Indian Myth and LegendMackenzie, Donald A. (Donald Alexander)
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Indian Myth and Legend
Mackenzie, Donald A. (Donald Alexander)
Hindu mythology; Legends -- India
Surpa-nakha said: “I am a Rakshasa woman, the sister of Ravana, and
have come hither because I love thee. I have chosen thee for my
husband, and thou shalt rule over my great empire. Thy Sita is pale and
deformed and unworthy of thee, but I am of surpassing beauty and have
power to assume any form at will. I must devour Sita and thy brother,
so that we may range the jungle together and visit the lofty hills.”
Said Rama: “Sita is my beloved bride, nor would I leave her. But
Lakshmana hath no consort and is a fit husband for thee.”
Surpa-nakha at once departed from Rama, and went and found Lakshmana,
who jested with her.
Then the enraged Rakshasa woman sprang towards Sita in jealous anger,
but Rama thrust her back. Like to lightning Lakshmana leapt forward
with his sword and cut off the ears and nose of the evil-hearted
Surpa-nakha, whereat she shrieked and fled away, wailing like to the
storm wind. The rocks answered back her awesome cries.
Surpa-nakha hastened to one of her brothers who was named Khara,
and when he saw her disfigured and bleeding, he cried: “None but a
Celestial could have done this deed. This day will I drink the blood of
Indra as a crane drinks milk and water.”
Then Surpa-nakha related what had taken place, and said: “Rama and
Lakshmana attacked me to protect the woman Sita, whose life-blood I
desired to drink. I entreat thee to bring her to me now.”
Khara called upon fourteen Rakshasas and commanded them to capture the
three royal hermits who dwelt in Dandaka jungle. They hastened away and
Surpa-nakha went with them, but soon she returned wailing, because Rama
had slain the Rakshasas with Celestial arrows.
Khara immediately called upon his brother Dush´ana, saying: “Assemble
an army of fourteen thousand Rakshasas, and bring my weapons and my
chariot with white horses, for, verily, this day I must kill the
hateful Rama.”
Evil were the omens as the army marched to battle. Jackals howled and
birds screamed at dawn; the sky was blood-red, and Rahu endeavoured
to swallow the sun and caused an awesome eclipse; a headless horror
appeared in mid air. The arrows of Rama emitted smoke, and he said to
Lakshmana: “Hasten with Sita to a secret cave in the mountains and
protect her there. I will battle with the demons alone.”
Lakshmana did as his brother commanded. Then Rama girt on his glowing
armour, and, armed with a Celestial bow and many arrows, he awaited
the coming of his enemies. When the Rakshasas appeared they quailed
before him, because he appeared like to Yama at a Yuga end, but Khara
drove on in his chariot, urging his followers to attack; they followed
him roaring like a tempest, and they appeared like to black tremendous
clouds rushing towards the rising sun.
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