Bhima’s pride still did not accept defeat. He bent low and took hold of the monkey’s tail with both his hands. He tried to fit with all his strength. Suddenly, the monkey pressed his tail down firmly on the ground. `Ah! My hands are getting crushed!’ cried Bhima in pain. His face was pale and his body wet with sweat. His pride crumbled and he realized that the beast before him was no ordinary monkey.
Bhima at once became humble. He pleaded softly, `forgive me, O mighty one. Kindly tell me. Who, you really are. Are you a god or an angel?’
The monkey laughed and moved his tail to free Bhima’s hands. `Bhima, know that I am Hanuman, the son of Vayu and your own elder brother.’
Bhima fell at Hanuman‘s feet. `Pardon me, I beg you. I was so rude to you. My pride had blinded me and I believed there was none equal to me in strength. You have humbled me and taught me a good lesson.’
Hanuman smiled. `I forgive you, my dear brother. I am indeed happy to see you!’ Bhima wept tears of joy when the great Hanuman embraced him. By the sheer touch of Hanuman, Bhima’s strength increased many times. As Hanuman touched Bhima’s club, it was not only restored to its original form about also became unbreakable. `Take your club Bhima. It will never fail you when you it,’ said Hanuman.
Bhima closed his eyes in gratitude. Then he most respectfully asked Hanuman what the secret of his unmatched strength was.
Hanuman replied, `My devotion to Lord Rama is the secret of my strength. Each time I utter the Lord’s name, my strength increase manifold. My strength is not mine. It is my Lord’s.’
Rama’s name and his divine memory thrilled Hanuman. He was overcome with true devotion and he began to dance as he chanted his Lord’s name. The whole forest resounded with the name of Lord Rama! Bhima stood dumbfounded. After a while, Hanuman stopped chanting. He asked Bhima what had brought him so for. Bhima humbly told Hanuman the purpose of his search. Hanuman pointed towards the lake. `There! Go and pluck as many flowers as you want.’ Saying this, Hanuman disappeared, leaving behind a light –heated Bhima, whose pride had vanished.