The foolish daughter of Kaikaya has wrought a cruel mischief by inflicting this pain on Rama and Janaki on their day of rejoicing.

The wicked woman has become an axe to fell the tree of the Solar race and plunged the whole world in woe!’ Exceedingly sad indeed was the Nishada chief to see Rama and Sita sleeping on the ground.

But Lakshmana spoke to him sweet and gentle words imbued with the nectar of wisdom, detachment and devotion: ‘No man is the cause of another’s joy or sorrow; all reap the fruit, brother, of their own actions.

Union and separation, the experience of good and evil, friends, foes and neutrals – these are but snares of delusion; birth and death, prosperity and adversity, destiny and time and all the entanglements of the world;

- land, home and wealth, city and household, heaven and hell and all human affairs, all that you can see or hear or imagine in your mind, are rooted in ignorance: nothing exists in reality

Just as in a dream a king becomes a beggar or a pauper the lord of paradise, yet on waking the one does not gain nor does the other lose, so must you look upon this phenomenal world.

Reasoning thus, be not angry nor vainly attribute blame to any: for all are slumbering in the night of delusion and while asleep they see dreams of many kinds.