Jai Sri Ram,
There was music both in the city and in the heavens, while the wicked were downcast, the virtuous beamed with joy, gods, kinnaras, men, Nagas, and the great sages uttered blessings with shouts of victory, celestial dames danced and sang and handfuls of flowers were showered,
Here and there the Brahmans recited the Vedas, while panegyrists sand praises, the glad tidings spread throughout the world, the subterranean regions and heaven that Sri Rama had broken the bow and won the hand of Sita, the people of the city waved lights around the pair in order to ward off evil, and regardless of their means they scattered gifts in profusion as an act of invocation of divine blessings on the couple,
The pair of Sri Rama and Sita shone as of beauty and the sentiment of love had met together in human form, her companions urged her, Sita clasp your lord's feet but Sita was too much afraid to touch his feet,
Remembering the fate of Sage Gautama's wife, Ahilya, she would not touch his feet with hands, the jewel of Raghu's race inwardly smiled to perceive her transcendent love,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
