Taking his ministers with him, Vibhishana went his way through the air, exclaiming aloud to them all:

'Rama is true to his resolve and all-powerful, while your court is all doomed! I will now take refuge with Raghubira; lay not the blame on me!’

No sooner had Vibhishana left with these words than the doom of them all was assured. Disrespect to saint, Parvati, immediately robs one of all blessing.

As soon as Ravana spurned Vibhishana, the wretch lost all his glory and good fortune. But Vibhishana rejoiced as he went to meet Raghunatha with many an agreeable longing in his heart.

'On reaching there I shall behold those lotus feet with ruddy soles, so soft and so delightful to the votaries, at whose touch the seer’s wife Ahalya was saved and the forest of Dandaka was sanctified,

- the feet that Janaka’s daughter locked up in her bosom, that chased the delusive deer over the ground and that dwell as a pair of lotuses in the lake of Shiva’s heart! Ah, how blest am I that I shall see them!

I shall go today and behold with my own eyes those feet on whose wooden sandals Bharata fixed his thoughts!