Jai Sri Ram,
Midst of her companions Sita shone as a personification of the supreme beauty among other embodiments of beauty, she held in one of her lotus hands the fair wreath of victory, resplended with the glory of triumph over the whole universe, while her body shrank with modesty,
Her heart was full of rupture, and her hidden love could not be perceived by others, as she drew near and beheld Sri Rama's beauty, princes Sita stood motionless as a portrait, a clever companion, who perceived her in this condition exhorted her saying,
Invest the bridegroom with the beautiful victory, at this she realized the wreath with both of her hands but was too overwhelmed with emotion to garland him, in this act her uplifted hands shone as if a pair of lotuses with their stalks were timidly investing the moon with a wreath of victory,
At this charming sight, her companions broke into a song, while Sita placed the wreath of victory around Sri Rama's neck so as to adorn his breast, Witnessing the wreath of victory resting on Sri Rama's bosom, gods rained down flowers, while the kings all shranks in confusing like Lillies at the rising of the sun,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
