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## The Thirty-Seventh Chapter
Then, on another day, the supremely radiant Ravana, adorned with a brilliant aura, stood in the assembly hall as the sun rose. [1]
He was served by Kubera, Varuna, Ishana, Yama, and Soma, along with many other kings, making him appear as resplendent as Indra himself. [2]
Surrounded by valiant men born of noble lineage, seated on his throne, Ravana shone with a brilliance like the moon surrounded by stars. [3]
He was fragrant with divine perfumes, his garments, garlands, and unguents were all celestial. His chest was adorned with necklaces, he was handsome and had a gentle gaze. [4]
With a generous heart, he looked around the assembly and thought, "The valiant Meghavahana is not present in his place." [5]
Nor was Indrajeet, who shone like Indra himself and was beloved for his captivating eyes, nor was Bhanukarna (Kumbhakarna), who radiated like the sun. [6]
Though this assembly, like a lake, is adorned with lotus-like men, it lacks the brilliance of those great men, and therefore does not possess its full splendor. [7]
Though Ravana's eyes were like blooming lotuses and he himself was exceptionally beautiful, his face was marred by the anguish of worry, making him difficult to look at. [8]
His forehead, like a courtyard, was shrouded in darkness caused by the knot of his furrowed brows. He was as terrifying as Yama, radiating the fierce glow of an angry serpent. [9]
Seeing Ravana with his lips tightly clenched, immersed in his own thoughts, the ministers were deeply frightened and unsure of what to do. [10]
Their minds were filled with anxiety, wondering, "Is he angry with me or with him?" They all stood with folded hands, their heads bowed to the ground. [11]
May, Ugra, Shuka, Lokaksha, and Saran, along with other ministers, were ashamed and looked down at the ground, their faces filled with sorrow. [12]