Rama cast an angry look

Jai Sri Ram,
In a condescending Manner he said to Rama,

I am sparing the boy because i know he is your younger brother,

So fair without and foul within, he resembles a jar of gold full of poison,

At this Laxmana laughed again but Rama cast an angry look on him, therefore, putting away all petulance of speech he submissively went up the Guru,

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whole body burnt with rage

Jai Sri Ram,
The people of the city trembled like aspen leaves,

They Said to themselves-the younger prince is really very naughty,

As the chief of Bhrgus heard the fearless words of Laxmana,

His whole body burnt with rage and his strength diminished,

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Pray be quite,

Jai sri Ram,
Pray sit down, your legs must be aching,

If you are very fond of it, let us devise some mean to mend it by calling in some expert,

Janaka was frightened at Laxmana's words and Said Pray be quite,

It is not good to transgress the limits of propriety,

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Passion is the root of sin

Jai sri Ram,
Laxmana smilingly said, listen Holy Sir,

Passion is the root of sin,

Swayed by it men perpetrate unseemly acts and indulge in misanthropic,

I am your servant , O chief of sages, put away your wrath and show mercy upon me, anger will not mend the broken bow,

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image of death

Jai sri Ram,
Seeing him smile , Parshurama flushed all over with sage and Said_

Rama, your brother is too wicked,

Though fair of hue, he is black at heart,

He has deadly poison and not the mother's milk on his lips, perverse by nature, he does not take after you, nor does this vile imp regard me as the very image of death,

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forbearing and illuminated anchorite

Jai Sri Ram,
If children play some planks, their teacher and parents are in raptures at it,

Therefore take pity on him, knowing him to be a child and your servant,

For you are an even minded good tempered, forbearing and illuminated anchorite,

On hearing Sri Rama's words Parshurama cool down a little but uttering something Laxmana smiled again,

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foolish as to affront you

Jai Sri Ram,
O Holy Brahman, Everyone exclaimed, this is wholly undesirable,

 The Lord Rama now becked Lakshmana to stop,

My Lord, have compassion on a child and wreak not your wreath on his guileless youngster,

If he has any idea of your might, how could he be so foolish as to affront you,

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sarcastic remarks

Jai Sri Ram,
Now you get creditor here and i will at once repay him from my own purse,

Hearing these sarcastic remarks Parshurama grasped his axe and the whole assembly cried,

O chief of Brighu, you are still threatening me with your axe, i am sparing you only because i hold you to be a Brahman,

O enemy of princes, you have never met champions staunch in fight-you have grown important in your own little home,

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fully paid the debts to own to your parents

Jai sri Ram,
Said Laxmana, is there anyone of good sage who is not aware of your gentle deposition,

So well known throughout the world, you have fully paid the debts to own to your parents,

The only debt which now remains to be paid by you is one you own to your Guru,

And that was waxing your mind not a little, it looks as if you had incurred the debt on our account, and since a considerable time has now elapsed a heavy interest has accumulated thereon,

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Everything looks green to the sage,

Jai Sri Ram,
Sri Vishmamitra said with smiling within self,

Everything looks green to the sage, {a man who loses his eyesight in the month of Saawan when whole landscape is green}

it is, however, the steel sword that he is faced with and not with sugar extracted from sugar cane that one could easily gulp,

It is a pity that he does not understand and still persists in his ignorance,

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repaid the debt

Jai sri Ram,
Sharp edged is my axe, while i am pitiless and furious,

And here stands before me an offender and enemy of my Guru,

Even though he gives a retort, i spare his life solely out of regard for you-O Vishvamitra,

OR else hacking him to pieces with this axe, i would have easily repaid the debt i have own to my Guru,

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let no one blame me

Jai Sri Ram,
After this let no one blame me, this sharp tongued boy deserve his death,

I have spared him long on account of his being a child,

He is now surely going to die,

Vishvamitra said, Pardon his offence, holy men take no notice of the merits and demerits of a child,

