SECTION CXVIII.

Thus addressed by Anasuya, Vaidehi devoid of malice, honoring her words,

began, "That thou shouldst instruct me is no wonder in thee. I know that

a woman's spiritual guide is her husband. Even if a husband should be

poor and of a disreputable character, he should be ungrudgingly obeyed

by the like of me. And to be said of one that is crowned with qualities,

kind, self-controlled, of steady affection, righteous-souled, and who is

dear as a father or a mother? The exceedingly strong Rama beareth

himself towards the other wives of the monarch as he doth towards

Kaucalya herself. Renouncing sense of self-importance, that heroic one

conversant with righteousness, devoted to his king, regardeth as his

mothers those on whom the monarch once cast his eyes. What my

mother-in-law instructed me at the time that I was leaving for the

lonely and fearful forest, is constantly present in my mind. And what

also my mother taught me in presence of fire on the occasion of the

bestowal of my hand, is also remembered by me. And, O thou engaged in

acts of righteousness, I have not forgotten the words that my relatives

said unto me, viz, the asceticism of a woman is ministering unto her

husband. They did not teach any thing else. Having served her lord,

Savitri is highly honored in heaven; and thou also, following the same

course, by virtue of having served thy husband, hath secured heaven. And

this foremost of females, this goddess of heaven, Rohini, is not seen

for a moment without the moon. And prime women of this sort, firm in

their husbands, are highly respected in the celestial regions by virtue

of their pious acts." Hearing Sita's words, Anasuya, exceedingly

delighted, smelling her head, spoke thus, pleasing Maithili, "By

observing restrictions, I have earned great asceticism. By resorting to

that energy, I would, O Sita, confer a boon upon thee, O thou of pure

vows. O Maithili, thy words are just and proper. I am well pleased (with

thee). Tell me, O Sita, what good shall I do thee?" Hearing her words,

Sita, surprized, said with a smile, unto that lady equipped with ascetic

strength, "All this hath been done by thee." Thus accosted, that one

cognizant of virtue, was still more pleased, and said, "I am exceedingly

pleased (with thy words). I will attain a desire of mine. This noble and

grand garland, this apparel, these ornaments, and this precious paste

for adorning the person, presented by me-- let these, O Sita, grace thy

person. These, worthy of thee will never be tarnished. O daughter of

Janaka, daubing thy person with this excellent paint, thou wilt grace

thy husband even as Sree doth the undeteriorating Vishnu." Thereupon

Mithila's daughter accepted those things presented unto her out of love,

viz., the apparel, the paint, the ornaments and the garland. Having

accepted those presents conferred on her from love, that illustrious

one, Sita, quietly sat beside the female ascetic with joined hands. Then

as Sita was sitting, Anasuya firm in vow asked her concerning a thing

that was near her heart, saying, "I have heard, O Sita, that thou wert

won by the renowned Raghava on the occasion of a self-choice. O

Maithili, that story I should like to hear, related at length. It

therefore behoves thee to relate that unto me in detail." Thus

addressed, Sita, saying unto the ascetic engaged in pious acts,

"Listen!" began to tell the story. "Mithila's lord, the heroic Janaka,

justly ruleth the earth, engaged in observing the duties of Kshatriyas.

