King reborn as Ravana

 Jai Sri Ganesha,

Hearing the curse the king was sore stricken with fear, again a voice heard from heaven, O holy Brahmans, you have uttered this curse without careful thought, the king committed no crime, the king hastened to the kitchen, neither any for nor cook was there, he relates the whole story to Brahmans, threw himself at the ground with fear,

Even though you are guileless, O king, what is inevitable fails not, a Brahman Curse is very terrible, no amount of effort can counter it, so saying Brahmans dispersed, people began to blame the providence, demon Kaal Ketu communicated the tiding to the hermit, 

Every battle was fought in diverse forms, and he lost all the way, all meet the fate of dust, Brahman curse can never be failed, listen, O Bhardwaj, whosoever incurs the displeasure of heaven, for him, a grain of dust becomes vast as mount Meru, a father becomes frightful as Yama that death God, and rope a snake,

The king with his family was born to a demon, named Ravana. with his powerful brother Kumbhkarnaa  and His minister born as Vibhishan, Vibhishan was the repository of virtues and all others were great demons, wicked and ruthless, though born in the incomparable holy line of sage Pulastya yet embodiment of sin,

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O FOOLISH KING GO AND TAKE BIRTH IN THE FORM OF DEMON'

 Jai Sri Ram,

In this way O king, with little exertion all the Brahmans shall be reduced to your will, in turn, Brahmans will offer oblations into the sacred fire, and the subject must get compliance, I will carry off with your family priest, will take his form and manage everything for you, The night is far gone, so you had better retire now, on the third day we will meet again, 

By my penitential power, I will convey you home, both you and your horse, even while you are asleep, I will come in the form I told you, recognize me when I call you aside and reminds you all this, the king sleeps in obedience to the hermit, a deep sleep came upon the monarch, Demon Kalketu made his appearance in the form of that bore, and lead the king astray, was a great friend of the hermit, recalling the old grudge the wretch conspired, the fate would have it and the king knew nothing, 

And in an instant, he conveyed Pratap Bhanu to his Place, later on Assuming the form of the family priest and reached at, the king was delighted to recognize, his mind was clouded, at once king invited four hundred Brahmanas, and the priest cooked the four kinds of foods with six tastes, mixed the flesh of various animals in the food, As the Brahmans started the dinner, a voice from heaven mimicked by Kaalketu as warn them, 

Up Up Brahmans, the dishes include the flesh of brahmans, uprose all the Brahmans believing the eternal voice, the king lost his nerve, his mind was bewildered with infatuation, Then Exclaimed the Brahmanas in Wrath, regardless of consequences, O FOOLISH KING GO AND TAKE BIRTH IN THE FORM OF DEMON's Form, you and all your Family, You and your race shall perish in a year, not a soul shall be left in your family to offer water to gratify spirit,

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I cook food and you Serve it

 Jai Sri Ram,

I warn you, O king, great harm shall befall you, if you relate this incident to anyone, you will only be undone if cursed by a brahman or relating this to anyone, the curse of a Brahman is most terrible, A guru can save one even if one has evoked the wrath of Brahmanas, 

Said the king, how shall I be able to win the Brahmanas, kindly tell me, I see no help other than you, Listen, O king, there are various expedients in this world but they are hard and doubtful too, but there is a simple device and its contrivance depend on me,  King clasped the hermit's feet, and said, be gracious to me, you are a saint, compassionate to humble, therefore, my lord, take this trouble on my behalf,

Knowing that the king is completely under his influence, hermit, that cleaver at deception and eternal envy, said, Listen, O king, I tell you the truth, for me, nothing is hard to attain, I will surely accomplish your object, a combination of Yoga, planning, penance, and the mystic formula works, secrecy must be maintained, 

I cook food and you Serve it and nobody comes to know, whosoever dines will make it to the cause, be dominant by your will and cooperate, Go and operate, take this vow for a whole year, everyday invite a new set of a thousand brahmans with their families, while I so long as your vow last, shall provide the daily banquet

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live in a world away from the public gaze

 Jai Sri Ram,

The king replied, those who are repositories of wisdom and free from pride like you always keep their reality concealed, even though proficient in everyday, they prefer to remain in tattered clothes, saints and ages proclaimed like you, and are held most dear to Sri Hari, when the hermit saw the king's affection and faith in him, spoke with ever greater affection,

Listen, O king, I tell you sincerely that I have dwelt here for long, no one has come to me so far di I make myself known to anyone, for popular esteem is like a wildfire, which consumes the forest of penance, not only fools, says Tulsidas, but even cleaver men taken by fair appearances, look at the beautiful peacock, though its notes are sweet like nectar, it devours snakes,

I live in a world away from the public gaze, God knows everything without being told, what is to be gained by humoring the world, you are sincere and intelligent therefore dear to me, I earned affection and confidence in you and relate that my name is Ekatanu, King reverently asked the meaning, the hermit said, my birth took place at the dawn of creation, since then, I have never taken another body, that is why I am called Ekatanu, 

Marble, not my son, nothing is difficult to obtain through penance, by the dint of penance Viranchi, Shambu, and Hari perform their respective task, the king felt much enamored by the words of the hermit, he further relates countless stories to win the faith of king, king completely yielded to the influence of the hermit, then proceed to tell him his real name, Said, hermit, I know you, even though you try to deceive me, I appreciate it,  then Pratap Bhanu, express the desire of his heart that I see you so gracious and ask a boon which is impossible to attain that let my body be free from old age, let no one vanquish me in battle, let me enjoy undisputed sovereignty over the globe for hundred Kalps and let me have no enemy, the hermit said, be so, if you escape from Brahmans curse, never let anyone of meeting with me, 

