Taking these girls as your hand maidens foster them with your unremitting kindness,
Pardon me my offence, it was too presumptuous on my part to have called you here,
The ornament of the solar race, King Dasaratha, in his turn flooded the brides father with all kind of honour,
The courtesy they showed to each other was past all telling; for their heart overflowed with love,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks Please