Kabandha advised Rama of his journey saying, "Along the western horizon runs a path that leads to Rishyamuka. It abounds with blossoming trees and fruit bearing branches. Jambu, Priyala, Amara, Kuta, Naga, Raga, Aswatha, Karnikara and Kadamba vie with hundreds of other species in beautifying the grove. Every branch droops with the sweet burden of its lush fruit, every flower holds honey and every bee seeks it. Traveling from one enchanting garden to another, you will arrive at Pampa, a lake so pristine, that its waters sparkle like crystal. Free from boulders and weeds its bed is covered with soft sands. On its surface float the most ravishingly beautiful lotus and water lilly. Frolicking swan, heron and duck make music while its limpid waters sparkle with fish. The lake will quench your thirst, the woods will satisfy your hunger and the cool scent laden winds will caress your tired bodies. The banks of Pampa where birds sing and flowers blossom are bewitching. Lost in its breath-taking beauty you will forget your grief. The trees there have flowers that none pluck; they neither wilt nor fall, but remain on the branches forever fresh. Close to the Pampa you will find the hermitage of sage Matanga. The disciples of the sage forage into the forest to collect reeds, fruit and flowers for their master. Those ascetics are no longer alive, but their servant Sabari, a renunciate, still lives in the hermitage. A noble woman steeped in dharma she awaits your arrival and wants to worship you before giving up her mortal body. "To the west of Pampa lies another hermitage of great secrecy where herds of elephants, innumerable birds and countless beasts live and roam without fear. Access to the Rishyamukha is rendered difficult by thronging elephant herds. The mountain has been blessed by Brahma that it would one day earn great renown. If a man sleeping on its slopes dreams of wealth, he will obtain it on waking, but if a sinner scales this mountain, he will be slain by the rakshasas in his sleep. On the mountain is a mammoth cave covered by a sheet of rock in which resides Sugriva with his companions. His favorite haunts are the mountain peaks and the banks of Pampa." Having told Rama and Lakshmana all that he had to tell, Kabhandha vanished while his gloriously radiant form illumined the skies.
Summary
Kabandha advised Rama of his journey saying, "Along the western horizon runs a path that leads to Rishyamuka. It abounds with blossoming trees and fruit bearing branches. Jambu, Priyala, Amara, Kuta, Naga, Raga, Aswatha, Karnikara and Kadamba vie with hundreds of other species in beautifying the grove. Every branch droops with the sweet burden of its lush fruit, every flower holds honey and every bee seeks it. Traveling from one enchanting garden to another, you will arrive at Pampa, a lake so pristine, that its waters sparkle like crystal. Free from boulders and weeds its bed is covered with soft sands. On its surface float the most ravishingly beautiful lotus and water lilly. Frolicking swan, heron and duck make music while its limpid waters sparkle with fish. The lake will quench your thirst, the woods will satisfy your hunger and the cool scent laden winds will caress your tired bodies. The banks of Pampa where birds sing and flowers blossom are bewitching. Lost in its breath-taking beauty you will forget your grief. The trees there have flowers that none pluck; they neither wilt nor fall, but remain on the branches forever fresh. Close to the Pampa you will find the hermitage of sage Matanga. The disciples of the sage forage into the forest to collect reeds, fruit and flowers for their master. Those ascetics are no longer alive, but their servant Sabari, a renunciate, still lives in the hermitage. A noble woman steeped in dharma she awaits your arrival and wants to worship you before giving up her mortal body. "To the west of Pampa lies another hermitage of great secrecy where herds of elephants, innumerable birds and countless beasts live and roam without fear. Access to the Rishyamukha is rendered difficult by thronging elephant herds. The mountain has been blessed by Brahma that it would one day earn great renown. If a man sleeping on its slopes dreams of wealth, he will obtain it on waking, but if a sinner scales this mountain, he will be slain by the rakshasas in his sleep. On the mountain is a mammoth cave covered by a sheet of rock in which resides Sugriva with his companions. His favorite haunts are the mountain peaks and the banks of Pampa." Having told Rama and Lakshmana all that he had to tell, Kabhandha vanished while his gloriously radiant form illumined the skies.