Jai Sri Rama,
A boat filled with oil to preserve the body till Bharat and Shatrughan turned back from her mother's native place, a messenger reached Bharat to recall but did not reveal the truth, he called for, Bharata to experience infinite evil omens both ways, and anxious time arrived, silence of the citizens alarm him,
Meet his mother at its First furry of eternal unrest, said the mother, accomplished all for you, my son, god has marred my plan, just at the threshold king departed to paradise, hard for Bharat to bear it, fell on the ground in dismay, O father, you left for heavenly before handing me over to Rama, ask the cause, as he comes to know, was just a living dead,
Rama's exile to the forest and father's death, more than that he himself was the sole cause, cursed self and realized the hard truth of destiny, claiming my descent from the sun god, father a king caliber of Dasratha, brothers the beacon of disinterested truth, but I HAD, FOR MY MOTHER SHATRUGHAN was in dismay of the time and occasion, his silence was crying like anything,
Kaushalya rose with renewed effort and lifting Bharata clasped to her bosom, her tears try to pacify the agony of Bharata, pressed him to her bosom with utmost affection as though Rama himself as come back, said, my child compose yourself, take not to heart, remembering the course of time and fate is unalterable, Who knows what in the garb of the time,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
