Innumerable beautiful women he saw, but not Seeta pining for Raama. The sight of
so much beauty only filled Hanumaan's heart with disappointment and sadness.
He entered and examined the homes of many Rakshasas.
There were war elephants, pure-bred horses, chariots and armouries. Soldiers stood
fully armed.
After passing through many mansions and
gardens filled with merriment and music, he carne to a great palace rising aloft in a
nobility of splendour far transcending all the magnificent buildings around.
Looking at the elephants, horses and
foot-soldiers in front, the high walls surrounding it and the beauty of its structure and
the richness of its decorations, he concluded that this was Raavana's own palace, the
central glory of splendid Lanka. He entered this palace. It was in every way a heaven on
earth worthy of Raavana's peerless power and glory. The park, the birds sporting there,
the shrines scattered here and there, filled Hanumaan with wonder. |