A part has fallen into the sea. Another big part blocks the entrance to the
fortress. The severed head, flying across the sky, has dropped in the city and is lying
there. Your beloved brother is gone to Heaven!"
When the Raakshasas told this tale, Raavana
felt that his own life had left him. He swooned. After recovering consciousness, he
cried in grief and anger: "Ah mighty warrior! How could you go to Yama's world
leaving me behind? My right hand is cut off! How did Raama kill you, you whom in the whole
world no enemy dared approach? I see the gods rejoicing in their heavens at your
fall.
The Vaanara are dancing with delight. Of
what use is this kingdom to me? Why should I cling to life when my dear brother has left
me? Yes, I have to torture and slay the man who killed this dear brother of mine!"
Then with sudden and futile remorse he
wailed: "Alas! Why did I refuse to listen to Vibheeshana?"
Trisiras and his other sons tried to console Raavana. |