Summary



Lakshmana was furious because Sugriva did not seem to realise that he had come to the throne of Kishkinda with Rama's help. "The wicked like him should never be given a kingdom to rule. This ungrateful vanara deserves death" fumed Lakshmana as he readied to leave for Kishkinda. Rama who had only killed his enemies and not those who had sought his refuge paled at Lakshmana's rage. Gentle words fell softly as he said, "Lakshmana, will any one like you commit the sin of killing a friend? Though anger generates violent and evil thoughts, the best among men in their wisdom curb them. You who are so disciplined show Sugriva the same affection that we had always shown him. Remind him that the time he had set to help us has long passed. Do not be harsh, for he has made no other mistake" Dutiful to the core Lakshmana tried not to lose sight of that command.Armed with his great bow, driven by the fire of his wrath, his feet pounded the earth as he raced towards Kishkinda. Knocking down trees that came his way and pulverizing rocks that came underfoot, Lakshmana strode along fiercely. Perched on the hills, the guardians of Kishkinda mistaking him for an enemy armed themselves with broken mountain peaks and giant trees. A picture of anger, Lakshman stormed into Kishkinda.Beholding his blazing brilliance the Vanara hordes fled in all directions and some went to inform Sugriva of his coming. But the king engrossed in his pleasures refused to be distracted. Ordered by the ministers fearsome monkeys, whose strength rivaled with that of the mightiest of elephants and whose claws and fangs were their weapons of war, surrounded Lakshmana. Along with them came Angada to whom Lakshmana said, "tell Sugriva that I will be waiting for him at the gates of Kishkinda". It was not easy to awaken Sugriva from his drunken stupor. His trusted aids Plaksha and Prablava came to tell him of the visitor."Do you remember the brothers Rama and Lakshmana who gave you back your kingdom? One among them, Lakshmana is here and his anger is frightening. The monkey bands quiver with fright and their alarmed cry echo through the hills as Lakshmana stands at the portals of Kishkinda to incinerate every Vanara in the fire of his fury. Go with your kin Sugriva, go with your son, pay your obeisance and appease him! Fulfill your commitment to Rama and protect your honor!"