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Terrible Axe

Jai Sri Ram,
You have assumed the role of a hero and rare resolute and imperturbable,

It is unbecoming of you to your abuses,

You seems to have Death at your back and call and summon him again and again for my sake,

Hearing Laxmana's harsh words Parshurama closed his hand upon his terrible Axe,

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restraint upon your anger

Jai Sri Ram,
I proclaim it at the top of my voice and none should blame me for it,

Forbid him if you would save him, telling him my glory,

With your own lips you have recounted your exploits in diverse ways more than once,

If you are not yet satisfied, tell us something more-do not undergo a severe trial by putting any restraint upon your anger,

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in the jaws of death,

Jai Sri Ram,
Listen O Vishvamitra, this boy is stupid and perverse,

He is in the grip of death himself and will bring destruction on his whole family,

A dark Spot on the Moon like solar race, he is utterly unruly senseless and reckless,

The very next moment he shall find himself in the jaws of death,

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deep voice

Jai Sri Ram,
Every word of yours is as incisive as millions of thunderbolts,

The bow and arrows and the axe are, therefore, an unnecessary burden to you,

Pardon me, O great and illuminated hermit, if i have said anything unseemly at the sight of your weapons,

Hearing this, THE JEWEL OF BRAGHU race furiously rejoined in a deep voice,

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valour is never shown against gods, Brahmanas, Devotees

Jai Sri Ram,
I suppress my anger and put up with whatever you say,

In our family valour is never shown against gods, Brahmanas, Devotees of Sri hari and the Cow,

For by Killing any of these we incur ins while a defeat at their hands will bring disrepute on us

We should throw ourself at your feet even if you strike us,

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no pumpkin in the bud

Jai Sri Ram,
Here there is no pumpkin in the bud,

That would wither away as soon as an index finger is raised, against it,

It was only when i saw you armed with an axe and bow and arrows that i spoke with the same pride,

Now that understand you are a descendant of Bhrgu and perceive a sacred thread on your person,

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unborn offspring in the womb

Jai Sri Ram,
Do not bring woe to your parents, O princely lad,

My most cruel axe has exterminated even unborn offspring in the womb,

Laxman smilingly retorted in a mild tone, The great sage consider himself an extraordinary warrior,

He flaunts his axe before me again and again, as f he would blow away a mountain with a mere puff of breath,

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an irascible one

Jai Sri Ram,
I have been a celibate from my very boyhood but also an irascible one,

I am known throughout the world as a sworn enemy of the Ksatriya,

By the might of my arm i made the earth king-less and bestowed it time after time upon Brahmans,

Look at his axe, which looped off the arms of Sahastrabahu, O youth Prince,

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i slay you not because, as i say, you are a child yet

Jai Sri Ram,
Sri Rama mistook it for a new one and at his very touch it break in two.

Lord Rama, therefore, was not to blame for it either,

Why, then, be angry, reverend Sir, for no cause,

Casting a glance at his axe, Parshurama replied, O foolish child, have you heard of my temper, i slay you not because, as i say, you are a child yet, do not take me for a  mere anchorite, O dullard,

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What gain or loss

Jai Sri Ram,
O Young Prince, Being in the grip of death you have no control over your speech,

Would you compare to a small bow the mighty bow of Shiva, that is known through out the world,

Said Laxmana with a smile, listen O holy sir-to my mind all bows are alike
,
What gain or loss can there be in the breaking of a worn out Bow,

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Parshurama burst out in fury,

Jai sri Ram,
Let him start apart,leaving this assembly

Or everyone of this assembly will be slain

Hearing the sage's words Laxmana smiled and said insulting Parshurama, i have broken many a small bow in my childhood but you never grew so angry,

May Lord, why should you be fond of this particular bow, At this Parshurama burst out in fury,

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Listen of O Rama

Jai Sri Ram,
What is your command Why not tell me,

At this furious sage was all more incensed and said, A servant is he who does service,

Having played the role of an enemy, one should give battle,

Listen of O Rama-whoever has broken Shiva's bow is my enemy no less than the thousand armed Kartavirya,

