incurred no sin

Jai sri Ram
The king was blessed every way, no use of mourning for him,

The king has bestowed the kinship on you, it behoves you, therefore redeem the words of your father who abandoned Rama for the sake of his words,

The king did not love his own life as he did his words, therefore redeem your father words,

Parshurama executed the command of his father and killed his mother, Yayati's son Puru exchanged his own youth for the old age of his father and incurred no sin,

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Hare Rama

Jai sri Ram
Pitiable is a Sudra who is disrespectful towards Brahmans, Pitiable again is a woman who deceives her own husband,

Pitiable is the student who break the vow and obey not the orders of his master,

Pitiable is the householder who out of ignorance forsake the duty, pitiable is the one that harms others and cherish his own body and extremely heartless,

Pitiable the anchorite who has given up penance, pitiable is the backbiter who is angry without cause, tell me son who can glorify him who begot such pious sons as Rama, Laxmana, shatrughan and yourself,

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Pitiable

Jai sri Ram
Arguing thus, whom should we blame and with whom should we the angry without any cause,

Ponder in your heart, my son, that king dasaratha is not worth grieving for, pitiable is the Brahman who is ignorant of the Vedas,

And who has abandoned his own duty and is engrossed in the pleasures of sense, Pitiable the king who has no knowledge of politics and who does not love his people as his own life,

Pitiable a member of the trading class, who is niggardly though rich and who is not perfect in hospitality nor in devotion to lord Shiva,

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lie in the hands of providence

Jai Sri Ram,
Sage Said_listen Bharata, formidable is fate,

Sage sorrowfully exclaimed_

Loss and gain, life and death, glory and infamy,

All these lie in the hands of providence,

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handful of water and sesame seeds to the departed soul

Jai sri Ram
Hearing Kaushalya's words, Bharata and the whole gynaeceum wailed in distress,

Much agitated two brothers loudly lamented and kaushalya clasped them to her bosom,

Bharata said-mother if, all this has my approval, let me share the terrible fate of those who sell the Vedas, exploit their piety, expose other's sin, deceitful. wicked, quarrelsome and irascible that hostile to the world,

Hearing such words Kaushalya said you are my dear child, have always loved Rama in thought, words and deeds, Rama is dearer to you than your own life, moon may defuse poison, snow may omit fire, spiritual enlightenment may fail to eradicate errors, in no case you will you turn hostile to Rama,

The sages and Vashistha then came and summoned all ministers, Vashistha admonished Bharata in many ways, have courage in heart and do what the occasion demands today, He washed king's body and caused a most splendid funeral bier, oblations made all that at the bank of Sarayu, rites of cremations were gone through and funeral party bathed with due ceremony and offered a handful of water and sesame seeds to the departed soul, whatever order the great sage Vashistha gave on a particular point Bharata carried out all of them in a thousand of ways,

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i neither accomplished them nor

Jai sri Ram
at his father's command, Rama discarded his ornaments and princely apparel and put on a hermit's dress,

With a cheerful countenance, without either joy or anger, he comforted all in every way and proceeded to the forest,

Sri Rama Departed with Sita and laxmana, i neither accomplished them nor my soul soul after them leaving my my body here,

All happened before these eyes and yet this wrenched soul dis not take leave of the body,

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what may be his pleasure

Jai Sri Ram,
It was king Dasaratha who reaped the reward both of his life and death, Everyone abused Kaykai , who had robed the world of its very eyes, sage Vashista narrated a number of legends befitting the occasion and dispersed the gloom that hung over them,

Summoned envoys and spoke to them thus run quickly and go to Bharata Bharata was thus passing an anxious time the courier arrived, Bharata drew near to the city-people of the city were extremely miserable, met him but spoke not, hearing the Rama's exile and father's death, realize in his heart that he was at the root of it and remains mute,

As Mother Kaushalya saw Bharata, she sprang up ran to meet him but felt giddy and dropped unconscious, on hearing Bharata's tender words, she rose with a renewed effort and lifting him clasped,  the mother seated Bharata in her lap-said i adjure you my child, do not blame anyone my son, it is providence that has turned hostile to me in every way, who knows what may be his pleasure with regard to me even now,

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vow of Love

Jai sri Ram
Recovering himself the king got up and sat down, asked sumantra-where is my gracious Rama, where is my Laxmana. where is my beloved daughter in law Sita,

The night seemed to him like an age and he felt as though it would never end, He was reminded of the blind hermit's curse and he narrated the whole story to kaushalya, he was filled with agony, fie on the hope of surviving without Rama,

What shall i gain by preserving this body, which has failed to keep my vow of Love,

Crying Rama-Rama and Rama yet again Rama, Rama, Rama, Rama, the king cast off his body in his agony of separation, ascended to the abode of gods,

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