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mendicant, penniless and homeless as I am,

 Jai Sri Ram,

The whole fatigue was gone and the king heaved a sigh of relief, the hermit thereafter took him back to his hermitage, gave him a seat, and spoke in polite terms, who are, why risk your life by roaming in deep forest, you are so young and possess marks of the emperor on your person, 

King said, listen of Sage, there is a king named Pratap Bhanu, I am his minister, in pursuit of the game I have lost my way, and with great fortune, I have been led into your presence, your sight is a rare boon to me, The hermit said, it is now dusk, and your city is five hundred sixty miles away, listen, O friend, dark and dreamy I the night and forest is dense and trackless, knowing this, terry here overnight and depart next morning,

The inevitable, says Tulsidas, is invariably preached by circumstances that are favorable to it, either it comes to a man or takes him to the cause of doom, Very well, my lord king said, he tied the horse to a tree and sat down, the king extolled him in many ways, bowing to his feet congratulated himself, King now request him about his identity, the king did not recognize him, but hermit recognized him,

Fire of jealousy smoldered within his heart like a furnace, recalling the grudge he had nursed against him, thus uttered soft yet artful words, my name is Bhikari, a mendicant, penniless and homeless as I am,

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King saw a huge boar with an enormous body

 Jai Sri Ram,

The people were happy and free from all sorrows, and men and women were good-looking and virtuous, Dharmaruch was loyal to his master and advised him on the fair policies of statecraft, the king ever served the Brahmins gods manes, and saints, gladly devotedly performed sacred deeds as per scriptures, in all holy places created the infrastructure for the cause, build temples with the truth of decore,

Whatever sacrifices advised by the Vedas and Puranas, the king performed with reverence thousands of times, there was no seeking of any reward, in his heart, he was a man of great intelligence and wisdom,, and he dedicated all his service to Sri Hari in revered feeling, once equipped with outfit compatible to hunting, entered in a dense zone of the forest, 

King saw a huge boar with an enormous body and a startled look that resembled a purple mountain peek, king advanced and challenged him, boar flight swift as wind, king lost no time to shoot but missed, king discharged as many arrows as he could but boar went afar into the dense forest, king faced hardship beyond words and lost orientation, exhausted and pressed by hunger and thirst, keep searching for a pond and almost fainted for want of water, then found a hermitage, 

In the disguise of a hermit, a monarch who had been despoiled of his kingdom by the king and lived on in exile, carrying there as a pauper, immediately recognized Pratap Bhanu, and took him to his hermitage show him a good lake, the king was so astute to disclose his name, king gladly bathe and drink water from that beautiful lake, 

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Pratap Bhanu become king

 Jai Sri Ram,

Listen, O sage, to an old and sacred legend narrated by Shambhu to Girija, There was a Kaikaya State, ruled by then King Satya Ketu, that championed virtues and storehouse of wisdom, dignified, glorious, and powerful with two gallant sons, who were repositories of all virtues and most staunch in battle,

The elder of the two was Pratap Bhanu and another Arimardana, equally in strength and steady in battle, perfect unity in between them, affection each bore to the other was free from blemishes and guile, the king resigned to the elder son and resort himself into the forest for the sake of devotion to Sri Hari,

When Pratap Bhanu become king, a proclamation to this effect was made through the land, he looked after his subjects with utmost care according to the precepts of the Vedas and there was not a speck of sin anywhere in his kingdom, Prime minister Dharma Ruchi by name and deeds was sacred Sukra devoted to the king like anything, the king himself was the glory that daring in war, owned the best army with number of excellent warriors, created a special force to conquest the world, number of battles he fought and win, all hostile kings brought to their knees by the might, 

By the might of his arms, he reduced all the seven sections of territorial regions and let princes go on on payment of tribute, and now Pratap Bhanu was an undisputed sovereign of the entire globe, having thus subjugated the whole universe, jing reentered his capital, devoted himself to pleasure, religious gratification, at the appropriate time, in his kingdom charming earth become a cow of plenty, 

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feeling of meum and arrogance

 Jai Sri Ram,

Voluntarily assuming human guise I will manifest myself in your house, bodying myself forth with my rays I will perform sportive acts which will be a source of delight to my devotees, hearing such exploits with reverence blessed men shall cross the ocean of worldly existence, 

Renouncing the feeling of meum and arrogance, this Maya who is no other than my primordial energy that has brought forth the universe, she too will manifest herself, in this way I will accomplish your desire and this pledge of mine shall never, never, never fail, repeating this again and again, the gracious lord vanished out of sight,

Cherishing in their mind the image of the Lord who is so compassionate to devotees, the wedded couple stayed in that hermitage for some time more and dropped their bodies, when the time came, without the least pain they went and took abode in Amravati, 

This most sacred legend was related by Shiva to Uma, now hear yet another cause of Sri Rama's birth,

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I WILL BE YOUR SON

 Jai Sri Ram,

Hearing the soft pregnant, charming and excellent speech of Satarupa, the gracious lOrd gently replied, whatever desire you cherish in your mind I have granted, you should have no doubt about it,

Mother, by my grace your uncommon wisdom shall never fail, bowing at his feet, Manu again said, Lord, I have once more request to make, Let me have an attachment to your feet, of the same type as one has for a son, no matter if anyone calls me a big fool,

Just as a snake cannot live without the gem on its hood and a fish without water, even so, let my life be dependent on you, asking this boon, the king remained clasping the lord's feet till the all-merciful lord said, LET IT BE SO,

obeying my command go and dwell in the capital of Indra, having enjoyed extensive enjoyments, there you shall, after some time, be born as a king, listen, dear father, I WILL BE YOUR SON,

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