Bleeding and mad with pain and rage, she flung herself on the ground before
Khara, as he sat in state with his colleagues. Yelling with anguish, she related the story
of her wrongs. The scorn and mutilation she had suffered was an insult to the Raakshasa
race which only blood could efface.
She said: "Look at me. Raama and
Lakshmana have done this and they are still alive and roaming in your domain. And you sit
here doing nothing."
Khara stood up and said: "My dear
sister, what is all this? I understand nothing. Calm yourself and tell me what has
happened. Who dared to do this thing to you and is he in this forest? Who is he that wants
to become food for crows and vultures? Who has stirred up the black cobra? Who is that
fool? Where is he? Tell me, and he shall die at once. The earth is thirsty for his blood.
Stand up and tell me everything as it happened." |