Shrimad Ramayan Episode discussion thread ~ 21 Dec 2024 - Page 11

Originally posted by: chatterbox

Maine fast forward kar diya

Mera sar chakra gaya jitna padha

Yogic powers se led baba aaya

Toh ab Tak kaha hai

Pucca Inka fuse udd gaya hai and he is doing gol gol rani in jungle

haan unko toh aaj tak maine kamal se uttar kar koi bhi kaam karte hue nahi dekha

Now I need to charge my phone

Stick around if u can for aprx 20 min

If not will try later

Tata

vaise jab aag lagi why didnt ram use his divine astra.. the baarish one.. i forgot the name...

Originally posted by: Tanya03Forums

i will bold important lines jisko quick read karna hain

Lav touched my face gently and said, ‘Don’t worry, Ma. They couldn’t hurt us. We prayed for your blessing and conjured a shield of magic arrows around us. We know nothing would get through it. ’Kush added, ‘We could have killed them all easily, even the four generals, though they were quite good at fighting and had some fine astras of their own. But we remembered what you told us, so we didn’t. Instead we called on our unconsciousness astra and our binding astra, and—’The blood pounded in my ears. ‘What four generals?’ I whispered. Lav creased his brows. ‘They said they belonged to the Raghu dynasty. They added a lot of stuff about how great it was. We couldn’t hear everything. It was noisy there, with all those soldiers that kept rushing up, trying to kill us.’ ‘Their names are on the necklace,’ Kush said, holding it up for me. ‘Mother, are you all right?’I grabbed the horse’s neck to keep from falling. Even before I read the embossed plaque that hung from the necklace, I knew what it would say. The great monarch Ram, son of Dasharath of Raghu Vamsa, is performing … The rest of the words faded away.‘Take me to the leader,’ I cried. ‘He’s your father.’

THE DARK MEADOW WHERE the battle had taken place was full of bodies and slippery with blood.Lav and Kush held my arms and guided me. I kept my eyes on the single flaming torch we carried with us into the black night. I was glad I couldn’t see the grimaces of horror that must have frozen on the men’s faces. I hoped the boys were right, that the soldiers were unconscious and not dead. I didn’t want my children to suffer the heavy karma of so much killing. Even though by the rules of war they were innocent, having only responded to being attacked, I knew that karma worked in strange ways. Why else would Ram—Vishnu himself come down to earth—have suffered so greatly throughout his life? Why else would he have been forced to condemn himself to a life of royal, arid loneliness? Even before Lav and Kush pointed him out, I sensed his presence and rushed forward. I fell to my knees and held his still, blood-streaked face in my hands. He was bound with cords that sparkled and crackled as though they were made of lightning. They must have hurt—from time to time his body convulsed—though when I pulled at them, they didn’t harm me. That was the way of divine astras. I tried, with all my strength, to loosen them—but I wasn’t able to do it. I glared at Lav and Kush through my tears, too overwhelmed to speak. But they’d started chanting already, and in a moment the bonds faded away—not only from Ram but also from his brothers, who had fallen around him. Dharini-Ma had followed me, along with a few of the women. They poured water over Ram’s body so I could wash it and handed me my basket of healing ointments. The boys held the torches steady as I applied ointments and whispered prayers. How handsome Ram was, even with a bloody gash on his pale cheek. But he’d aged. There were lines of worry on his forehead, and a downturn to his lips as though life had disappointed him. I touched his wounds—he had many—and shuddered as though they were my own. All this time I’d believed that I’d successfully steeled my heart against him, but ah, that wasn’t true. I still loved him as much as when we’d been forest-dwellers in our little moonlit hut in Panchabati. And remembering how he’d sent me away without a word still hurt me as much as the night I’d arrived in Valmiki’s ashram.

WHILE WE WERE WALKING to the field, I’d told the boys their history. A distraught Lav had asked, ‘But why didn’t you explain this to us earlier, Ma, instead of letting us think we were rishikumars? Then we’d never have done something so terrible today.’‘ What would I have told you?’ I said sadly. ‘That your father, though a great and valiant king, had banished me for no fault of my own, because of frivolous gossip? That he cared more for the stability of his kingdom and the brilliance of his reputation than he did for his innocent, unborn children? Wouldn’t you have hated him if I’d done so? Wouldn’t you have grown up angry and resentful and dissatisfied with the ashram—and perhaps blaming me, thinking that you should be in a palace instead?’‘ We’d never have wanted to leave you, Mother,’ Kush cried, hugging me tightly. ‘We’d never have blamed you. But yes, you’re right, we would have been furious with Ram. We might have gone searching just to battle him. ’I noticed that neither of the boys would call Ram father . But they observed him intently. No doubt they were seeing what I’d noticed earlier—and Valmiki, too. My sons looked just like Ram, with only a soft touch of me around their mouths. But why weren’t the ointments and the chants working? Why was Ram still lying there, pale as a corpse, his breath so shallow that I could hardly feel it? I tried again and again—and Mother Dharini tried with me—until the moon was low in the sky and the stars began to disappear one by one. Still Ram was caught in a place between life and death. Finally, in exhaustion, I threw myself down on the ground by him and prayed. Was it to the goddess or to the earth, my mother? Or to the divine being I’d been in the otherworld? Or were they all the same? Help me. Please help me. Praying thus, I fell into a trance. I don’t know how long it lasted, only that the torches had sputtered out by the time I came back to myself. And when I opened my eyes, I knew the answer. The herbs and chants weren’t working because of my anger towards Ram. In some dark part of my soul, I wanted him to suffer. I took a deep breath and focussed on the faces of my children. They hung anxiously over me, holding back only because Dharini insisted that I shouldn’t be touched when I was in the process of healing someone. I focussed on the flow of love between us and the fact that, more than anything in the world, I wanted them to be happy and fulfilled . But for that to happen, they had to develop their gifts to the utmost and then use them for the world’s good. They’d already learned whatever Valmiki and I could teach them. They’d already learned whatever they could teach themselves. The best place for them now was their father’s court. Ram had to be their teacher now. And to accept his teachings fully, they needed to love him. They couldn’t do that as long as I held onto anger, for anger gives out a powerful vibration even when it’s wordless. I concentrated as deeply as I could on my heart centre. I spoke to my inner self—or to the universe,which was, ultimately, the same thing.

