After the talk with his mother,
And Lakshman his brother,
Ram went to Sita’s chamber,
To brief her on his future.
He told her the whole story,
For her fate, he felt sorry,
And of his parents, to take care,
It was her duty, he told her.
He gave her patient advice,
How she should ever be nice,
With the in-laws of the palace,
During his inevitable absence.
Quite upset over what he said,
With tears, she cried aloud.
Both angry and sad atonce,
She spoke to the gentle prince.
“Alone leave me not away,
From your sworn pathway,
We’re one soul, body be two,
To the forest take me too.”
“Demon, lion, bear, or snake
Surely none of them will attack
For they’ll flee from us
Once they see your brave face.”
“The Sun, rain, wind, or hunger,
I shall endure with cheer,
But if you leave me here,
I’ll die, no doubt, be clear.”
“When you’re with me there,
Why should I’ve any fear?
Aren’t you a great warrior
And in strength far superior? ”
Ram’s heart soft by nature,
And with loving concern for her
Forced him finally to agree
To her every point and plea.
Lakshman took this chance,
In his appeal to convince
Ram, his inseparable brother
To follow his path wherever.
Casting away the royal robes free,
Right earnestly started the three,
To forest with the most austere dresses,
Made out of mere barks and leaves.
What Kaikeyi wanted she gained
And despised by all she remained.
She took their departure very light,
But Dasaratha swooned o’er this sight.
“Forest for us now is Ayodhya,
Better leave forest-turned-Ayodhya, ”
So saying all the citizens followed,
But do stay on there, Ram appealed.
Thus began their journey
In the pathway of destiny
To fight the evils and destroy
And let virtues on earth stay.
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