears, her only friend for years now
Welled up from the bowels of her heart!
She closed her eyes,
Willing them repressed.
No, this was no moment to weep,
It was his return,
The end of this cruel penance!
With a prayer,
A resurgence of forbearance
Her eyes opened:
And caught in them,
The streak of light in the yonder East:
A gilded diadem
Embellishing the dark, dark space…
Then Dawn,
The glorious, kind old Dawn
Seeped through the dark entirety.
A morning was blanketed
Over a diminishing night…..
In awe, she stood,
Above the meditating Saketh,
Above the golden rim of the mounting Sun,
Above all joy, above all sorrow...
The moment,
The long-awaited moment of reunion
Was closing in….
Then, a sacred, sacred throb
On the high left temple told her:
He was home.
Wedding
Mother
http://kirtimukha.com/Krishnaswamy/Rama/Sumitra.htm
Among the three wives of Dasaratha, not much has been said about the second wife, Sumitra, anywhere in history. Kausalya attained a good reputation because of her son Rama. Her name figures first in the Suprabhatam, which begins with the words, "Kausalya supraja Rama (Oh! The noble son of mother Kausalya)". Kaikeyi wanted her son Bharata to be the crown prince, but Sumitra had absolutely no desire whatsoever. Sumitra was the epitome of all virtues. She was mitha bhashi and hitha bhashi (one who talks less and in a pleasing manner). Her behaviour was in consonance with her name Su-mitra (good friend). She had two sons, Lakshmana and Satrughna, and there was no way that either of them could become the crown prince. Yet, Sumitra was not worried. She demonstrated the ideal of service to the rest of the world. "When Lord Rama becomes king, my first son Lakshmana should dedicate himself to His service." This was her desire. Likewise, she wanted her second son Satrughna to be in service of Bharata. The servant is always by the side of the master. That is why Lakshmana followed Lord Rama and Satrughna was always in the company of Bharata. She understood the sacredness of service and exhorted her sons to follow the same path. When you carefully go through the sacred story of Lord Rama, you will be able to understand and appreciate the noble and ideal feelings of mother Sumitra. When Lord Rama was leaving for the forest, mother Kausalya was inconsolable. It was only Sumitra who did not shed a tear. She tried to pacify Kausalya and instil courage in her saying, "Dear sister, my son Lakshmana will accompany Rama to the forest to look after His needs. He will make sure that Rama is put to no inconvenience under any circumstances. Just as an eyelid protects the eye, Lakshmana will constantly engage himself in Rama's service. You don't need to be worried about Rama's safety and security." She willingly sent her son to the forest along with Rama. Will any mother act in such a courageous and selfless manner? As per the boons granted by Dasaratha to Kaikeyi, only Rama was supposed to go in exile. It was not obligatory for Lakshmana to accompany Him. Sumitra could have argued in this manner and prevented Lakshmana from going to the forest. But Sumitra did not raise any objection whatsoever. "Lakshmana is born only to serve Lord Rama. He is an instrument in Rama's hands. So, Rama is taking His instrument with Him. Who am I to send Lakshmana with Him and who is Lakshmana to decide about his going with Rama? Rama has every right to take Lakshmana with Him." This was her feeling. She blessed her son Lakshmana and said, "My dear, take proper care of Sita and Rama." When Bharata was proceeding to his uncle's kingdom of Kekaya, Satrughna had no information whether to stay back or follow. Yet, Satrughna got ready to accompany Bharata, since he knew it was his duty to serve him. In the history of Bharat (India), there are many noble mothers like Sumitra, who encouraged their sons to take to the path of service.
For Sita, Rama was her life. She could not bear separation from Him even for a minute. So, she begged to be allowed to accompany Rama to the forest.
