It is for my sake that she fashioned this infamous contrivance and confounded and ruined the whole world. These disasters will come to an end only when Rama returns; and only then will Ayodhya thrive again; there is no other way.’

When the sages heard Bharata’s speech, they were gratified and all gave him high praise. ‘Grieve not overmuch, dear son,’ said Bharadvaja; ‘all your woes will disappear the moment you see Rama’s feet.’

Thus did the chief of the sages, Bharadvaja, comfort him, and added, ‘Be you now our welcome guests, and graciously accept the bulbs and roots and fruit and flowers that we may offer you.’

On hearing the sage’s words, Bharata was troubled at heart, for he was faced with a hard puzzle at a difficult time. Then, reflecting that an elder’s word must outweigh his scruples, he adored the sage’s feet and said with folded hands:

‘I must needs bow to your behest, my lord, for this is my paramount duty.’ Bharata’s reply pleased the great sage Bharadvaja, who called up his trustworthy servants and disciples.

‘We must show hospitality to Bharata,’ he said; ‘go and bring bulbs and roots and fruit.’ ‘Very well, sir,’ they said, and most cheerfully proceeded to perform their appointed duties.

The sage anxiously thought to himself: ‘I have invited a distinguished guest a deity must be worshipped according to his or her rank.’ At his word Anima and the rest of Kuvera’s attendants – Riddhis and Siddhis – appeared (in visible forms) and said, ‘Give us your commands, master, and we obey!’