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it must be some one of your servants,

Jai Sri Ram,
When Sita heard of Parshurama's temperament,

Even half a moment passed to her like a whole life-time of the universe,

When Sri Rama saws everyone seized with panic and perceived Sita's anxiety

He interposed, there was neither joy nor sorrow in his heart, My Lord, it must be some one of your servants, who has broken the bow of Shiva,

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God has undone an accomplished fact,

Jai sri Ram,
In his excess of fear, the king would make no answer

The wicked kings were glad of heart,

Gods, Sages, Nagas, and the people of the city were filled with anxiety

Their hearts were much agitated, Sita's mother's lamented within herself-saying-God has undone an accomplished fact,

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who has broken the bow

Jai Sri Ram,
Janaka Narrated to him the whole story, mentioning what had brought all the kings there,

On hearing the reply Parshurama turned round and looking in the other direction he espied the fragments of the bow lying on the ground,

Flying into a rage he spoke in harsh tone,

Tell me O Janaka, who has broken the bow, show him at once or this day i will overthrow the whole tract of the land over which your dominion extends

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Sri Rama's incomparable beauty

Jai Sri Ram,
His eyes were riveted on Sri Rama's incomparable beauty,

Which would humble the pride of cupid himself,

Then he looked round and though knowing everything, he asked Videha, like an ignorant,

Tell me, what has attracted all this crowd here, and as he spoke thus wrath took possession of his whole being,

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he bestowed his blessings on her

Jai sri Ram,
Then came Janaka and bowed his head,

Sending for Sita he made her pay homage to the sage,

Her companions rejoiced when he bestowed his blessings on her, And cleverly took her where other ladies were,

Next came Vishvamitra, who met him and placed two brothers at his lotus feet, saying that they were king Dasratha's sons, Sri Rama and laxmana by name, seeing the well matched pair, he bless them,

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Each fell prostrate

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,

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His character

Jai Sri Ram,
With the anchorite covering about his loins and a pair pf quivers fastened by his side,

He held a bow and arrows in his hands and an axe upon his fair shoulder,

Through saintly in attire, he had cruel record of deeds,

His character, therefore, defied description,

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reddened with anger

Jai sri Ram,
Having matted locks on the head, his handsome moon-like face was a bit reddened with anger,

With knitted brows and eyes inflamed with passion,

His natural look gave one of the impression that he was enraged

He had well build shoulder like those of a bull and a broad chest and long arms,he was adorned with a beautiful sacred thread, rosary and deerskin,

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Sage Parsurama

Jai Sri Ram,
That very moment arrived the Sage Parsurama,

A very sun to the lotus like race of Bhrgu, led by the news of breaking of the bows,

At his very sight the kings all cowered downed even as a quail would shrink beneath the swoop of a hawk,

A coat of ashes looked most charming on his body, his broad forehead was adorned with a tripundra,

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A lion's whelp

Jai Sri Ram,
With fiery eye and knitted brows he cast an angry look at the kings,

As though, at the sight of a heard of wild elephants in rut,

A lion's whelp were eager to pronounce them,

Seeing the uproar the women of the city were distressed and joined in cursing the princes,

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he could not speak

Jai Sri Ram,
When Sri Sita heard the tumult, she got afraid  and her companions took her to the queen,

While Rama Advanced to his Guru, easy in mind and inwardly praising her affection,

The queen as well as Sita were filled with anxiety and wondered what providence had in store for them,

Laxmana looked hither and thither; for fear of Rama, however, he could not speak

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feast your eyes upon Rama

Jai Sri Ram,
Giving up jealousy, arrogance and anger, therefore, feast your eyes upon Rama,

Knowing Laxmana's wrath to be ablazing fire, do not allow yourselves to be consumed by it like  a moth,

As the crow should seek an offering set for Garuda, as a rabbit should covet the shear of lion,

As a man who is angry without any cause should expect happiness, covetous man should long for good fame and a gallant should aspire to be free from scandal,