As in the case of Sumitra, the name of Urmila, Lakshmana's wife, does not find a place of prominence in the Ramayana. Both Sumitra and Urmila were highly sacred. They lead a life of sacrifice. She was a very good painter. She used to spend most of her time in painting. She was not aware that Sita, Rama, and Lakshmana were going on exile. At that time, she was painting a beautiful picture with the paint pot by her side. Lakshmana went to her and called her by her name in a raised voice. She was afraid and at once stood up; in the process the paint accidentally spilled over the picture she was painting. She felt sad that the picture was spoiled. Lakshmana asked her as to what she was painting. Urmila replied, "I am painting the picture of Sita Rama's coronation as it is going to take place. I want to send this picture to my father Janaka. The whole world will enjoy seeing this beautiful picture." Lakshmana was dejected and told her about the events that took place. He said, "The coronation of Sita Rama is canceled because of Kaikeyi, and the picture you are painting is spoiled because of me." He told that he was accompanying Rama to the forest. Will any lady keep quiet when she comes to know that her husband is going to the forest for 14 years? She would ask many questions --"Why should you follow him? You are under no obligation to go to forest. Only Rama is ordered to go. So, you need not go with him." Any ordinary lady would have argued in this manner. But Urmila did not raise any objection. In fact, she was very happy that her husband got an opportunity to serve Sita and Rama. She said, "You are very lucky to have got this great opportunity. Please follow them without wasting a minute." Lakshmana told her, "You will not be able to see Sita and Rama for the next 14 years. So, go to Sita's residence at once and take her blessings." But Urmila did not move from there. On the other hand, she pushed him to go with Sita and Rama, saying, "I don't want to come in the way of your going with Sita and Rama. Please don't waste even a minute. Go with them at once and be in their service." Before going, she wanted Lakshmana to give her a promise. She said, "You are going to live in the forest without me for fourteen years. It is possible that you would think of me and mention my name at some time or other. So, I want you to promise that you will not think of me or mention my name at any point of time. Contemplate constantly on the divine Names of Sita and Rama and serve them with all sincerity and devotion. If I accompany you to the forest, you may not be able to devote your entire time to their service. I will stay back so as not to become an impediment in your way." Hearing Urmila's words, Lakshmana was surprised and elated. "Can one find such a noble and devoted wife anywhere else," he exclaimed to himself. He took leave of her and left the place immediately. In this land of Bharat (India), there are many noble mothers like Sumitra and virtuous wives like Urmila. Many incidents that speak of the nobility of Sumitra and Urmila are not mentioned in the epic Ramayana. When Lakshmana fainted in the battlefield, in order to revive him, Hanuman had to bring the Sanjivani herbs from a mountain. Since he was unable to locate the required herbs, he lifted the entire mountain and was on his way back to the battlefield. He had to fly over the Nandigrama en route. Bharata mistook him for a demon and shot an arrow at him. Hanuman fell down along with the mountain. He offered his salutations to Bharata and explained to him the situation in the battlefield and the purpose of his carrying the Sanjivani mountain. Bharata was happy to note that Lakshmana would be revived. Immediately, he sent word for his mothers and all his subjects. Urmila also came. Everyone except Sumitra felt sad that Lakshmana had fainted in the battlefield. But Urmila was not perturbed. She bent her head and listened to Hanuman's narration. On hearing all this, mother Kausalya broke down. Then Sumitra consoled her saying, "Sister, why do you worry? No danger can ever befall Rama. Lakshmana will take good care of him. Both my sons are born to render service to Rama. In case Lakshmana dies in the battlefield, I will send my other son Satrughna to help Rama in the battle." Will any mother be prepared for such a sacrifice? Bharata said to Urmila, "Mother, you may be grief-stricken that your husband Lakshmana has fainted in the battlefield." In those days people used to address women as mother. Urmila replied, "I am not at all worried about this, for my husband is with Lord Rama Himself. In fact, every cell of his body is filled with the divine Name of Rama. Hence, I am sure that nothing untoward can happen to him." Then Hanuman told her, "Mother, none can say for sure that your husband will be revived. It is a very difficult situation. Rama loves Lakshmana most dearly. He considers him as His very life. Hence, Rama is grief-stricken." Hearing this Urmila laughed and said, "Hanuman, no