Jai Sri Ram,
Talented bards, minstrels, and panegyrists sang praises, and everybody gave away horses, elephants, riches, jewels, and raiment as an act of invocation of God's blessings on the youthful champion. there was a crash of cymbals and tabors, conches and chariots, drums and sweet-sounding kettledrums,
Both large and small many charming instruments also played, everywhere young women sang auspicious strains the queen with her companions was much delighted, as through a withering crop of paddy had been refreshed by the shower, King Janaka was now carefree and felt gratified as if a tired swimmer had reached a shallow,
The king countenances fall at the breaking of the bow, just as a lamp is dimmed at the dawn of the day, Sita's delight could only be compared to that of a female Cataka bird on receiving a raindrop when the sun is in the same latitude as the constellation named Svati, Laxman fixed his eyes on Rama as the young Cakora bird gazed on the moon, Satananda then Gave the word and sita advanced towards Rama,
Accompanied by her fair and talented companions who were singing festal songs she paced like a cygnet, her limbs possessing infinite charm,
May Lord bless LL,
thanks, please
