Jai Sri Ram,
Recollecting Narada's words was filled with innocent love, and with anxious eyes, she gazed all around like a started fawn, Hearing the thinking of bangles, the small bells tied around the waist and anklets Sri Rama thought within himself and then Said Laxman, it seems as if cupid has sounded his kettledrum with intent to conquer the universe, so saying he looked once again, in the same direction, whence the sound came, and his eyes feasted themselves on Sita's countenance even as the Cakora bird gazes on the moon,
His charming eyes become motionless as if Nimi, the god of winking had left the eyelids out of shyness, Sri Rama was filled with rapture to behold Sita's beauty, he admired it in his heart, but utterances failed him, he felt as if the creator had put his whole creative skill in visible form and demonstrated it to the world at large, she lends charm to charm itself, he said to himself and looks as if a flame of light is burning in a house of beauty,
The similes already employed by the poets are all state and hackneyed to whom shall I liken the daughter of Videha, thus describing to himself Sita's loveliness and reflecting on his own condition the lord innocently spoke to his younger brother in terms appropriate to the occasion, Brother she is no other than the daughter of king Janaka, for whom the bow sacrifice is being arranged, she has been escorted by her girl companions to worship goddess Gauri and is moving about in the garden diffusing light all about her,
My heart which is naturally pure is agitated by the sight of transcendental beauty, the reason for this all is known to God alone, but I tell you, brother, my right limbs are throbbing, which is an index of coming good fortune, it is a natural trait with te race of Raghus that they never set their heart on evil courses, as for myself I am fully confident of my mind, which has never sought another's wife even in a dream, rare in the world are those noble men who never turn their back on the foe in battle nor give their heart to or cast an amorous glance on another's wife and whom no beggar meets with a rebuff,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
