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The 37th Chapter
The sun, the eye of the world, covered the directions with its rays, resembling a circle of fire, and reached its connection with the rising point. ||15||
In the morning, the ladies were distressed, filled with sorrow, and their beloved husbands were trying to console them. They were overwhelmed with unbearable grief. ||15||
The deep-sounding drums, preceded by the sound of conch shells, were beaten by the order of Ravana, skilled in giving the signal for war. ||15||
The warriors, filled with pride and arrogance, went out, mounted on horses, elephants, and chariots, rejoicing. ||16||
They were adorned with shining weapons like swords, bows, clubs, and spears, and their bodies were decorated with waving chowries and umbrellas. ||161||
The Vidhyadhara kings, swift, like gods, powerful, and skilled in warfare, went out in great splendor. ||162||
Seeing the plight of the women, whose eyes were red like lotuses from constant weeping, even the hearts of the wicked were filled with sorrow. ||163||
One warrior, leaving his beloved behind, said, "My dear, go back, I am truly going to war." ||164||
One woman, with eyes like a deer, wanted to see her husband's face, so she said, "Take your turban, dear," as an excuse. ||165||
When her beloved was out of sight, another woman fainted and fell to the ground, surrounded by her friends, with tears streaming down her face. ||166||
One woman, returning, held onto the edge of the bed, silent and motionless, like a clay doll. ||167||
One warrior, blessed with perfect vision and a follower of the Anuvratas, was watched by his wife from behind and by a celestial maiden from the front. ||168||
The warriors, who were previously as gentle as the full moon, became fierce and radiant like Yama, when they entered the battlefield, adorned with armor. ||166||
Maricha, with his army of chariots, elephants, horses, and infantry, equipped with bows and umbrellas, arrived at the city with great speed. ||170||
The archer, Vimala Chandra, Vimala Ambuda, Sunanda, Ananda, Nanda, and others, numbering hundreds and thousands, were also there. ||171||
And in the temples of the Arhat Bhagwan, the sweet sound of music began to resonate. ||156||
The sun, resembling a mass of fire at the time of destruction, covered the directions with its rays and reached its connection with the rising point. ||157||
In the morning, the ladies were distressed, filled with sorrow, and their beloved husbands were trying to console them. They were overwhelmed with unbearable grief. ||158||
Then, by the order of Ravana, the conch shells were blown, signaling the war, and the deep-sounding drums were beaten. ||159||
The warriors, filled with pride and arrogance, went out, mounted on horses, elephants, and chariots, rejoicing. ||160||
They were adorned with shining weapons like swords, bows, clubs, and spears, and their bodies were decorated with waving chowries and umbrellas. ||161||
The Vidhyadhara kings, swift, like gods, powerful, and skilled in warfare, went out in great splendor. ||162||
Seeing the plight of the women, whose eyes were red like lotuses from constant weeping, even the hearts of the wicked were filled with sorrow. ||163||
One warrior, leaving his beloved behind, said, "My dear, go back, I am truly going to war." ||164||
One woman, with eyes like a deer, wanted to see her husband's face, so she said, "Take your turban, dear," as an excuse. ||165||
When her beloved was out of sight, another woman fainted and fell to the ground, surrounded by her friends, with tears streaming down her face. ||166||
One woman, returning, held onto the edge of the bed, silent and motionless, like a clay doll. ||167||
One warrior, blessed with perfect vision and a follower of the Anuvratas, was watched by his wife from behind and by a celestial maiden from the front. ||168||
The warriors, who were previously as gentle as the full moon, became fierce and radiant like Yama, when they entered the battlefield, adorned with armor. ||166||
Maricha, with his army of chariots, elephants, horses, and infantry, equipped with bows and umbrellas, arrived at the city with great speed. ||170||
The archer, Vimala Chandra, Vimala Ambuda, Sunanda, Ananda, Nanda, and others, numbering hundreds and thousands, were also there. ||171||
And in the temples of the Arhat Bhagwan, the sweet sound of music began to resonate. ||156||