one in this world can understand the Divinity of Rama and the nature of my husband. Rama is verily the Paramatma (highest Atma). There is no question of his worrying at all. All this is His Divine play. Even my husband Lakshmana has no worries at all. Perhaps he might have been hurt a little by the arrows shot at him by Ravana and his sons. Since every cell of his body is filled with the divine Name of Rama, there is absolutely no danger to his life. In fact, he has not fainted; he is enjoying a good and peaceful sleep." None can understand the bond of sacred love that existed between Rama and Lakshmana. When Lakshmana fainted in the battlefield, Rama lamented, saying, "If I were to search in the world, I may get another wife like Sita, but not a brother like Lakshmana". In the Ramayana, not much has been said about the greatness of Lakshmana and Satrughna. Since this world is physical in nature, people give importance only to physical aspects. They talk only about Sita and Rama but do not bother to note the sacrifices made by Lakshmana, Satrughna and their wives. Urmila told Hanuman to proceed without further delay, since Rama and others would be waiting for his return. She said, "I am the daughter of the King Janaka, the daughter-in-law of the King Dasaratha, and the wife of Lakshmana. Since these three are men of truth and righteousness, no danger can ever befall on my husband." Her resolve was such that she remained in the same place where she was when her husband Lakshmana left for the forest. She had told Lakshmana that she would remain in the same place till his return from the forest. She spent all her time in painting. Even Sumitra was worried a bit, but Urmila was unperturbed. Urmila's nature was pure, unsullied, and totally selfless. But to this day, Bharatiyas have not known the nobility of Sumitra and Urmila. Mother Sumitra had no ambition that her sons should occupy positions of authority. She wanted them to follow the path of service. It is not enough if you think of Rama and Sita. You should also remember the great ideals demonstrated by Lakshmana and Urmila. The four brothers --Rama, Lakshmana, Bharata and Satrughna-- are like the four Vedas. Once, Sage Vasishta said that the four Vedas assumed the forms of these four brothers and played in the house of King Dasaratha.
What you have to realise or understand today is that the Lord can never be put to any danger. He enacts a divine drama in order to set an ideal to the world. Only those whose hearts are pure can understand His ways. Only Urmila could understand the sacred heart of Lakshmana. Only mother Sumitra knew the greatness of her sons Lakshmana and Satrughna. It is but natural that the mother understands the nature of her sons. This sacred land of Bharat has given to the world the most precious gems in the form of ideal mothers and ideal wives. Many more wonderful and mysterious events took place, but they are not revealed in the Ramayana.
Kaushlaya
Urmila never showed the sign of worry for Lakshman during the 14yrs of exile. Though she lived in the Palace at Ayodhya, she observed "Vanaprastha". One day, Kaushlaya visited Urmila's room, at that time Urmila was meditating. So, Kaushlaya remained silent and waited for Urmila to complete her meditation. When, Urmila opened her eye, she saw Kaushlaya there. After she vowed to Kaushlaya, Kaushlaya admired her will and said " How at this tender age, you are not being deviated from your duty and you show no sign of worry for Lakshman?,This pain of being separated from my sons and daughter in law, is hurting so much. then how you are having patience though you are separated from your husband?" To answer this concern of Kaushlaya, Urmila, narrates the duty of a good wife. She said that a good wife is one who could inspire her husband to perform his duty, and is not the one who becomes an obstacle in his path. Lakshman has gone to serve his brother, so she should not be weak, rather than worrying about him she should take care of his mothers.
At the time of battle, when Lakshman faints, and Hanuman goes to get Sanjeevani for him, Bharat saw him on the way. Hanuman informs him about Lakshman's critical condition. Later, Bharat gives this news to Urmila, Kaushlaya and Sumitra. Hearing this news , Urmila did not show any trace of fear or worry. However, she said that " My husband's heart is filled with the name of Ram. Therefore, he is perhaps sleeping peacefully. All the pain is for Ram. No danger can befall on him. He will always remain safe."
The tapasya that Urmila did made Lakshman stronger. He was able to kill Indrajeet and Meghnad who were considered equally powerful as Ravana.
Shakti
When Lord Vishnu was asked by devarishi Narad as to why the Lord was not disturbed by the fact that Laxman had been Gravely injured by Indrajit. at that time Lord Shiva answers the sage by saying that Shesha had the power to imbibe both
- Halal(poison) and
- Amrita(nectar)
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