As he was ploughing a plain intended for a sacrifice, I rose from under

the earth; and (in this sense) I am the daughter of that king. Tending

me, with my body covered with dust, Janaka, engaged in throwing handfuls

of dust (to level hollow spots), was struck with amazement. Being

childless, he took me on his lap from affection, and saying--'This is my

daughter', conceived affection for me. Then there were uttered words in

the welkin, resembling those of a human being,--'O king, in all

righteousness, this is thy daughter.' Then well-pleased, my righteous

father,the king, lord of Mithila, receiving me, attained mighty good

fortune. Consigned unto the pious eldest noble one (queen), desirous of

having offspring, I was brought up by that mild lady, with the

tenderness of a mother. (In time) seeing me fit for the company of a

husband, my father in distress was plunged in thought, like a poor man

that hath lost his wealth. Even if the father of a girl be like unto

Sakra himself on earth, he reapeth odium at the hands of his equals and

inferiors. Perceiving this obloquy at a short distance, the king was

plunged in a sea of anxiety, but could not cross it, like one that hath

no raft. Knowing me as unborn from any female vessel, the lord of earth

reflecting upon it, could not come upon a suitable and fit husband for

me. Then as he reflected, this thought occurred to him 'I will

righteously celebrate the self-choice of my daughters'. In the great

sacrifice of Daksha, the high-souled Varuna had well-pleased conferred

on Devarata an excellent bow with inexhaustible arrows and a couple of

quivers. Incapable of being moved on account of its weight, the kings

could not even dream of bending the bow. Having obtained the bow, my

truthful father said, 'No fear!' inviting at the same time the kings to

an assembly of sovereigns. 'He that, raising the bow, shall string it,

shall doubtless receive my daughter for his wife.' Seeing that best of

bows in weight resembling a hill, the kings saluting it, go away, unable

to move it. And it came to pass that after a long time, this highly

effulgent Raghava came to witness the sacrifice in company with

Vicwamitra. And Rama having truth for his prowess, and the righteous

Vicwamitra were respectfully received by my sire. Then Vicwamitra said

unto my father, 'The descendants of Raghu, sons of Dacaratha, Rama and

Lakshmana, are anxious to behold the bow.' Thus accosted by the Vipra,

my father brought the bow, and showed that celestial bow unto the

princes. Thereupon, in the twinkling of an eye, bending it, the powerful

(Raghava) stringed the bow and drew it. And is he drew it vehemently, it

broke in the middle in twain. And the sound of it was dreadful like unto

the bursting of a thunder-bolt. Then raising an excellent vessel of

water, my truthful father prepared to bestow me on Raghava. And bestowed

on Raghava, I was accepted of him, after he had consulted the wish of

his father, that lord, the master of Ayodhya. And inviting my

father-in-law, the old king Dacaratha, my father bestowed me on Rama,

having a knowledge of self. And my father bestowed on Lakshmana for his

wife, my younger sister, the beauteous and chaste Urmila. Thus was I

bestowed on Rama on the occasion of that self-choice. And ever since I

have been devoted unto my husband, the foremost of those possessing

prowess."

Having heard this grand story, Anasuya cognizant of righteousness,

smelling the head of Mithila's daughter, embraced Sita with her arms. "I

have heard all that thou, describing the self-choice, hast spoken

sweetly and beautifully in articulated letters and feet. O

sweet-speeched one, I have been delighted with thy narration. But

ushering in the auspicious night, the graceful Sun hath set. And there

are heard the notes of feathered ones, which, after having gone about in

search of food are resting now for the purpose of sleeping. And these

ascetics having bathed, are wending their way in a body, carrying

water-pitchers, their barks drenched with water. And the smoke arising

from the fire-sacrifice duly performed by the ascetics,--reddish like

the hue of the pigeon's neck, is seen, wafted by the wind. And trees of

spare foliage appear dense (on all sides); and distance is no longer

perceptible. And animals ranging in the night are going about all round;

and those deer of the asylum are reposing on the daises. O Sita, the

night crested by the stars hath arrived; and, veiled in moonlight,

appeareth the moon in the heavens. Go thou; I permit thee. Do thou seek

the society of Rama. I have been pleased with thy sweet converse. And, O

daughter of Mithila, do thou deck thyself before me. Do thou thus please

me, my child, thou that lookest beautiful with excellent ornaments."

Thereat, having adorned herself, Sita, resembling the daughter of a

celestial, bowing down to the feet (of the female ascetic), directed her

steps towards Rama. And that best of speakers, Raghava, saw Sita, decked

with the ornaments affectionately presented by the ascetic; and he

rejoiced thereat. Then Mithila's daughter, Sita, related unto Rama all

about her having been affectionately presented by the ascetic with

attire, ornaments and the garland. Thereupon, witnessing the honor that

had been accorded unto Maithili,-- rare among men, Rama became well

pleased,--as also that mighty car-warrior, Lakshmana. Then Raghu's son,

ministered unto by the ascetic, happily spent the delightful night

there, with her face resembling the moon. On the night having passed

away, those foremost of men, after performing their ablutions, enquired

of the ascetics performing fire-sacrifices, who lived in the forest.

Thereat the righteous ascetics ranging the forest said that all the

sides of the forest were infested by Rakshasas. "Ferocious beasts

feasting on blood, and Rakshasas, O Raghava, living on human

beings,--wearing various shapes, abide in this mighty forest. These eat

up ascetics leading the Brahmacharya mode of life, who happen to be

unclean or heedless. Do thou, therefore, O Raghava, let them. This is

the path of the Maharshis, who procure fruits in the forest. By this way

thou wilt be able to enter the impracticable wild, O Raghava." Thus

addressed by the ascetic twice-born ones, and having been blessed by

them, that repressor of foes, Raghava, entered the forest in company

with his wife and Lakshmana, like the sun entering a mass of clouds.

End of Ayodhyakandam.

The Rāmāyana, Volume 1. Bālakāndam and Ayodhyākāndam · 第 118 / 118 章