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shame itself feel shy

Jai Sri Ram,
When good kings heard these words they said,

They said shame itself feel shy in approaching this assembly of princes

Your might glory velour of which you are boasting,

Or have you since acquired it anew from somewhere else, it is because of your mentality that god has blacked your faces,

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Carry off Sita by force

Jai Sri Ram,
Rising from their seats one after another and dooming their armour the wrenches began to brag about

Carry off Sita by force and capture the two princes hold them in bondage

No purpose will be served by merely breaking the bow

For who shall to help them, rout him in battle along-with the two brothers

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sage Gautama's wife, Ahilya

Jai Sri Ram,
Remembering the fate of the sage Gautama's wife, Ahilya

She would not touch his feet with hands,

The jewel of Raghu's race inwardly smiled to perceive her transcendent love,

Then as they looked on Sita, a few princes were filled with longing for her; those wicked, degenerate fools grew indignant,

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beauty and the sentiment of love

Jai Sri Ram,
The pair of Sri Rama and Sri Sita shone as if the beauty and the sentiment of love had met together in human for,.

Her companions urged her_

Sita clasp your lord's feet,

But Sita was too much afraid to touch his feet,

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divine blessings

Jai Sri Ram,
Brahman recited the Vedas, while panegyrics sang praise,

The glad tidings spread throughout the Earth,

The subterranean regions and heaven that Sri Rama had broken the bow and won the hand of Sita,

 The people of the city waved lights round the pair in order to ward off as an act of invocation of divine blessings on the couple,

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in the city and in the heaven,

Jai Sri Ram,
There was music both in the city and in the heaven,

While the wicked were downcast, the virtues beamed with joy,

Gods, Kinnaras, men, Nagas and the great sages uttered blessings with shouts of victory,

Celestial dames danced and sang and handful of flowers were showered again and again,

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Sita placed the wreath of victory round Sri Rama's neck

Jai Sri Ram,
In this act her uplifted hands shone as if a pair of lotuses with their stalks were timidly investing the moon with a wreath of victory,

At this charming sight her companions broke into a song,

While Sita placed the wreath of victory round Sri Rama's neck so as to adorn his breast,

Witnessing the wreath of victory resting on Sri Rama's bosom, gods rained down flowers; while he kings all shrank in confusion like lillies at the rising of the Sun,

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wreath of victory

Jai sri Ram,
A clever companion, who perceived her in this condition, exhorted her saying,

Invest the bridegroom with beautiful wreath of victory,

At this she raised the wreath with both of her hands,

But was too overwhelmed with emotion to garland him,

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Sri Krishna Janmashtami

Jai sri Ram,
It is Sri Krishna Janmashtami Today, indeed a great day to adore with,

Sri Krishna, a light which dispel the dark of inner chamber that for a cause,

Sri Krishna, a tangible support for devotees and followers which not only help here but help here after too,

Obeisance to Lord Krishna, The legend of true love and truth of Sri Radha Rani ji,

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Her hidden love

Jai sri Ram,
She held in one of her lotus hands the fair wreath of victory,

Resplendent with the glory of triumph over the whole universe

While her body shrank with modesty, her heart was full of rapture,

Her hidden love could not be perceived by others , as drew near and behold Rama's beauty, princes Sita stood motionless as a portrait,

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Sri Sita advanced towards Rama

Jai Sri Ram,
Sadananda then gave the word and Sri Sita advanced towards Rama,

Accompanied by her fair and talented companions, who were singing festal songs,

She paced like a cygnet, her limbs possessing infinite charm,

In the Midst of her companions Sri Sita shone as a personification supreme beauty among other embodiments of Beauty,

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cakora bird

Jai Sri Ram,
The king countenance fell at the breaking of the bow,

Just as Lamp in the dimmed at down of the day,

Sri Sita's delight could only be compared to that female caraka bird on receiving a rain drop when the sun is in the same latitude as the constellation Swati,

Laxman fixed his eyes on the Rama as the young of a cakora bird gazes on the moon,

