Sugriva felt that the gods had indeed been kind to him by sending Rama as his ally. Profoundly moved and happy he said, "A friend like you is a gift from the gods. There is no virtue that you do not possess. Born of the race of the Ikshvaku, brave noble and invincible you are a true friend, with whose support I can win lordship over the land of even the gods! . I also merit homage from my friends and kinsmen for having you as my ally. I do not want to brag of my own qualities but you will know me to be worthy of you. The unswerving love of magnanimous souls like you is as eternal as the fearlessness of the mighty. Friends regard their wealth, be it gold, silver ornaments, jewels or clothes as common property. Rich or poor, happy or sad, guilty or innocent a friend alone is one's refuge and for the sake of a friend one sacrifices not only happiness but also life itself. Beholding Rama as he sat amidst the fruit, flower and foliage of the Malaya Mountains, his serenity, profundity and stunning beauty overwhelmed Sugriva. There was a tremor in his voice and words floundered as he tried to talk, "Rama" he said, "deceived by my brother, robbed of my wife, assaulted by fear and uncertainty I live on these mountains. Savior of all beings that you are save me who am like an orphan". Rama said that it was imperative to help a friend and ward off an enemy. He promised that his deadly arrows would soon destroy Vali. Trying to curb his sorrow Sugriva said that Vali had not only banished him but had imprisoned his friends and was forever making attempts on his life. He confessed that if he still lived it was because of Hanuman and the others who protected him at all time. Rama listened quietly as the unhappy king of the Vanara's poured out his troubles. "Rama as our friendship has been sanctified in the presence of fire you are dearer to me than my life. I want you to know of my anguish that ever haunts me. Vali is my brother and my enemy and his death alone will free me of my fears and my sorrow". When Sugriva fell silent, Rama asked, "Tell me Sugriva, of your enmity with Vali and what caused it? Your exile infuriates me, consider your enemy dead the moment I string my bow. Never in vain do they who have offered me love and friendship seek my help." Rama's words brought great relief to Sugriva and his companions.
Summary
Sugriva felt that the gods had indeed been kind to him by sending Rama as his ally. Profoundly moved and happy he said, "A friend like you is a gift from the gods. There is no virtue that you do not possess. Born of the race of the Ikshvaku, brave noble and invincible you are a true friend, with whose support I can win lordship over the land of even the gods! . I also merit homage from my friends and kinsmen for having you as my ally. I do not want to brag of my own qualities but you will know me to be worthy of you. The unswerving love of magnanimous souls like you is as eternal as the fearlessness of the mighty. Friends regard their wealth, be it gold, silver ornaments, jewels or clothes as common property. Rich or poor, happy or sad, guilty or innocent a friend alone is one's refuge and for the sake of a friend one sacrifices not only happiness but also life itself. Beholding Rama as he sat amidst the fruit, flower and foliage of the Malaya Mountains, his serenity, profundity and stunning beauty overwhelmed Sugriva. There was a tremor in his voice and words floundered as he tried to talk, "Rama" he said, "deceived by my brother, robbed of my wife, assaulted by fear and uncertainty I live on these mountains. Savior of all beings that you are save me who am like an orphan". Rama said that it was imperative to help a friend and ward off an enemy. He promised that his deadly arrows would soon destroy Vali. Trying to curb his sorrow Sugriva said that Vali had not only banished him but had imprisoned his friends and was forever making attempts on his life. He confessed that if he still lived it was because of Hanuman and the others who protected him at all time. Rama listened quietly as the unhappy king of the Vanara's poured out his troubles. "Rama as our friendship has been sanctified in the presence of fire you are dearer to me than my life. I want you to know of my anguish that ever haunts me. Vali is my brother and my enemy and his death alone will free me of my fears and my sorrow". When Sugriva fell silent, Rama asked, "Tell me Sugriva, of your enmity with Vali and what caused it? Your exile infuriates me, consider your enemy dead the moment I string my bow. Never in vain do they who have offered me love and friendship seek my help." Rama's words brought great relief to Sugriva and his companions.