The Lord of the Raghus cannot be found except through love, even though you may practise Yoga (mind-control) or austere penance or culivate spiritual wisdom or dispassion. In the north there is a beautiful blue mountain called N¶lagiri, where lives the amiable KŒkabhuÜu˜˛i, highly conversant with the path of Devotion to Ýr¶ RŒma, enlightened, full of all good qualities and ages old. He unceasingly recites Ýr¶ RŒma’s narrative and noble birds of different species reverently listen to it. Go there and hear of the many virtues of Ýr¶ Hari; your distress born of infatuation will thus disappear.” When I had thus told him everything in unambiguous terms, Garu˛a bowed his head at my feet 1016 * ÝR” RMACARITAMNASA* and departed with joy. UmŒ, I did not instruct him myself, because by the grace of Ýr¶ RŒma (the Lord of the Raghus) I had come to know the secret (of Garu˛a’s infatuation). He must have given vent to his pride on some ocassion and the All-merciful evidently wished to cure him of it. Partly there was another reason why I did not detain him; a bird can follow the language of a bird alone. My lord’s MŒyŒ, BhavŒn¶, is formidable; who is there so wise as not to be beguiled by it?” (1—5)