SOMEONE TOUCHED MY SHOULDER, startling me. To my surprise, it was Valmiki.‘I saw in meditation all that was happening here,’ he said. ‘I returned immediately, using my yogic powers. You are to be commended for saving Ram’s life. I hadn’t thought it could be done.’ Then his face grew sad. ‘But this is not the right time for him to see you—or your sons. That occasion will come, I promise. For now, though, you must take your children and go. ’I wanted to protest. To refuse. To be so close to my beloved and not converse with him, not enjoy even a moment of his touch? Not see the admiration in his eyes because I’d raised his sons so well? I confess: I wanted also for him to know that I’d saved his life. I’d let go of my anger, yes, for the sake of my children. But I wouldn’t have minded a little gratitude, the look of shame in his eye, an apology. But there was a ring of truth in Valmiki’s voice that made me pull the reluctant Lav and Kush to the shelter of a big banyan tree a little distance away. From behind its hanging roots, we watched as Ram gained consciousness and sat up—too quickly, for he had to brace himself with his arm. He looked around, disoriented. There was confusion on his face and also disappointment. He hadn’t noticed Valmiki yet. ‘I think he’s looking for Lav and me,’ Kush cupped his hands and whispered in my ear.I was sure he was right. From behind him, Valmiki cleared his throat meaningfully. Ram spun around and put a hand to his head, as though the sudden movement made it hurt. ‘Revered sage,’ he said, bowing to the rishi, ‘have you seen the two young boys who detained my ashwamedha horse and did what no one in all of Bharatvarsha has been able to do? They defeated our entire army and then took on my brothers and myself as well. One by one, they brought us low. Ah, the way they called upon the most complex and powerful astras! I’ve never seen it done before. Even as I lay paralysed on the ground, I marvelled at their skill and wondered if they were children of the gods.’

ye kya h

do you have this version book

Originally posted by: cuteamanboy

ye kya h

do you have this version book

i have the online version but its is inspired and some distortaions are done was said by the author so... haan i dont mind.. but shrimad rmayan mein to kahi nahi bola tha

Originally posted by: chatterbox

Good morning jai shree ram

Ok I have two guesses with this promo .

Pehli baat itna controversial promo deke it's insulting Shri ram. Just for excitement this is not done. Kuch bhi dikha denge.ram ka naam badnaam na karo 🙏

My guess no 1 the arrow shot was not by kids. Perhaps led baba stopped it

Second guess mayavi luv kush attacking not real Wale .

But the next part I can't make head or tail.

How did kids get the ramji crown to show to Sita

Whole thing is sasta ki sasti maya .

He did say uska end near hai and that daayan sister tells him end near hai toh itna kaam jo kiya hai usko finish Karo

Full Raghuvansh ka end karo

So all this or partly it is sasta ki maaya

But instead of showing this they could have shown sasta ka end ka promo

Now jaldi jaldi promo aa rahe hai

So pls Jan Tak end karo

Of Course I Totally Forgot About S Raavan 's Dark Plans

Yeah It Be Evil Luv Kush Who Shot Lord Ram

But This Can't Happen

No

Lord Ram 's Name Shouldn't Be Thrown In The Mud Like This

Iam Sad Seeing That Promo Chatterbox

😔

I Love Lord Ram His My Favorite God Lord Vishnu 's 7th Form.

😍

Originally posted by: Tanya03Forums

vaise jab aag lagi why didnt ram use his divine astra.. the baarish one.. i forgot the name...

Ramji ka memory bhi obliviated kar diya in makers ne

Originally posted by: SilverBell

Of Course I Totally Forgot About S Raavan 's Dark Plans

Yeah It Be Evil Luv Kush Who Shot Lord Ram

But This Can't Happen

No

Lord Ram 's Name Shouldn't Be Thrown In The Mud Like This

Iam Sad Seeing That Promo Chatterbox

😔

I Love Lord Ram His My Favorite God Lord Vishnu 's 7th Form.

😍

Don't worry it's hype created promo

Trp ke liye kuch bhi karega

Originally posted by: ananya3129

No he is not there, kanhi aur Dulha type costume mein shoot kar raha hai

Woh bhi pata hai tumhe dulha type costume 😂😂😂

Hmmm ab kal Tak ka intezar.

Yeh sasta ki rachi maya hai

Jisme sab lapete mei aa gaye 😂😂