CHAPTER XII.

RÁMA’S REPLY.

Válmíki related:—Being thus asked with soothing words by the chief of

the sages, Ráma made his answer in a soft and graceful speech replete

with good sense.

2. Ráma said, Oh venerable sage! I will tell thee in truth, untutored

though I am, all the particulars as asked by thee; for who would

disobey the bidding of the wise?

3. Since I was born in this mansion of my father I have all along

remained, grown up and received my education (in this very place).

4. Then O leader of sages! being desirous to learn good usages (of

mankind), I set out to travel to holy places all over this sea-girt

earth.

5. It was by this time that there arose a train of reflections in my

mind of the following nature which shook my confidence in worldly

objects.

6. My mind was employed in the discrimination of the nature of things

which led me gradually to discard all thoughts of sensual enjoyments.

7. What are these worldly pleasures good for, (thought I), and what

means the multiplication (of our species) on earth? Men are born to

die, and they die to be born again.

8. There is no stability in the tendencies of beings whether movable

or immovable. They all tend to vice, decay and danger; and all our

possessions are the grounds of our penury.

9. All objects (of sense) are detached from each other as iron rods or

needles from one another; it is imagination alone which attaches them

to our minds.

10. It is the mind that pictures the existence of the world as a

reality, but the deceptiveness of the mind (being known) we are safe

from such deception.

11. If the world is an unreality, it is <a> pity that ignorant men

should be allured by it, like the deer tempted by a distant mirage

(appearing) as water.

12. We are sold by none (to any one) and yet we remain as if enslaved

to the world; and knowing this well, we are spellbound to riches, as it

were by the magic wand of Sambara.

13. What are the enjoyments in this quintessence (of the world) but

misery; and yet we are foolishly caught in its thoughts, as if clogged

in honey (like bees).

14. Ah! I perceive after long that we have insensibly fallen into

errors, like senseless stags falling into caverns in the wilderness.

15. Of what use is royalty and these enjoyments to me? What am I and

whence are all these things? They are but vanities, and let them

continue as such without any good or loss to any body.

16. Reasoning in this manner Oh Bráhman, I came to be disgusted with

the world, like a traveller in (his journey through) a desert.

17. Now tell me, O venerable sir! whether this world is advancing to

its dissolution, or continued reproduction, or is it in course of its

endless progression.

18. If there is any progress here, it is that of the appearance and

disappearance of old age and decease, of prosperity and adversity by

turns.

19. Behold how the variety of our trifling enjoyments hastens our

decay, they are like hurricanes shattering the mountain trees.

20. Men continue in vain to breathe their vital breath as hollow-bamboo

wind-pipes having no sense.

21. How is (human) misery to be alleviated, is the (only) thought that

consumes me like wild fire in the hollow of a withered tree.

22. The weight of worldly miseries sits heavy on my heart as a rock,

and obstructs my lungs to breathe out. I have a mind to weep, but am

prevented from shedding my tears for fear of my people.

23. My tearless weeping and speechless mouth, give no indication of my

inward sorrow to any body, except my consciousness the silent witness

in my solitude.

24. I wait to think on the positive and negative states (of worldly

bliss), as a ruined man bewails to reflect on his former state of

affluence (and present indigence).

25. I take prosperity to be a seducing cheat, for its deluding the

mind, impairing the good qualities (of men), and spreading the net of

our miseries.

26. To me, like one fallen into great difficulties, no riches,

offspring, consorts or home afford any delight, but they seem to be (so

many sources of) misery.

27. I, like a wild elephant in chains, find no rest in my mind, by

reflecting on the various evils of the world, and by thinking on the

causes of our frailties.

28. There are wicked passions prying at all times, under the dark mist

of the night of our ignorance; and there are hundreds of objects, which

like so many cunning rogues, are about all men in broad day-light, and

lurking on all sides to rob us of our reason. What mighty champions can

we delegate (now) to fight with these than our knowledge of truth?

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