Jai Sri Ram,
All the kings were disheartened at the sight of the Lord, just as stars fade away with the rising of the full moon, for they all felt inwardly assured that Rama would undoubtedly break the bow, or even if the huge bow of Shiva proved too strong for him, that Sita would still place the garland of victory round his neck,
They, therefore, said to one another, realizing this, brothers, let us turn homewards, casting to the winds all glory, fame, strength, and pride, other princes were blind with ignorance and pride, laughed at this, and said, union with princes is a far cry for Rama even if succeeds in breaking the bow,
Who, then, can wed without wed her without breaking it, should death himself for once come forth against us, even him we would conquer in the battle for Sita's sake, at this other prince, who was pious and sensible and devoted to Sri Hari, smiled and said,
Rama will certainly marry Sita to the discomfiture of these arrogant princes, for who can conquer in battle the valiant sons of Dasaratha,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
