shrink out of modesty

Jai sri Ram,
Host of gods rained down flowers and king Dasaratha proceeded to the palace where he and his party had been lodged amidst the crash of kettledrums,

Shouts of victory and the chanting of Vedic texts, there was much rejoicing both in heavens and in the city,

Then, received orders from the chief of sages, Vashista, the lovely companions of the brides conducted them along bride-grooms to the apartment where the guardian deities of the family had been installed for worship during the wedding days,

Again and again did Sita  gaze on sri Rama and shrink out of modesty, her heart, however, refused to shrink, her charming eyes athirst with love, outshone the fish,

May Lord bless all,

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