Lk37. Sita's Grief Expressed In Words

R Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran
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LAVA KUSA (UTTARAKANDA) Before leaving Lakshmana heard, What the helpless Sita said, "Oh Lakshmana, my mortal frame Is created for sorrow and blame." "I've committed what sin? Why I'm now forsaken? Despite my good conduct I'm driven to this state." "Am I not an embodiment Of sorrow from the start Of my miserable life As an obedient wife? " "Have I not followed My beloved husband, And lived with him In huts that time? " "Tell him, how I can then Live in the forest alone? As he'll be left broken I can't also die soon." If the ascetics enquire, Why I'm staying here Can I tell them all then I'm a forsaken woman? "Moreover for the succession I carry descendant to be born But do as you're ordered. And forsake me as he said." "Even at the cost of life I've to obey as his wife. Let him treat citizens Always like his brothers." Lakshmana cried aloud. With tearful eyes he said, "Your feet only I've seen, Your body, I've never seen." "You're faultless, I'm sure, But you're forced to be here By the King's command Whom I can't reprimand."

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