When the sage saw the lord suffering the pangs of separation,
He felt much perturbed at heart, it is in submission to my curse that lord is undergoing many hardships of an oppressive nature,
Let me go and see such a noble Lord,
For such an opportunity may not present itself again, reflecting thus Narada went to lord, lute in hand, to the spot where the lord was, he fondly sang in a soft voice the exploits of sri Rama, as he prostrated himself, lord lifted him up and held him in his embrace for a long time, after enquiring of his welfare he seated him by his side,
May Lord Bless all,
Thanks Please