But Jataayu's fighting blood, the blood of generations of lordly ancestors who
ruled the air and knew not fear, was on fire; he cared not for Raavana and his might; he
only saw a princess in distress; he thought of his friend Dasaratha and his promise to
Raama and he was resolved that this outrage should not occur while he lived to prevent it.
Jataayu now addressed Raavana directly,
"Oh king, I am Jataayu, king of the eagles, a king like you. Listen to me, brother
king! Forbear from this wicked act. How can you call yourself a king and do this shameful
wrong? Is it not the rule of kings to protect the honour of women? And Seeta is a
princess. I warn you, you shall surely perish unless you leave her and go. Her very look
will reduce you to ashes. You are carrying a venomous cobra in your bosom. The noose of
Yama is round your neck and dragging you to perdition. |