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sang auspicious strains,

jai Sri Ram,
Everywhere young women sang auspicious strains,

The Queen with her companions was much delighted,

As though a withering crop of paddy had been refreshed by a shower,

King was now care free and felt gratified as if a tired swimmer had reached a shallow,

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crash of cymbals and tabors

Jai sri Ram,
Talented bards, minstrels and panegyrics sang praises,

Everybody gave away horses, elephants, riches, jewels and raiment as an act of invocation of God's blessings on the youthful champion,

There was a crash of cymbals and tabors, conch and clarionets,

Drums and sweet sounded kettledrums, both large and small played with many other charming instruments,

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broken the massive bow of Shambhu,

Jai Sri Ram,
Siddhas and great sages praised the lord and gave him blessings raining down wreaths and flowers of various colours,

Other class of demigods sang melodious strains and shout the victory re-echoed throughout the universe,

The crash that followed the breaking of the bow was drowned in it,

Everywhere men and women in their joy kept saying that Rama had broken the massive bow of Shambhu,

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thrill of joy,

Jai Sri Ram,
Beholding sri Rama's beauty, which represented the full Moon, the sage felt an increasing thrill of joy,

Which may be compared to rising tide in the ocean,

Kettle drums sounded with great noise in the heavens,

Celestial damsels sang and danced, Brahma and other gods praised lord and gave him blessings

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water of love

Jai Sri Ram,
The bow of Shiva was the bark and the Rama's strength of arm was the ocean to be crossed with its aid,

The whole host that had boarded the ship out of ignorance was drowned with the bark,

The Lord tossed on the ground the two broken peices of the bow,

And everone rejoiced at the sight, Visvamitra stood as the holy ocean, full of sweet and unfathomable water of love,

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The awful crash

Jai Sri Ram,
The awful crash reached through the spheres,

The horses of the sun-god stayed from the course  The elephants of the quarters trumpeted,

The Earth shock, the serpent king, the divine boar and the divine tortoise fidgeted about, gods demons and sages put their hand to their ears and all  began anxiously to ponder the cause,

But when they learnt that Sri Rama had broken the bow they uttered shouts of victory,

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Sri Rama broke the bow in halves'

Jai Sri Ram,
Casting a glance at Lord she resolved to love him even at the cost of her life, Sri Rama, the embodiment of compassion, understood it all, Looking at Sri Sita he glanced at the bow as Garuda would gaze on a poor snake, When Laxmana Perceived that the Sri Rama had cast a glance at the bow, the hair on his body stood erect and he uttered the following words pressing the crust of earth under his foot,

O elephants guarding the cardinal points, o divine tortoise, O serpent-king, o Divine Bear, steadily hold the earth that it may not shake, Sri Rama seeks to break the bow of Shiva;therefore listen to my command and be ready,

When Rama drew near to the bow, men women present there invoked in his behalf the help of gods as well as their past deeds, the arrogance of the foolish kings, the proud pretensions of parshurama, the apprehension of gods that great sages, the distress of Sita, king Janaka's remorse and the fire of the queen's terrible agony, all these boarded the great bark of Shiva's bow, with whose help they sought to cross the boundless ocean of  Sri Rama's arm, but there was no helmsman to steer the ship,

Rama first looked at the crowd of spectators and found them motionless as the figures of a drawing, the gracious lord then turned his eyes towards Sri Sita and perceived her deep distress, He found Sita greatly agitated, every moment passed hung on her as a whole life time of the universe, if a thirsty man dies for want of water, of what avail is a lake of nectar to him once he is dead, what good is a shower when crop is dried up, thinking thus within self the lord looked at Sita and thrilled all over to perceive her singular devotion, he inwardly made obeisance to preceptor and took up the bow with great ability, the bow gleamed like a flash of lighting as he grasped it in his hand and then it appeared like a circle in the sky, no one knew when he took it in his hands strung it and drew it tight, everyone only saw standing instantly Sri Rama broke the bow in halves' the awful crash resounded through all spheres,

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