Jai Sri Ram,
Beholding the ornament of the solar race, who had a slender waist like that of a lion and was clad in yellow, and was the very embodiment of beauty and amiability, Sita's companions forget their very existence, recovering herself, one of her cleaver companions grasped Sita by the hand and said her,
Meditate on Gauri afterward, why not behold the prince just now, Sita then bashfully opened her eyes and saw the two lions of Raghu's race opposite herself, surveying Sri Rama's beauty from head to foot in the reverse order, and remembering her father's vow, she felt much perpetuated, when Sita's companions saw her this overcome with love, they all cried in alarm,
We are late already, let us come again at this very hour tomorrow, so saying one of them smiled within herself Sita blushed at this pregnant remark, she got afraid of her mother, for she felt it was already late, recovering herself from the considerable effort she received Sri Rama into her heart and conscious of her dependence on her sire returned home,
Under the pretense of looking at a deer, bird, or tree she turned again and again and each time she gazed on the beauteous Hero Raghu's race, her love waxed not a little,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
