Jai Sri Ram,
It looked as if the heroic sentiments had taken the form of a hermit and arrived where the kings had assembled,
Beholding the frightful figure of Parshurama, the kings all rose in consternation and mentioning his own as well as his father's Name,
Each fell prostrate on the ground before him,
even he on whom Parshurama cast a friendly look in a natural way through his sands of his life had run out,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks Please
It looked as if the heroic sentiments had taken the form of a hermit and arrived where the kings had assembled,
Beholding the frightful figure of Parshurama, the kings all rose in consternation and mentioning his own as well as his father's Name,
Each fell prostrate on the ground before him,
even he on whom Parshurama cast a friendly look in a natural way through his sands of his life had run out,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks Please
