'Who are you, O wicked one " she asked, 'who dares insult me? The Wind-God
answered, 'Be not angry, your body is not tainted by my touch and loses not its virgin
purity. Not in body but in my heart's desire did I embrace you and out of this ethereal
embrace, a child will be born to you, equal to me in strength and vigour. He will be the
mightiest and most intelligent amongst the Vaanaras.' Thus did the Wind-God pacify
Anjanaa.
"When you were a little child, O
Hanumaan, you imagined the rising sun to be a fruit and flew towards it in order to pluck
it. Seeing your effortless and fearless flight Indra, king of the gods, became concerned
for the sun's safety and hurled his thunderbolt at you. Struck down by it, you fell on a,
mountain and your right jaw was broken. Enraged by this, your father the Wind-God stopped
his movements and stood still. All living creatures became breathless and felt strangled
in the stillness. |
