KANTH AABHUSHAN STANZA
“O Ram! where should I go now after touching your feet? Shall I not be ashmed?
“I am extremely low, dirty and motionless. O Ram! manage your kingdom and glorify it with your ambrosial feet.”287.
Just as a bird become sightless fells down, in the same way Bharat fell down before Ram.
At the same time Ram hugged him to his bosom and there Lakshman and all the brother wept.288.
The brave Bharat was brought to his senses by giving water. Ram again said smilingly :
“After the elapse of thirteen years we shall return, now you go back because I have to fulfil some tasks in the forest.”289.
When Ram said this, then all the people understood its substance (that he had to kill the demons in the forest).
Submitting reverently to the instructions of Ram and with pleased mind Bharat took the sandals of Ram and forgetting the recognition of Ayodhya, he began to live out of its limits.290.
Wearing matted hair on his head he dedicated all the royal task to those sandals.
During the day he used to fulfil his royal duties with the support of those sandals and during the night he protected them.291.
The body of Bharat withered and become decrepit, but still he always kept the memory of Ram in his mind.
Alongwith this he destroyed the groups of enemies and instead of ornaments he wore rosaries as necklaces.292.
JHOOLA STANZA
On this side the king ram is doing the duties of gods by killing the demons he looks like a mighty hero by taking the bow in his hand.293.
Where there were the trees of saal in the forest alongwith other trees and tans etc. its glory seemed heaven-like and was destroyer of all sorrows.294.
Ram stayed at that spot and looked like a mighty warrior, Sita was with him who was like a divine song.295.
She was a lady of sweet speech and her eyes were like the queen of deer, she had a slim and she looked like a fairy, a Padmini (amongst women).296.
JHOOLANA STANZA
Ram looks glorious with the sharp arrows in his hands and Sita, the queen of Ram appears elegant with the beautiful arrows of her eyes.
She roams with Ram, being absorbed into such thoughts as if having been ousted from his capital Indra was staggering hither and thither.
The loose hair of her braids, causing shyness to the glory of nagas, are becoming a sacrifice to Ram.
The deers looking at her are allured by her, the fishes looking at her beauty are feeling jealous of her he, whoever had seen her, had sacrified himself for her.297.
The nightingale, listening to her speech, is getting angry on account of jealousy and the moon looking at her face is feeling shy like women,