Ravana Said-listen O fool, i am the same mighty Ravana, the spot of whose arms is familiar to mount Kailash and whose valour is known to Shiva, in whose worship i offered my heads as flowers,
The prowess of my arms is known to the guardians of eight quarters, even as i walk, the earth shakes like a small boat, i am the same Ravana, known for his might all over the world,
You belittle that Ravana and extol a mortal man, Barbarous monkey, O puny wrech, i have now fathomed your wisdom,
On hearing this Angada replied, how can sri Rama be a mortal, you arrogant fool, is the god of love a mere archer, is the Ganga a mere stream, the cow of plenty a mere beast, the tree of paradise a mere tree, the gift of food an ordinary gift, nectar and ordinary drink, Garuda-just a bird, Vaikuntha just a sphere, is Devotion to sri Rama an ordinary Gain,
May Lord Bless all,
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