ramcharitmanas,

Kishkindha Kaanda

134 - A description of the rainy season

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dādura dhuni cahu disā suhāī. bēda paḍhahiṃ janu baṭu samudāī..
 

nava pallava bhaē biṭapa anēkā. sādhaka mana jasa milēṃ bibēkā..
  [4-14-1]

arka jabāsa pāta binu bhayaū. jasa surāja khala udyama gayaū..
 

khōjata katahu milai nahiṃ dhūrī. karai krōdha jimi dharamahi dūrī..
  [4-14-2]

sasi saṃpanna sōha mahi kaisī. upakārī kai saṃpati jaisī..
 

nisi tama ghana khadyōta birājā. janu daṃbhinha kara milā samājā..
  [4-14-3]

mahābṛṣṭi cali phūṭi kiārīṃ . jimi sutaṃtra bhaēom bigarahiṃ nārīṃ..
 

kṛṣī nirāvahiṃ catura kisānā. jimi budha tajahiṃ mōha mada mānā..
  [4-14-4]

dēkhiata cakrabāka khaga nāhīṃ. kalihi pāi jimi dharma parāhīṃ..
 

ūṣara baraṣai tṛna nahiṃ jāmā. jimi harijana hiyaom upaja na kāmā..
  [4-14-5]

bibidha jaṃtu saṃkula mahi bhrājā. prajā bāḍha jimi pāi surājā..
 

jahaom tahaom rahē pathika thaki nānā. jimi iṃdriya gana upajēṃ gyānā..
  [4-14-6]


Description

"On all sides one hears the delightful croaking of frogs, which reminds one of a batch of religious students chanting the Vedas. Clothed with new leaves the trees of different species look as green and cheerful as the mind of a striving soul who has attained spiritual wisdom. The leaves of the aka and Javasa plants have fallen off even as under a good government the plans of the wicked come to naught. Dust cannot be found even if one searches for it, just as piety is scared away by anger. The earth rich with crops appears as delightful as the wealth of a generous man. In the thick darkness of the night fireflies gleam like a mustered band of hypocrites. The embankments of the fields have been breached by torrential rains just as women get spoiled by freedom. Clever husbandmen protect their crop by uprooting the weeds, just as the wise discard infatuation, vanity and pride. The Cakravaka birds are no more to be seen, just as virtues disappear with the Kali age. Even though it rains on the barren lands as well, not a blade of grass sprouts on it, just as concupiscence takes no root in the heart of a servant of Sri Hari. The earth looks charming with the swarms of various living creatures even as the population grows under a good government. Many a weary traveller has stopped here and there just as with the dawning of wisdom the senses become still.

 
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