Again and again she pressed her to her bosom and plucking up courage; thus admonished and blessed her; ‘May your wedded life be as enduring as the streams of Ganga and Yamuna!’

When her lord’s mother had blessed and admonished Sita in various ways, she took her leave, most affectionately bowing her head again and again before her lotus feet.

When Lakshmana heard the news, he started up in confusion and ran with a doleful face. Trembling all over with emotion and his eyes full of tears, he clasped Rama’s feet in an agony of affection.

He was unable to speak, but stood gazing piteously, like some poor fish drawn out of the water. There was anxiety in his heart. ‘O God, what is going to happen?’ he said to himself, ‘Are all my happiness and past good deeds gone forever?

What will Raghunatha tell me to do? Will he keep me at home or will he take me with him?’ when Rama saw his brother standing there with folded hands, renouncing life and home and all, -

-he, tactful as he was and an ocean of amiability, love, artlessness and joy, addressed him thus; ‘Brother, lose not your patience because you love me so; be well assured that all will be well in the end’.

Those who reverently and unreservedly follow the advice of their father and mother, guru and master have reaped the fruit of their birth; otherwise their coming into this world is of no avail